Owen Clancy's Happy Trail; Or, The Motor Wizard in California

or Ferguson asked, as the young mo

reply, "every time I make a move, but I gue

alebone, and a little nick like that can't put you on the ret

then sank back in his own seat with the air of one

nything, doc," said Clancy apprehe

got in front of that bullet. We kept you in bed for a week, and now you have been on your feet for another week. So far as the wound is concerned, Clancy, you are all right, but s

cy. "Why, you just spoke of th

ourly. "Something took place between you and your partner,

y sti

Ferguson," he answered, "and I don

omplete recovery. I'm asking questions and talking from the standpoint of your physician. If I kn

ewdness. Yet he had no intention of re

a check and had absconded with that money, and with all the cash assets of the firm of Clancy & Wynn. Only two or three knew how Clancy had trailed Wynn t

between the two partners. In this instance, howe

en generous with him, in fact, far beyond his deserts. This was not particularly on Wynn's account, b

t make her a home in her declining years. Clancy had not the heart to tell the old lady th

tween the two partners, all the greater because Wynn's forgery, and defalcation had wiped out all

. And he was anxious that Wynn should have another chance, without letting t

cy. "I'll bet all the fretting I do won

y from things for a while. Take the Happy Trail, Clancy, and run it out. I

echoed Clancy

lemnly. "It takes you out of yourself, gives you new scenes and experiences,

to it!" s

might be a mighty miserable one for me, and vice versa. You'll have

hed Clancy, getting up to leave. "You tell me wh

s you are with me," grow

nd the whole force of employees moving the repa

the establishment belonging to him and Wynn. He had consummated this deal for ten thousand dollars, paying three thousand dollars down and getting time on th

he had bought. Judge Pembroke, a friend of Clancy's, did the negotiati

d an option on the Red-star establishment for four thousand dollars. So Clancy had financed the tot

entered the garage, Lafe turned abruptly on his he

. "Why do you take pains to avoid me, all the time?

fering filled

d a forger, only saved from the penitentiary by your generosity. It isn't a pleasant thoug

you are able, you can pay me back my ju

rs, Owen. I can't feel like this for years without going crazy. If I could fi

bably got rid of the money by this time. There were two to help him spen

y fiction about needing money to save him from dishonor–and Lafe had covered himself with dishonor in order to help Gerald. No sooner had Lafe secured the money than he an

muttered Lafe, "and I've got to do it soon. My c

partner curiously

y millstones around each other's neck. You can't look at me without thinking you owe me the biggest par

shakes," said Wynn. "Kick me out. I haven

wizard sho

he sake of your mother, who thinks so much of you. We've got to allow a little time, you know, for us to get back on

with a telegram. He knew the motor wi

you, Mr. Clan

sage, tore it open, read

cried, "here's

ou mean?"

ll from Hiram Hill.

id he, "I remember Hir

was more or less of a joke–and I haven't any positive information yet that it isn't–but here's a message asking me to come to L

den determination in

e old Rockwell garage. It will give you plenty to occupy your mind. While you're hard

e is the Happy Tr

feeling differently, and I expect to be feeling differently myself. This afternoon I am starting for the Pacific coast, and if Hiram and I, between us, c