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In a moment the obliging boy’s head was surmounted by an empty tomato can, and under the aegis of “Whacker Brand” he became attendant to the circus manageress. Thus helmeted he stood and gazed at Betty as though the hinges of his jaw were loosening. The bottle went crash, and a furious yell informed the neighborhood that the Gang was “up to some new deviltry.” Moses was whistling a dismal discordant air in the backyard when the voice of his mother smote his ears. “That’s good news. Run ahead, boy, and show us the way. Fly, fly!”.