"About two miles away," decided the young fireman. "I must manage to stop them."
With considerable difficulty, Ralph secured sufficient dry wood and leaves in among some bushes to start a fire between the rails and soon had a brisk blaze going. The headlight came nearer and nearer. A locomotive halted. Ralph ran up to the cab.
It contained Griscom, the city fireman and two men armed with rifles. The old engineer peered keenly at the figure, quickly springing to the step of the engine.
"You, lad?" he cried heartily. "I'm glad of that. Where is the train?"
"About two miles further on beyond the trestle."
"And the pay car?"
"The robbers were in possession when I left them."
"Then they will get away with the safe!" cried the engineer excitedly.
"Hardly," observed Ralph, with a smile.
"Eh, lad, what do you mean?"
"What I say. Truth is, I saw what was coming. There was only one thing to do. There were tools in the car. I sawed a hole through the floor of the car, rolled the safe to it, and
