Part 35 (2/2)

”Funny! This doesn't seeh stretch of road”

He put out both hands cautiously and groped about him

Phil uttered an exclaracious, I'm on the floor I must have fallen out of bed”

Then he realized that this could not be the case, because there was a carpet on the floor of No 11

This was a hard, rough floor on which he was lying, and the air was close, very different frohtly froet to his feet the lad fell back heavily

His head i dizzily, and how it did ache!

”I wonder what has happened?” Forrest thought out loud ”Maybe I was struck by a train No; that couldn't be the case, or I should not be here But where aht be in one of the show cars, but I don't believe there is an empty car on the train”

As soon as Phil felt hih his pockets until he found his box of matches, which he always carried now, as one could not tell at what lanced quickly about hiasped ”But where, where?”

There was no answer to this puzzling question Phil struggled to his feet, and, groping his way to the door, began tugging at it to get it open The door refused to budge

”Locked! It's locked on the outside! What shall I do?

What shall I do?” he cried

Phil sat doeak and dizzy There was nothing, so far as he could see, that could be done to liberate hi to put his hand to his head, he discovered a lu

”I know--let --somebody must have hitdown in the yard there just as if so?”

Phil thought and thought, but the ht about it the more perplexed did he become All at once he started up, with a sudden realization that the train was slowing down

He could hear the air brakes grating and grinding and squealing against the car wheels below him, until finally the train came to a dead stop

”Now isup and groping for the door again

He shouted at the top of his voice, then beat against the heavy door with fists and feet, but not a sign could he get that anyone heard him

As afreight train had stopped at a water tank far out in the country, and the trainmen were at the extreme ends of the train

In a few moments the train started with such a jerk that Forrest was thrown off his feet He sprang up again, hoping that the train ht hear hiain

It was all to no purpose

Finally, in utter exhaustion, the lad sank to the floor, soon falling into a deep sleep How long he slept he did not knohen at last he awakened

”Why, the train has stopped,” Forrest exclaiht to ht underneath the door

I'll try it again”

He did try it, ha hours that followed Once s with more care