Harrisburg telegraph. [volume] (Harrisburg, Pa.) 1879-1948, 1919-02-15
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The Scarecrow Plans An Escape

me, that would be the end of me.
But if anything happened to you,
they could use you for seed"
The Soldier now returned with a
long line and tied all three firmly
together, also lashing them to the
body of the Saw-Horse; so, there
seemed little danger of their tumb-
ling off.
Now throw open the gates,
commanded the Scarcrow, ''and we
will make dash to liberty or to
death"
The courtyard in which they were
standing was located in the center
or the great palace, which surround
ed 1t on all sides. But in one place
passage led to an outer gate
way, which the Soldier had barred
| by order of his sovereign. 1t was
| through this gateway his Majesty
proposed to escape, and the Royal
Army now led the Saw Horse along
the passage and unbarred the gate,
which swung backward with LOUD
| crash.
Now" said Tip to the horse,
you must save us all. Run as fast
as you can for the gate of the City,
and don't let anything stop YOU"
"All right" answered the Saw
Horse, gruffiy, and dashed away SO
suddenly that Tip had to gasp for
breath and hold firmly to the post
he had driven into the creatures s
neck.
Several of the girls, who stood
outside guarding the palace, were
knocked over by the Saw Horse S
mad rush. Others ran screaming out
of the way, and only one or two
jabbed their knitting needle es' fran
tically at the escaping prisoners,
Tip got one small prick in his left
arm, which smarted for an hour
afterward, but the needles had no
effect upon the Scarecrow or Jack
Pumpkinhead, who never even sus-
pected they were being prodded.
AS for the Saw Horse, he made q
wonderful record, upsetting a fruit
cart, overturning several meek look
ing men, and finally bowling over
the new Guardian of the Gate-a
fussy little fat woman appointed by
General Jinjur.
Nor did the impetuous charger
stop then. Once outside the walls
of the Emerald City he dashed
along the rad to the West with fast
and violent leaps that shook the
breath out of the boy and filled the
Scarecrow with wonder.
Jack had ridden at this mad rate
once before, so he devoted every
effort to holding. with both hands,
his pumpkin head upon its stick, en-
during meantime the dreadful jolt
ing with the courage of philos-
opher.
SLOW him up! Slow him up!'
shouted the Scarcrow. My straw is
all shaking down into my legs"
But Tip had no breath to speak.
so the Saw-Horse continued his vii
career unchecked and with un-
abated speed.
Presently they came to the banks
of wide river, and without a pause
and launched them all in mid-atr
A second later they were rolling,
splashing and bobbtng about in the
water. the horse struggling franti-
cally to find rest for its feet and
its riders being first plunged be-
Meath the rapid current and then
floating upon the surface like corks.
Next Story: "The Journey to the
| Tin WoodmaA." in which the four
travellers manage to reach the OPP
posite bank of the river in safety
/ and start to go through a part of the
country which was. once inhabited
| by dangerous Winged Monkeys. Are
the Monkeys still there. or is their
| Journey peaceful and uninterrupted?
| The next instalment will tell you.
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