“I tell you what it is,” said Mr. Newton on Larry’s return, “we’ll have to get up a new scheme. It takes too long to go from the hotel to the telegraph office. I wonder how we can save time.”
“I might run faster,” suggested Larry.
“No, you run fast enough now. I’m not finding fault with you.”
“I might hire a bicycle.”
“How do you mean?”
“Why, I mean I could get a wheel here, and take the copy in on that. I could also get out to the dam, and you could follow. Then you could write the stuff there and I could rush it to the telegraph office right from the scene.”
“Good idea!” exclaimed Mr. Newton. “We’ll do it. But can you ride a bicycle in this weather?”
“I guess so,” said Larry. “I’m pretty good on one. Besides the roads are hard, and the rain hasn’t hurt them much.”
That afternoon Larry made arrangements to hire a wheel, which he brought around to the hotel. He found that, though it was a trifle awkward to ride it with a rubber coat and big boots on, he could manage, but he did not make as fast time as he would have done otherwise.
“But it’s better than walking,” said Larry.