wn," informed the stranger, gruffly.

"That's just the place for us! Get the name? W-a-l-k-e-r's lunch.
Zowie! Lead me to it!" cried Oole, a big, good-natured Hollander, who
played left tackle on the varsity. "Jus' give me a chance to feed my
face! Yah!"

After the fellows had partaken of a good meal they felt revived enough
to attend any fair, and inspired by Walker's lunch they walked another
half mile to the fair grounds.

Everything was going full blast when they arrived. Merry-go-rounds,
ferris wheels, confetti stands, lemonade and taffy booths, were all
reaping their harvests. Even the fat man was entertaining large
audiences. The fellows had a thoroughly good time and took in almost
every sight on the grounds. Judd had been kidded and made fun of until
he was followed about by a troop of youngsters who thought he was a
clown employed by the fair people. Judd was really embarrassed and
noticeably awkward.

At four o'clock the bunch were about to leave when Pole chanced to
sight a tent before which a big crowd had collected.

"What's over there, fellows? We haven't been in that tent yet. Let's
see what's up!"

Curiosity ruled the day and the bunch trooped over in front of the tent.

"Hump! Nothin' but a horse show!" scoffed Curns, disgustedly, "I'm
goin', fellows."

"Hold on, what's he saying?" cried Benz, calling attention to the man
on the platform.

The bunch grew attentive.

"Ladles an' gentlemen. Las' but not least we 'ave with us Dynamite,
the stubbornest donkey 'at ever lived! No human bein' has ever been
able to stick on Dynamite's back fer more than three minutes. To any
man who kin ride Dynamite fer ten minutes wid out gittin' thrown, this
here management offers the fab'lous sum o' twenty-five dollars!
Twenty-five dollars,--tink of it! Jes' fer ridin' Dynamite. 'At's
all. Seems easy, don't it? Las' performance Dynamite only throwed
three men an' one of 'em had a rib busted. Remember, this management
is not responsible fer no injuries or deaths resultin' from ridin'
Dynamite. If any man here wants ter tackle Dynamite he comes at his
own risk. The show begins in five minutes. Think it over, gents.
Here's an easy twenty-five bucks if you want it. But
remember,--Dynamite, ain't ever been ridden!"

"By the great hornspoons!" whispered Benz in Pole's ear. "Here's the
chance of our lives to have a circus with Judd. Let's get the rube to
tackle Dynamite. Of course he'll