. On to Pekin, or, Old glory in China . on. I tell you, Nuggy, you aint in no condition todrive, the second young man was saying. Giveme the lines, an Ill show you how to make em trot. Give you nothing! retorted Nuggy Polk, sav-agely. I can drive as well as anybody, JerryNickerson; and I want you to know it. Youre steerin em into the rocks, went onJerry Nickerson. Youll smash us up in anotherminit! And he clutched Polks arm to keep him-self from rolling off the high seat to the ground. Lemme go! screamed the would-be driver, andtried to shake his companion off; but Jerry Nicker-son made anothe
. On to Pekin, or, Old glory in China . on. I tell you, Nuggy, you aint in no condition todrive, the second young man was saying. Giveme the lines, an Ill show you how to make em trot. Give you nothing! retorted Nuggy Polk, sav-agely. I can drive as well as anybody, JerryNickerson; and I want you to know it. Youre steerin em into the rocks, went onJerry Nickerson. Youll smash us up in anotherminit! And he clutched Polks arm to keep him-self from rolling off the high seat to the ground. Lemme go! screamed the would-be driver, andtried to shake his companion off; but Jerry Nicker-son made another clutch for the reins, and a fiercestruggle ensued, in the midst of which the poniestook fright, and began to tear down the highway attheir best speed. Gilbert could do nothing to stop the runawayteam; and, as the high cart bounced past, he fullyexpected to see the two young men thrown out andkilled. The reins fell upon the ponies heels, andthen Jerry Nickerson clutched the seat for Polk was thrown over backward, into the. Youll be all right if youll only stand up.—Page 45. GILBERT MEETS NUGGY POLK 46 rear of the cart, and came to the ground with asplash just as the turnout went through a mudpuddle six inches deep. Help! save me! roared the young man, bellow-ing like a bull. Dont let the hosses kick me todeath! He continued to bellow and splash around in themud until Gilbert, dismounting, went to his assist-ance. Youll be all right if youll only stand up,said the young lieutenant. All right? Do I want to be kicked to death?demanded Nuggy Polk, as he sat up, and dug themud from his eyes. Youll not be kicked to death. You landed in asoft spot, so I reckon there are no bones broken. «* But the hosses — Your ponies and cart are half a mile from hereby this time. They went off like a streak of light-ning. Humph! Nuggy Polk arose to his feet withdifficulty, and dragged himself to where Gilbertstood. Wheres Jerry ? he demanded. Your companion was clinging to the car
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