I don't want him to get a fat stomach, because I can't get
my legs under him to hold on when he bucks."
"Well, good-bye again. Love to all the boys."
"Your friend,"
"Teddy Tucker."
"P. S. Did I tell you we killed the switchman? Well, we did.
He's dead. He's switched off for keeps."
"T. T."
"P. S. Yes, Phil says it was a hay barn that the billposter fell
off from. Wouldn't it be a good plan to furnish those fellows
with nets? Billposters are scarce and we can't afford to lose
any good ones."
"T. T."
CHAPTER XV
IN AN EXCITING RACE
"More trouble," announced Teddy, one morning a few days later,
when the boys awoke in Lawrence, Kansas.
"What's the trouble now, Old Calamity?" demanded Phil, who was
washing his face and hands.
Contrary to his usual practice, he had not looked
from his stateroom window immediately upon getting up.
Teddy had, however. His eyes grew a little larger as
he did so, but otherwise the sight that met them did
not disturb his equanimity in the least.
"The usual."
"What do you mean? Have we run over another man?"
"Worse than that."
"You are getting to be a regular calamity howler."
"I'm a showman, I am. I keep my eyes open and I know what's
going on about me. That's more than you can say for some people
not more than a million miles away.
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