A League of Three: Boy's Detective Stratagems — page 48: what you’re looking at

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a A LEAGUE OF THRER. « ‘ \ ‘ ) ; j n ' ' o ‘” en 5 ‘ 4 Pd . a pa . wee Pa . A ‘S went rolling down together, over and over. The hall wag well illuminated, for it claimed to be an all-night house, in fact always open, and in the whirl the country boy was just able to distinguish blue clothes and brass buttons. He was not hurt when he and his tumbling companion reached the bottom of the steps. ‘The policeman, however, had not fared so well; he lay still while our hero rose to his fect and dashed into the street, and a passer-by seeing a man running in his shirt sleeves, carrying a bundle, set up the cry of “Stop thief!” “Great ginger!” ejaculated the fleeing youth, “now I am in for it;” for as he ran he could hear the pedestrian who had set up the cry clattering after him. “T must settle that fellow or he will have the whole town after me.” | The man was running at a furious rate. Madie darted from the sidewalk, just missed a swinging sign by a hair, but his pursuer was not so fortunate, and went head on against the sign and fell insensible to the gutter. But, alas! another man had joined in the chase and Madie, being in a poor neighborhood, turned dewn a side street, and he could hear shouts behind him, when suddenly there leaped ap from the very sidewalk, as it were, a lad who called: “Give me your hand, Chummie, give me your hand. T’ll tow yeu into port.” Our hero was so excited he hardly knew what he was doing and a friendly voice was pleasant to his ears. “What do you want?” he asked as he ran. “The cops are after you, eh, Chummie? Let me guide; I know a hiding place. We7ll give ’em the slip. It’s dark down here; they can’t see where we turn off.” Madie appeared to take in the situation. He recognized that a street gamin who knew all the coverts weil had come to his ald. “ All right,” he said, “you lead the way.” cGomicbook