"I wonder what those young hoodlums are looking at." He slowed down his car to a crawl. At the corner of a five story apartment building a dozen or more of flashily dressed youths stood staring upward. From time to time one or the other of them might have been heard shouting something. Stopping his car, the Captain stepped out. Johnny followed. To their astonishment, they saw clinging to the bricks of the corner, and near to the very top of the building, a huge youth with a thick crop of hair. He was tossing his mane, laughing and roaring like a gorilla, which he resembled slightly. "Come down from there!" the Captain thundered. "Come and get me," the youth roared back. "Come down!" The Captain threw open his coat, revealing his star. "Oh! All right, I'll come." The young giant's face sobered. The crowd of flashily dressed youths vanished. At the same time a square of paper came fluttering to the pavement. Apparently it had fallen from the climber's pocket. Johnny picked it up and read: "Gunderson Shotts, 22 Diversey Way. Everybody's Business." "Why that," he said with a start, "must be the young savage with a stout heart who helped us out of a jam last night. Don't be too hard on him, Captain." Hastily he outlined the night's adventure with the runaway balloon, and the part this youth had played. "I'll not be too hard on him," the Captain promised. "In fact I think this may be the changing point in his career. Stranger things have happened. "What's your name?" he demanded as the young giant reached the pavement. "Gunderson Shotts, that's my name." The youth grinned broadly. "But they call me Spider. I can climb, climb just anything at all." "Spider," Johnny thought, "it's a name that will stick. Looks like a giant spider, long arms, long legs, hairy head, big eyes. Spider." He chuckled. "Don't you know," the Captain demanded of the one who called himself Spider, "that you're likely to break your neck?" He examined the lay of the bricks that had given the boy only an overlapping half inch at intervals of a foot, on which to cling and climb. "And if you fell, you'd like as not kill someone else in that fall." "They dared me, these--" He looked about in surprise. "Why! Where are they?" "They've blown," the Captain replied dryly. "Hawks go flapping away fast enough when a hunter comes round a corner. They're a bad lot, and this is no place for a lad like you. Hop into the car." "You--you're not going to take me to the station!" Spider's cheeks paled. "No," the Captain laughed, "not the station. Just to a shack we have for a hangout. We eat there sometimes. Like to eat?" "Do I? Try me!" The young giant grinned at his captors broadly. "We will." "Have much luck minding everybody's business?" the Captain asked as they paused for a red light. "Not much," the big boy chuckled, "but what's a fellow to do? No one would let me work for him, so I went to work for everybody."