Here's my money, Mr. Storekeeper. I command you to make out
a paper giving me the right to bill that wall."
"I do not think he will do anything of the sort, my dear sir,"
spoke up Phil. "I have bought and paid for the location and
I propose to hold it. You had no more right to it than any
other man. You did not have the nerve to put down your money
for it when you had the chance, and you lost your opportunity.
You will see the wall covered with Sparling banners in a very
short time."
"I will not!"
"Be on your way, my man. Let me tell you the Sparling banners
are going up."
"There's my money!" shouted the manager of the canary
colored car. "The wall is _mine!_"
He dashed out of the store and started for his car on the run.
"If you let those other showmen banner the wall I'll have
the law on you!" announced Phil sternly. Then the Circus
Boy ran out of the store, starting off at a lively sprint
for his own car. He caught up with the rival manager in
a moment, passed him and bounded on. His rival already
was puffing and perspiring under the unusual effort.
"Turn out every man in town!" he called, dashing into the car.
"Teddy, run to the main street and send everyone of our banner
men and lithographers to the Ward Building. You and Henry carry
over there at once all the banners you can scrape together.
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