The Circus Boys in Dixie Land; Or, Winning the Plaudits of the Sunny South

by Edgar B. P. Darlington

  CHAPTER XX

  DISASTER BEFALLS THE FAT LADY

  "Help, help! Oh, help!"

  "Coming," shouted Teddy Tucker, leaping from the platform of thesleeping car where he had been lounging in the morning sun.

  The Fattest Woman on Earth was midway down the steep railroadembankment with the treacherous cinders slowly giving way beneathher feet, threatening every second to hurl her to the bottom ofthe embankment and into the muddy waters of a swollen stream thathad topped its banks as the result of the storm that haddisturbed the circus so much.

  The Sparling shows did not succeed in getting fully away fromthe island until the middle of the day following the eventsjust narrated.

  This made it necessary to skip the next stand, so the show ranpast that place, intent on making St. Charles, Louisiana,sometime that night.

  The train had been flagged on account of a washout some distanceahead, and while it was lying on the main track many of the showpeople took the opportunity to drop off and gather flowers out inthe fields near the tracks.

  The Fat Woman was one of these. She had found it a comparativelyeasy thing to slide down the bank further up the tracks, afterfinding a spot where she could do so without danger of goingright on into the creek below.

  But the return journey was a different matter. She had succeededin making her way halfway up the bank when, finding herselfslipping backward she uttered her appeal for help.

  "Stick your heels in and hold to it. I'll be there in a minute,"shouted Teddy, doing an imitation of shooting the chutes down theembankment, digging in his own heels just in time to save himselffrom a ducking in the stream.

  "There goes that Tucker boy, headed for more trouble," noddeda clown. "Watch him if you want to see some fun. Fat Marie isin trouble already, and she's going to get into more in abouta minute."

  Teddy picked himself up, and, running up behind the Fat Woman,braced his hands against her ample waist and began to push.

  "Start your feet! Start your feet! Make motions as if you werewalking!" shouted Teddy.

  Marie did not move.

  "Oh, help!" she murmured. "Help, help!"

  "Go on. Go on! Do you think I can stay in this position allday, holding up your five hundred pounds? My feet are slippingback already. I'm treading water faster'n a race horse can runright this minute."

  "I guess he's started something for himself all right," jeeredthe clown. "Told you so. Hey, there goes the whistle!The train will be starting. We'd better be making forthe sleeper."

  All hands sought a more suitable climbing place, hurried up therailroad embankment and ran for the train. A crowd gathered onthe rear platform, where they jeered at Tucker and his burden.

  "Come--come down here and help us out," howled Teddy."You--you're a nice bunch, to run away when a lady is in trouble!Come down here, I say."

  Just then the train started.

  Phil, at that moment, was up forward in Mr. Sparling's car, elsehe would have tried to stop the train; or, failing to do that,he would have gone to his companion's assistance.

  By this time Teddy had turned and was bracing his back againstthe Fat Woman, his heels digging into the shifting cinders in adesperate attempt to prevent the woman's slipping further down.

  "You'll have to do something. I'm no Samson. I can't hold theworld on my back all the time, though I can support a piece of itpart of the time. Do something!"

  "I--I can't," wailed the Fat Woman. "There goes the train, too.We'll be left."

  "No, we won't."

  "Yes, we shall."

  "No; we won't be left, 'cause--'cause we're left already. Wow!I'm going! Save yourself!"

  The cinders slipped from under Teddy's feet, and, with the heavyburden bearing down upon him, he was unable to get sufficientfoothold to save himself.

  The result was that Teddy sat down suddenly. Fat Marie satdown on him, and Teddy's yell might have been heard a longdistance away. Those on the tail end of the circus train saw thecollapse, then lost sight of the couple as the train rolledaround a bend in the road.

  Down the bank slid the Fat Woman, using Tucker as a toboggan,with the boy yelling lustily. Faster and faster did they slide.

  Suddenly they landed in the muddy stream with a mighty splash,Teddy still on the bottom of the heap. When she found herself inthe water Marie struggled to get out, and Teddy quickly scrambledup, mouth, eyes and ears so full of water that he could neithersee, hear nor speak for a moment. He was blowing like a porpoiseand trying to swim out, but the swift current was tumbling himalong so rapidly that he found himself unable to reach the bankonly a few feet away.

  Marie, screaming for help, floated down rapidly with the current.When finally Teddy succeeded in getting his eyes open hediscovered that she had lodged against a tree across the stream,where her cries grew louder and more insistent than ever.

  Teddy was swept against her with a bump. He frantically grabbedfor a limb of the fallen tree. As he did so his legs were drawnunder it, so that it required all his strength to pull himself upto the tree trunk.

  He sat there rubbing the water out of his eyes andbreathing hard.

  "Quick, get me out of here or I'll drown!" moaned the Fat Woman.

