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The Boomtown Spike told in each issue how the men of the chain and compass were pushing westward; but still they did not come, and the settlers' hopes of getting their claims filed before winter grew fainter. The mass of them had planned to take claims in the spring, live on them the required six months, "prove up," and return East for the winter.
The curves of her muscular arms showed through her sleeve. "It's all-fired lonesome fr me out there on that claim, and it ain't no picnic f'r you here. He smiled, and so did she. He felt encouraged to say: "An' there we be, as snug as y' please. We're close t' Boomtown, an' we can go down there to church sociables an' things, and they're a jolly lot there."
Early in the gray and red dawn of a March morning in 1883, two wagons moved slowly out of Boomtown, the two-year-old "giant of the plains." As the teams drew past the last house, the strangeness of the scene appealed irresistibly to the newly arrived immigrants. The town lay behind them on the level, treeless plain like a handful of blocks pitched upon a russet robe.
"How do you like baching it?" "Oh, don't mention it!" entreated Rob, mauling the dough again. "Come in an' sit down. Why in thunder y' standin' out there for?" "Oh, I'd rather be where I can see the prairie. Great weather!" "Im-mense!" "How goes breaking?" "Tip-top! A leette dry now; but the bulls pull the plow through two acres a day. How's things in Boomtown?" "Oh, same old grind."
The one coach was scantily filled with passengers, mainly poorly clothed farmers and their families. A young man seated well back in the coach was looking dreamily out of the window, and the conductor, a keen-eyed young fellow, after passing him several times, said in a friendly way: "Going up to Boomtown, I imagine." "Yes if we ever get there." "Oh, we'll get there.
A young man seated well back in the coach was looking dreamily out of the window, and the conductor, a keen-eyed young fellow, after passing him several times, said, in a friendly way: "Going up to Boomtown, I imagine." "Yes if we ever get there." "Oh, we'll get there. We won't have much more switching. We've only got an empty car or two to throw in at the junction." "Well, I'm glad of that.
It may have been the boomtown atmosphere I have already mentioned or because at the same time I got my weekly salary; at any event, moved by an unaccountable impulse I took the two checks to a barbershop where, perhaps incongruously, a wellknown firm of Los Angeles stockbrokers had quartered themselves.
If I may anticipate the order of events, it appeared next day in almost recognizable form under the heading, ABNORMAL GRASS TO DIE SOON, SAYS ORIGINATOR. The small city of Pomona was swollen to boomtown size by the excursion there of so many enterprises forced from Los Angeles.
'Corn seems to be pretty well for-ward," he continued in a louder voice as he walked away, still gazing into the air. "Crops is looking first-class in Boomtown. Hello! This Otto? H'yare y' little scamp! Get onto that horse agin. Quick, 'r I'll take y'r skin off an, hang it on the fence. what y' been doing?" "Ben in swimmm'. Jimminy, ain't it fun! when 'd y' get back?" said the boy, grinning.
Some of the girls went back never to return; others settled in Boomtown, with intent to visit their claims once a month through the winter; but a few, like the Burkes, remained in their little shanties, which looked still more like dens when sodded to the eaves. The Clayton girls flitted away to Wheatland, leaving the plain desolately lonely to Bailey.
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