_THE CLERK._
When Teddy recovered from the vicious blow which had rendered him
unconscious he saw Dan lying on the ground beside him, but no one else
was near.
It was as if they had been fighting with phantoms of the brain, save for
the fact that both bore the most indisputable signs of having been
assaulted by beings of true flesh and blood.
One of Dan's eyes was closed as if by a violent blow, and Teddy bled
freely from the ear, the crimson fluid telling eloquently of the exact
location of that superior force which had caused so many stars to dance
before his mental vision.
"We got through with that part of it mighty quick," Dan said, ruefully,
as he rose to his feet. "There wasn't anything slow about the way they
struck out after we made fools of ourselves by running into them, eh?"
"I don't understand how it all happened. It wasn't more than three
seconds from the time I first saw them before there was a regular set
of fireworks dancing in front of my eyes."
"It so happens that they saw us first," Dan replied, as he rubbed his
head. "Those men were the thieves, and what I said showed them that we
were on the scent."
"Where are they now?"
"You'll have to ask that question of someone else," Dan said, with a
grimace of pain. "The last thing I know was when the tall fellow landed
one square on my nose, and before I recovered both were out of sight. We
have done harm rather than good, for now they know we overheard the
conversation, an' we'll be mighty lucky if this is all we get before the
fair comes to an end."
"Suppose we tell the police now?"
"What can you say to them? We heard those men talking about something
which may have had nothing to do with the robbery, and want to have them
arrested. On what grounds will we ask for a warrant? Besides, if Nathan
Hargreaves was my uncle, I would let him fight his own battles."
"But I owe him eighteen dollars."
"What of that? He wouldn't take a penny off if you got your head broke
while trying to find his money, and after all that has happened I think
we have good reason to let him severely alone."
"I'm willing to go back to the tent," Teddy said, as he began to feel
faint, and Dan aided him during the short walk, both staggering as they
came through the flap, meeting their host near the entrance, who asked,
sharply:
"What has been going on? I counted on helping a party of boys, rather
than giving my tent up to a lot of roughs, as you appear to be."
In the fewest possible words Dan explained what had happened, and in
addition told all the story of Teddy's losing his money, together with
the accusation made by Uncle Nathan.
"I'm sorry I said a word," and the proprietor of the museum did really
appear to be grieved. "It makes no difference whether you got a whipping
or not, the guilty parties are here, and you can count on my help in
turning them up."
"That's what I'm afraid we sha'n't be able to do," Teddy replied; "we
tried our best to-night, and got the worst of it."
"There is plenty of time between now and Saturday. I'll do all any man
can, an' it'll be strange if we don't get some proof before the fair
closes."
"How did you know we were out?" Dan asked.
"I saw you go, and there was no reason why I should kick; but I began to
be afraid you were up to something crooked. Now I know the whole story,
I'll do my best to help you out of the scrape. Go to sleep, and we'll
talk the whole matter over in the morning."
This was good advice, but not easily followed. Both the boys began to
feel the effects of the blows received from the thieves, and the pain
resulting therefrom was not conducive to repose.
They did manage to close their eyes in slumber now and then, however,
and when the day broke Mr. Sweet, the proprietor of the museum, was
standing ready to minister to their necessities.
"You haven't got exactly the right kind of faces to bring very big
business," he said, cheerily; "but I reckon we can make a change in the
general appearance. Use this plentifully as a bath, and before business
opens you'll be respectable members of society."
It was certainly necessary for them to do something toward improving
their appearance. Teddy's ear was swollen to nearly twice its natural
size, and Dan had an eye which was rapidly blackening.
Thanks to the application provided by the owner of the museum, these
evidences of a fight were rapidly reduced, and when Sam awoke they
looked little the worse for wear, although he readily discovered that
something serious had happened while he was wrapped in slumber.
"What has been goin' on?" he asked, suspiciously.
"Nothing much," Dan replied, with a forced laugh. "The goat walked over
us, and we're kinder used up, that's all. Are you ready to go to
breakfast?"
It was evident that Sam did not believe this explanation, but since he
said nothing more about it, the two actors in the previous night's
adventures held their peace; therefore it would not be in his power to
betray any secrets.
Breakfast was eaten at an early hour, and the young fakirs returned to
the grounds in time for Teddy to meet the first visitors.
Under Dan's instructions he continued to cry out:
"Here's where you can get a cane or a knife for nothing! Three rings for
five cents, and every time you throw it over the mark you get what you
ring! Three for five, and every cane or knife you ring is yours!"