  "Drown, if you want to. I've got my own troubles justthis minute. What did you ever get me into this mix-up for?That's what I get for trying to be a good thing--"

  Marie's screams waxed louder.

  "All right. If you'll only stop that yelling I'll get you on dryland somehow. Can't you pull yourself up nearer the bank?"

  "No. My dress is caught on something."

  Teddy peered over, and, locating the place where she was caught,tried to free her. The lad was unable to do so with one hand,so, in a thoughtless moment, he brought both hands to the task.He lost his balance and plunged into the torrent head first, hisbody disappearing under the log. Teddy shot to the surface onthe other side, flat on his back.

  The Circus Boy did not shout this time. He was too angry todo so. He turned over and struck out for the bank which hewas fortunate enough to reach. Quickly clambering up, Teddysat down to repeat his process of rubbing the water out ofhis eyes.

  "Are you going to let me lie here and drown?" cried theFat Woman.

  "It looks that way, doesn't it, eh?"

  Teddy got up and hurried to her just the same. Throwing offhis wet coat he set to work with a will to get Marie out.The water was shallow and she managed to help herselfsomewhat, therefore after great effort Teddy succeeded intowing her to land. The woman was a sight and Teddy aclose second in this respect.

  "I'm drowned," she moaned as he dragged her out on the bank,letting her drop sharply.

  "You only think you are. I suppose you know what we've got todo now, don't you?"

  "N-n-n-no."

  "We've got to walk to the next stand."

  "How--how far is it?"

  "Maybe a hundred miles."

  "Oh, help!"

  As a matter of fact they were within five miles of St. Charles,where the Sparling show was billed to exhibit that afternoonand evening.

  "I'm afraid they'll miss you in the parade today, but what do youthink will happen if we don't reach the show in time for theperformance this afternoon?"

  "I--I don't know."

  "I do. We'll get fined good and proper."

  "It--it's all your fault, Teddy Tucker."

  Teddy surveyed her wearily.

  "If you'd held me up I shouldn't have fallen in and--and--"

  "Drowned," growled Teddy.

  "Yes."

  "And if you hadn't sat on me I shouldn't have fallen in, andthere you are. Now, get up and we'll find a place to climb upthe bank. We can't stay here all day and starve to death.Come on, now."

  "I--I can't."

  "All right; then I'll go without you." Teddy started away,whereupon the Fat Woman wailed to him to come back, at the sametime struggling to her feet, bedraggled and wet, her hair full ofsand and her clothes torn.
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br />   "If they'd only start a beauty show in the side top you wouldtake first prize," grinned the boy. "Hurry up."

  Marie waddled along with great effort, making slow headway.

  "We shall have to go further along before we can get up the bank.That is, unless you want to take the chance of falling into thecreek again."

  It was some distance to the place where the creek curved underthe railroad bed, and they would be obliged to go beyond that ifthey expected to get the Fat Woman out without a repetition ofthe previous disaster.

  After a while they reached the spot for which Teddy hadbeen heading.

  Marie surveyed the bank up which she must climb.

  "Can you make it?"

  "I--I'll try."

  "That's the talk. Take a running start, but slow up before youget to the top, or with your headway you'll go right on over theother side and down that embankment. You ought to travel with anet under you, but it would have to be a mighty strong one, oryou'd go through it."

  Marie uttered a little hopeless moan and began climbing upthe bank once more, but bracing each foot carefully beforethrowing her weight upon it. Teddy, in the meantime, had run upto the top where he sat down on the end of a tie watching theFat Woman's efforts to get up to him.

  "Oh, help!"

  "Help, help," mimicked Teddy.

  "I can't go any further, unless you come down here and push."

  "Push? No thank you. I tried that before. It would take asteam engine to push you up that bank, because you'd let theengine do all the pushing. You wouldn't help yourself at all."

  "I'll fall if you don't help me."

  "Well, fall then. You've got a nice soft piece of grass to landon down there. I'll tell you what I'll do."

  "What?"

  "I'll take hold of your hand if you'll promise to let go theminute you feel you're going to fall."

  "I--I don't want to let go. I want to hold on if I feel I'mgoing to fall," wailed Marie.

  "No, you don't. 'United we stand, divided we fall,'" quotedTeddy solemnly.

  "I'll promise; I'll promise anything, if you will come help me."

  Teddy rose and slid down the bank to her.

  "Give me your hand."

  Marie extended a fat hand toward him, which he grasped firmly.

  "Now gather all your strength and run for it. We'll be at thetop before you know it. Run, run, run!"

  The command was accompanied by a jerk on Marie's arm, andtogether they started plowing up the bank.

  "Here we are. One more reach, and we'll be on hard ground.Then--"

  "Help!" screamed Marie.

