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Several other lads came along, until there was quite a crowd of them, and Bert was kept busy explaining his scheme. From his butcher shop near by, Moses Sagger looked at the knot of earnestly talking lads. To him that meant but one thing. "Them boys is hatching some mischief," he said to his helper. "They're going to play some trick, I'll bet an apple."
He ran to where the members of the department to which he belonged were futilely passing buckets of water. "Why don't you come around front and closer?" the butcher asked them. "You ain't doing any good here!" "Why don't you take a hand yourself?" demanded Silas Lampert. "You ain't doing anything but running up and down." "I'll help," declared Mr. Sagger. "I declare, I don't know what I am doing!
Appelby was mayor, and Moses Sagger was chairman of the Selectmen. Mr. Sagger had an ambition to be mayor the next year, and he was working to that end. "Well, Herbert," said Mrs. Dare to her son at dinner the day following the fire, "I hope you don't get up to go to any more midnight alarms." "Why, mother?" "Because I was worried to death about you.
The next day and for several days following Joe pitched into work in earnest. Many things were strange to him, but he determined to master them as speedily as possible, and this pleased Arthur Drew. "That boy is all right," he said to his cashier. "I am glad that Andrew Mallison brought him to me." "Jack Sagger was awfully angry at being discharged," said the cashier. "It was his own fault.
He was covered with dirt and the cold water felt anything but agreeable on such a frosty night as it chanced to be. "Don't you dare to crawl out of dat!" said Sagger. "If yer do we'll pitch yer in ag'in, won't we, fellers?" "Sure we will!" was the cry. "De next time we'll dump him in on his head!"
"Joe, I hear that Jack Sagger is going to make it warm for you," said Frank, one Monday afternoon. "I suppose he is angry because I got his position, is that it?" "Yes." "What is he going to do?" "I don't know exactly, but he'll hurt you if he can." "If he attacks me I'll do what I can to take care of myself," answered our hero. That afternoon he was sent out by Mr.
But our hero was too quick for him and ducked once more. Then he hit the bully in the ear and gave him another blow in the left eye. "Ouch!" roared Jack Sagger. "Don't! Oh, my eye!" "Have you had enough?" demanded Joe, who was commencing to warm up. "Pitch in, fellers!" came from Jack Sagger. "Throw him down!"
Fire!" cried Constable Stickler, and scores of voices joined in the shout. "Come on! Come on!" yelled Mr. Sagger, as he stood in front of his store, fairly jumping up and down in his excitement. "The whole place will go if you don't hurry, boys!" "I wonder why he doesn't shout for the bucket brigade now?" asked Cole, as he steered the engine as close as he could to the flaming structure.
Drew, I'll be glad to get rid of Jack Sagger," said Frank Randolph. "What's your name?" he went on to our hero. "Joe Bodley." "Mine is Frank Randolph. I guess we'll get along all right." "I hope so, Frank," said Joe, and shook hands. There was a little more talk and then Joe left, to get his dress suit case and a few other things which belonged to him.
Jamesville folks can't laugh at us any longer for not having an engine. I'm proud to live in Lakeville, and I didn't use to be. Guess I'll run for mayor again." "I thought you said you wasn't going to," said Mr. Sagger quickly, as he knew he was pretty sure of the nomination, if the genial Mr. Appelby, whom everyone liked, did not enter the contest. "Well, I've changed my mind.
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