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I cannot afford to have a boy around who is impudent." What the cashier said about the discharged lad was true. Jack Sagger was "mad clear through," and he attributed his discharge solely to Joe. "I'll fix dat pill," he said to one of his chums. "He ain't going to do me out of my job an' not suffer fer it." "What are you going to do, Jack?" asked the companion.
"You took my job away from me, an' I'm goin' to pay you fer doing it." "Mr. Drew had a perfect right to discharge you, Jack Sagger. He said you were impudent and he didn't want you around any more." "You can't preach to me, country! Do you know wot I'm goin' ter do?" "No." "I'm going to make you promise to leave dat job. Will yer promise?" "No."
Drew on an errand that took him to a neighborhood occupied largely by wholesale provision houses. As Joe left the hotel Jack Sagger saw him. "Dere's dat country jay now," said Sagger. "Now's your time to git square on him, Jack," said Nick Sammel, his crony. "Right you are, Nick. Come on." "Going to follow him?" "Yes, till I git him where I want him." "Going to mash him?" "Sure.
"Don't you dare do it!" cried Mr. Sagger to John and Tom. "We can put this out." "Why don't you do it, then?" inquired the owner of the hay. "You've been long enough at it. Here, I'll do it." He made a grab for the nozzle Tom held, and in doing so doused Mr. Sagger. "I'll have you arrested for that!" cried the butcher. "You done it on purpose!"
"The recent blaze in my lumber yard has confirmed an impression I have had for some time, and that is, that we should have a regular department in this village. I think, with all due respect to it, that we have outgrown the bucket brigade!" "That's right!" called some one from the rear of the hall. "The bucket brigade did good work," asserted Moses Sagger. "I know that," admitted Mr.
"There ain't more than half my hay burned. If I'd waited for that bucket brigade it would all be gone!" "That's not so!" cried Mr. Sagger. "We'd have had it out in five minutes, if those lads hadn't interfered with us." "That's right," added several men, who did not like the praise accorded to the young fellows.
"A walk will do me good after such a hearty supper," he told himself. "If I ride home I won't be able to sleep." At the corner the Sagger crowd was waiting for him. One gave a low whistle, and all slunk out of sight until Joe had passed. Several blocks had been covered when our hero came to a spot where several new buildings were in the course of construction.
"That's right, boys! Put out the fire!" cried Mr. Sagger. "I'll give you a hundred dollars if you save my shop!" From various directions came running the young members of the volunteer fire department. The bucket brigade was also on hand, and had formed a line from the town pump, which stood near the store, as close to the burning shop as they dared to go.
It's an honor to be mayor of a town with a good fire department." Mr. Sagger said nothing, but he thought much. No one could have wished for a better day than that of the parade and picnic. It was a trifle warm, but it would be cool in the grove near the lake. The boys were up early, attired in their new uniforms, and after an early breakfast headed for one or the other of the two engine quarters.
"It is this: That the boys are to be in charge of the regular department, just as they now are of the volunteer one!" "Hurrah!" cried Cole again, and his chums joined in with him. "My force " "Ain't the bucket brigade going to run things?" inquired Mr. Sagger. "With all due respect to that organization, they are not!" replied Mr. Bergman loudly.
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