It was yet too early for the exhibits to be opened, therefore Teddy had
the assistance of his friends in reclaiming the rings thrown, and after
nearly four dollars had been taken in with a loss only of a ten cent
cane, the amateur fakir began to understand that it would be necessary
for him to have a clerk.
"You're bound to do a good business this week," Dan said, at about eight
o'clock. "Sam and I must go now to attend to our own work, an' if you
see some fellow who can be trusted, I advise you to hire him, or
there'll be considerable trade lost, for when these people want to spend
their money they won't wait for you to hunt up assistants."
"Yes, I reckon there's more'n a thousand who are jest aching to see how
I can row in one of them dandy boats," Master Sam added; "but if you get
into any kind of a scrape, an' don't know how to get out, come to me.
I'll see you through, no matter how good business is."
These two friends and advisers had hardly left him when a particular
chum from the Run came up, and knowing he could be trusted, Teddy
immediately made a trade for his services.
Tim Jones accepted the offer of ten cents on each dollar which might be
taken in, and straightway engaged himself as Teddy's clerk, promising
faithfully to account for every penny he should receive.
"I know you are honest," the proprietor of the board said to his friend,
"and I want you to help me on the square, so I'm willing to give a fair
price, for I may have to be away a good deal of the time."
"You mean that Nathan Hargreaves is goin' to have you arrested?"
"Why do you say that?"
"Because he's tellin' around town at the Run that you know who robbed
his store, an' says he'll have a warrant out, if he has to go to
Waterville for it."
"That is where he's making a great big mistake, Tim; but if he should do
anything of the kind I expect you to do your best here," and Teddy spoke
very solemnly, for he really believed his uncle would succeed in having
him arrested. "I don't know positively who broke into his store; but Dan
an' I heard enough last night to make us believe we can find the thieves
if we have time to work it out."
"I'd let him hustle to get the stuff, if it was my pudding," Tim replied
with emphasis, and then as a party of young fellows bent on spending
money approached the board he began to cry, as lustily as might have
been expected from any old fakir:
"Here's where you get 'em, three rings for a nickel, and every cane or
knife you ring is yours; all for the small sum of five cents!"
Convinced that he had a capable clerk, who was willing to work hard in
order to earn an additional percentage, Teddy contented himself with
making change for the rush of customers, which continued unabated until
nearly ten o'clock and then came a lull, when he was able to watch the
other fakirs around him.
Up to this point business had continued in the most promising manner,
and if it held out as well there would be no difficulty in his paying
all the money he owed, even although there might be no very large
profit.
"I only want to get out square," he said to himself, while nursing his
injured ear; but this experience led him to believe it was possible to
do very much toward helping his mother, and already had he begun to
dream of large returns, despite the fifteen dollars out of which he had
been swindled.
It was just when his customers had gone to other parts of the ground,
and after Teddy had figured up the amount of money taken in, showing
that there was nearly eight dollars in the treasury with an offset only
of one twenty-cent knife and two ten-cent canes lost, that the young
fakir saw Hazelton standing some distance away beckoning to him.
"Look out sharp for things, Tim," he cried, as he vaulted over the
railing and ran to the side of the man whom he believed to be a friend.
"Did anything happen last night?" the latter asked.
Teddy told him the whole story, keeping back not one incident.
"I heard quite so much in the hotel where I board. It is Long Jim and
his partner who have done the job of which both you and I are accused.
As for your uncle, he isn't worth a minute's thought; but I'm going to
get to work, an' what he says may go against me, so you and I must turn
those fellows up if we can."
"Ain't your business honest?" Teddy asked, in surprise.
"Well, when we come right down to dots, I don't suppose it is. Watch me
when I leave here, and you'll have a chance to judge for yourself. I
may want to leave my satchel with you for a while, and I reckon you're
willing to take care of it?"
"Of course I am. I'll do anything you ask."
"Better wait and see the game first, but don't forget that we've got to
turn up the two men who whipped you and your friend last night, or stand
the chance of being hauled up for the robbery ourselves."
"Did you say anything to Uncle Nathan to make him think you would break
into his store?"
"No; I only played him for a jay, as you shall see me do with two or
three hundred of these smart fellows here, and he jumped down on me
because there was no one else on whom to fasten the crime. I've got to
go, now. Don't forget to hurry back to your cane-board when you see I'm
getting through with my first stand, for I want to leave my stuff with
somebody whom I can trust."