Part 11 (1/2)

”No; I e my motor-cycle a bit I'll put some more improvements on it”

”And I rite soton and ask their advice” It took Toe the gasolene and spark control of his machine to his satisfaction He had torods This he did in his own particular machine shop, which was fitted up with a lathe and other apparatus The lathe was run by power coineer, an elderly iven employment for many years He was Garret Jackson, and he kept so close to his engine and boiler-room that he was seldom seen outside of it except when the day's as done

One afternoon, a few days after the unsuccessful chase after the fugitive had taken place, Tom went out for a spin on his motor-cycle He found that the machine worked much better, and was easier to control He rode about fifteen miles away from ho on the drive, a ra mule, which seemed, at the tier that's Booled its ears and started forward

”Whoa dar, Boo!” exclaimed a voice, and Eradicate Sampson hurried around the corner of the house ”Dat's jest lake yo',” went on the colored ht of To Mistah Swift! Good lordy! But dat livery brake yo' done fixed on o down de steepest hill widout ropin' de wheel”

”Glad of it,” replied Tom ”Did you come to do some work?”

”Yais, sah, I done did I found I had soht be some ashi+n' I could do Yo' see, I lib only 'bout two uess you can do a few jobs,” said Tom ”Wait here”

He hunted up his father, and obtained per out a chicken house and ashi+ng it The darky was soon at work A little later To the ash on thick Eradicate stopped at the sight of Tom, and made some curiousinventor

”Why, de ash done persist in runnin' down de bresh handle an'

inter mah sleeve I'm soakin' wet from it now, an' I has t' stop ebery onct in a while 'case its full”

Tom sahat the trouble was The white fluid did run down the long brush handle in a small rivulet To brush that worked well, and he decided to try it for Eradicate

”Wait a minute,” Tom advised ”I think I can stop that for you”

The colored , for Tom was soon back at the chicken coop He had a small rubber disk, with a hole in the center, the size of the brush handle Slipping the disk over the wood, he pushed it about half way along, and then, handing the brush back to the negro, told him to try it that way

”Did yo' done put a charm on mah bresh?” asked Eradicate somewhat doubtfully

”Yes, a sort of hoodoo charm Try it now”

The darky dipped his brush in the pail of ash, and then began to spread the disinfectant on the sides of the coop near the top

The surplus fluid started to run down the handle, but,the piece of rubber, caround It did not run down the sleeve of Eradicate

”Well, I 'clar t' goodness! That suttinly ahty fine charen'ht Now I kin idout stoppin' t' empty ed t' yo'”

”You're welcome, I'm sure,” replied Tom ”I think so, and then--”

”Doan't do dat! Doan't do dat!” begged Eradicate earnestly ”Dis, an' o 'ventin' no ht I'll wait until you get rich”

”Ha, ha! Den yo' gwine t' wait a pow'ful long time,” chuckled Eradicate as he went on with his ashi+ng

Tom went into the house He found his father busy with some papers at his desk