sleep," Wig said.

"Let's make some turnovers first," Pee-wee said.

"All right, _you_ make them," I said.

Then followed a big chunk of silence.

All of a sudden Connie started singing:

"We stood on the bridge at midnight."

"Keep your feet off me," I said; "what do you think I am? A door-mat?"

"Let's make up another verse," Wig said.

"Let's put Flimdunk in it!" Pee-wee shouted.

Pretty soon all of us were singing:

"We stood on the bridge at midnight,
We stood on the bridge at midnight,
We stood on the bridge at midnight."

Then somebody sang:

"We came near getting a bunk,
We came near getting a bunk."

Then we all sang:

"We stood on the bridge at midnight,
We came near getting a bunk;
We came near getting a bunk;
We came----"

"We flashed them POTS!" Pee-wee yelled.

"Now we're on our way to Flimdunk," Westy said.

So pretty soon this is what we were all singing:

"We stood on the bridge at midnight,
We came near getting a bunk;
We flashed them POTS for an S--O--S,
Now we're on our way to Flimdunk."

Gee whiz, I have to admit we're a crazy bunch in our patrol.

CHAPTER XXXI

FLIMDUNK SIDING

After a little while, Pee-wee fell asleep, but the rest of us stayed
awake, because we wanted to see what kind of a place we were going to
stop at.

For about fifteen or twenty minutes the engine pushed us awfully slow,
then we stopped, and a couple of men went between our car and the engine
and did something to that long iron bar. We watched them from the
platform. Then one of the men went through our car to the other platform
and the other one stayed on the platform near the engine. Another man
started along the track with a lantern.

"The plot grows thicker," I said; "what's going to happen now?"

"Search me," Connie said; "look around and see if you see Flimdunk
anywhere--not inside the car, you crazy Indian."

I was looking inside the car for it.

"How could we tell it if we saw it?" Connie asked us.

"Can't you tell a village when you see one? It'll look like a young
town," Westy said.

"The fireman didn't say anything about a town anyway," I told them; "he
just said Flimdunk Siding."

"Maybe that man is swinging the lantern so the town can get off the
track," Wig said; "anyhow, I bet something is going to happen."

It was pitch dark all around, except that the headlight of the
locom