  Both her feet flew out. One caught Teddy, tripping him and downthey rolled amid a shower of cinders, both landing in a heap atthe foot of the embankment.

  "That settles it. I thought you were going to let go,"growled Teddy.

  "I--I couldn't."

  "You mean you didn't. Now, you can take your choice; go up thebank alone or stay here. I suppose I have got to stay here withyou, but I really ought to leave you. Somehow, I'm not meanenough to do it, but I want to."

  Teddy stretched out on the grass in the bright sunlight to dryhimself, for he was still very wet, while Marie sat downhelplessly and shook out her hair.

  They had been there for nearly two hours when the rails abovethem began to snap.

  "Guess there's a train coming. Just my luck to have it run offthe track and fall on me about the time it gets here."

  The sound told him the train was coming from the direction hisown train had gone sometime before.

  "It's a handcar," shouted the lad as a car swung around the bendand straightened out down the track.

  "Oh, help," wailed the Fat Woman.

  "Hey, hey!" Teddy shouted.

  Someone on the handcar waved a hat and shouted back at him.

  "It's Phil, it's Phil! They're coming for us, Marie,"cried Teddy. "Now, you've got to climb that bank unless you wantto stay here and starve to death. Let me tell you it's me forthe handcar and a square meal."

  Phil, hearing of his companion's misfortune, had requestedMr. Sparling to get him a handcar that he might go in search ofMarie and Teddy. This had been quickly arranged, and with threeItalian trackmen Phil had set out, he himself taking his turn atthe handle to assist in propelling the car.

  "What's happened?" shouted Phil, leaping from the car and runningdown the bank, falling the last half of the way and bringing upin a heap at the feet of Teddy Tucker.

  "That's the way we came down, a couple of times," grinned Teddy."Marie took a header into the creek and I went along.Got a rope?"

  "Yes, there's one on the handcar. Why?"

  "Marie can't get up the bank. You'll have to pull her up."

  The rope was hurriedly brought, and after being fastenedabout her waist, the Italians were ordered to pull, whilePhil and Teddy braced themselves against the Fat Woman'swaist and pushed with all their might. At last they landedher, puffing and blowing and murmuring for more help, atthe top of the embankment. She was quickly assisted to thehandcar, when the return journey was begun.

  "Next time you fall off a train, I'll bet you go to the bottomalone," growled Teddy. "The show ought to carry a derrickfor you."

  "Oh, help!" moaned the Fat Woman, gasping for breath as she satdangling over the rear end of the handcar.

  "We shall miss the parade, I fear," announced Phil consultinghis watch.

  "Well, I don't mind for myself, but I could weep that Fat Mariehas to miss it," answered Teddy soberly. "I don't like to seeher miss anything that comes her way."

  "She doesn't, usually," grinned Phil.

  After a long hard pull they succeeded in reaching the next townwith their well loaded handcar. With the help of Phil and Teddy,the Fat Lady was led puffing to the circus lot. The parade hadjust returned and the paraders were hurrying to change theircostumes, as the red flag was up on the cook tent. Mr. Sparlingsaw the Circus Boys and their charge approaching, and motionedthem to enter his office tent.

  "Where did you find them, Phil?"

  "At the bottom of a railroad embankment, about five miles back,according to the mile posts."

  "A couple of fine specimens you are," growled the showman."Well, Marie, what have you to say for yourself?"

  "I--I fell down the bank."

  "Pshaw! What were you doing on the bank?"

  "I got off to pick some flowers when the train stopped, and whenI tried to get back I--I couldn't."

  "Don't you know it is against the rules of the show to leave thetrain between stations?"

  The Fat Lady nodded faintly.

  "Discipline must be maintained in this show. You are finedfive dollars, and the next time such a thing happens I'lldischarge you. Understand?"

  "Help, oh help!" murmured Marie.

  Teddy was grinning and chuckling over the Fat Lady's misfortune.

  "And, young man, what were you doing off the train?" asked theshowman, turning sternly.

  "Me? Why, I--I went to Marie's rescue."

  "You did, eh?"

  "Yes, sir."

  "I reckon it will cost you five dollars, too."

  The grin faded slowly from Teddy's face.

  "You--you going to fine me?" he stammered.

  "No, I'm not going to. I already have done so."

  "It doesn't pay to be a hero. A hero always gets the sharp endof the stick. But who's going to pay me for the clothesI ruined?"

  Mr. Sparling surveyed the boy with the suspicion of a twinkle inhis eyes.

  "Well, kid, I reckon I shall have to buy you a new suit, at that.Marie!"

  "Ye--yes, sir," responded the woman.

  "Go downtown and see if you can find some new clothes that willfit you. If not buy two suits and splice them together."

  "Yes, sir; thank you, sir."

  "Have the bill sent to me. Tucker, you do the same.But remember, discipline must be maintained in this show,"warned the owner sternly.