The Girl at the Halfway House - A Story of the Plains by Emerson Hough
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take their test in some other locality. Judge Bradley therefore became
more cheerful. "Goin' away, eh?" he said. "Where to?" "Out West," said Franklin, unconsciously repeating the phrase which was then upon the lips of all the young men of the country. "Out West, eh?" said the judge, with still greater cheerfulness. "That's right, that's right. That's the place to go to, where you can get a better chance. I came West in my day myself, though it isn't West now; an' that's how I got my start. There's ten chances out there to where there's one here, an' you'll get better pay for what you do. I'd advise it, sir--I'd advise it; yes, indeed." "I think it will be better," said Franklin calmly. "Hate to lose you," said the judge, politely--"hate to lose you, of course, but then a young man's got to make his way; he's got to get his start." Franklin sat silent for a few moments, musingly staring out of the window, and listening, without active consciousness of the fact, to the music of the singing bird which came from somewhere without. At length he rose and turned toward the elder man. "If you please, judge," said he, "get the committee appointed for to-night if you can. I'll take the examination now." "Yes? You are in a hurry!" "Then to-morrow I'll go over and say good-bye to my sister; and the |
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