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Rh the distance. Then, just as they were nearing the top of a hill, the power died out completely.

"That ends it," sighed Phil. "Put on the brake, or we'll slide backwards. I don't see why they didn't keep the power on until this car came back."

"I've got a scheme," suggested Roger. "Can't we push the car to the top of the hill? It's only a few yards. Then we can run down the other side without power."

"Hurrah! saved again!" cried one of the crowd. "Come on, everybody!" And out of the car swarmed the club members, Murphy leading. Some got in the rear of the car, and the others on the sides, and all shoved with might and main.

"She's coming! Now, then, all together!" shouted Phil. "Push as if you meant it." And push they did, until the car reached the top of the grade and started to slide down the other side.

Then on they leaped once more, and swept downward, until the starting point came into view, where the trolley car was stopped at the exact point where they had got aboard.

The members of the club found the old motorman where they had left him.

"Now, listen," said Phil. "If we give you three dollars will you promise to keep quiet about this affair?"