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Rh this afternoon and I'll make a sketch and you can show it to your friend. I'm only sorry I'm not doing it for you chaps."

"Well, you will be, in a way," replied Fudge very gravely. "You see, that pennant's to go to the fellow making the most points in the Springdale meet, and it's as good as mine right now!"

Two days later there was a new pianist at the moving picture theater, for Mr. Addicks was busy with level and pole on a piece of work that would occupy him at least a fortnight. And while there had been no promise of further employment, the surveyor was pretty certain that Mr. Brent meant to keep him at work for some time to come. In any case, he had made his start, and the false mustache reposed nowadays on the wall of his room surrounded by the penciled features of a villainous-looking individual whom he called "Edward Hurley, the Noted Train-Robber." A card appeared in the Reporter announcing that Myron Addicks, Civil Engineer, was at the service of the public, and a neat black-and-gold sign was hung outside the entrance to the building. Later still Mr. Addicks rented the adjoining room and used it for an office and workshop. Gradually it assumed a most business-like appearance. A long table held fascinating drawing instruments and