The Young Engineers in Arizona - Laying Tracks on the Man-killer Quicksand by H. Irving (Harrie Irving) Hancock
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arrived and the young railroad engineers were also most heartily
welcomed. "Our meal time is nearly over, but I'll have something special cooked for you right away, gentlemen," cried young Carter, bustling about, his eyes aglow. "Before you get that meal ready," said Pritchard, drawing young Carter aside, "I want to ask you whether any man can ever be driven from this hotel, just for being decent?" "He certainly cannot," replied Proprietor Carter with emphasis. "Live up to that, son," advised the drummer, "and I half suspect that you'll prosper." The meal finished, the three men from the railroad camp took leave of their new salesmen friends, mounted and rode back to camp. "The snakes are not all dead yet," mused Tom quizzically, as, in riding through the "tough" street again they heard hisses from open windows at which no heads appeared. "There's a letter here for you, Mr. Reade," announced Foreman Payson, who was sitting alone in the office. "Who brought it?" "I don't know his name. Never saw him before. He rode out here on horseback." |
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