"Johnny, try that cab bell," he shouted, and the fire-boy sounded the big brass gong. "Why didn't you take it at Pee-Wee?" asked the old man, holding his temper beautifully. The driver lifted his torch and stared almost rudely into the face of the official in front of him. "Why, Mr. Skidum," said he slowly, "I didn't hear no signal." The superintendent was blocked.