What Might Have Been Expected by Frank R. Stockton
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"Well, neither can I," said Harry. "Den what's de use ob dat wire?" exclaimed Miles. "I thought you uns ud send de letters an' all ober dat wire? Dere's lots more letters dan telegrums." "I know that," said Harry, hurriedly; "but we can't send letters. Give the telegraphic messages, and you go back to the mines with the letters, and if there's anything in them that they want to telegraph, let them write out the messages, and you bring them over to Lewston's cabin." Harry took the telegrams, and old Miles rode off, very much disturbed in his mind. His confidence in the utility of the telegraph company was wofully shaken. By this time Harvey had arrived on a mule, and the two operators dashed away as fast as their animals would carry them. As they galloped along Harry shouted to Harvey, who kept ahead most of the time, for his mule was faster than Selim: "Hello, Harvey! If Miles couldn't get across, how can either of us go over?" "Oh, I reckon the creek isn't much up yet," answered Harvey. "Miles is easily frightened." So, on they rode, hoping for the best; but when they reached the creek they saw, to their dismay, that the water was much higher already than |
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