Vietnam or Thailand ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
Updated: June 5, 2025
"How do you know he isn't?" Ford laughed. "Because Dick wouldn't let him get that near. He knows Hello; I wonder what your good uncle wants of us." Mr. Colbrith was standing up in his place in the leading buckboard and making signals to the rear guard of two. Ford shook the reins over his broncos and drove around.
Ford had attacked it with his eyes open, as he did most things; and he was not without a suspicion that President Colbrith, of the Pacific Southwestern, had known to the full the hopelessness of the mountain line when he dictated the letter which had cost one of the great Granger roads its assistant engineer in charge of construction, transferring an energetic young man with ambitions from the bald plains of the Dakotas to the snow-capped shoulders of the Rockies.
He resigned at once by wire to the executive committee in New York, and two days later he took a steamer from Galveston for nobody knows where; health trip doctor's orders Leckhard said. I sent Frisbie over to be acting manager of the system, pending the president's er recovery from his sudden illness. Leckhard says the New York people are burning the wires trying to get word to Mr. Colbrith."
For the typically American success of the Southwestern's dramatic upward leap to the rank of a great railway system, President Colbrith has the name and the fame.
"We are in for it now," he said with a grimace of dismay. "If Mr. Colbrith doesn't manage to queer the whole deal, it will be because he has suffered a complete change of heart." Ford answered the grimace with a scowl, and the masterful side of him came uppermost. "What in the name of common sense were they thinking of to send him out here?" he gritted. The general counsel laughed.
Ford bowed and laid his hand on the door. "You are still the president of the Pacific Southwestern, Mr. Colbrith, and while you remain president " The old man's pride of office took fire like tow in a furnace. "What do you mean by that, Mr. Ford? Make yourself clear, sir!" he quavered.
The offices of McVeigh and Mackie, brokers and financial agents, are in Broad Street, and the windows of the room used for board meetings look down upon the angle where beats the money pulse of the nation. Ford had successfully resisted the temptation to lobby for his scheme during the one-day interval between his conference with Mr. Colbrith and the date of the called meeting of the directors.
President Colbrith sat up very straight in his chair; two or three of the anxious ones opened on Ford with a rapid fire of questions; and Brewster, the copper magnate, sat back and chuckled softly in his beard. "No, gentlemen; there is no change in the situation, so far as I know.
"It's you for the hustle now, Ford," said Adair, linking arms with the engineer when the quartet left the bank. "How soon do you think you can get that first train-load of grain in transit?" "I wish I could tell you," said Ford. "Why can't you?" "Because it will depend very largely upon the authority Mr. Colbrith or the board sees fit to give me.
"He paid only twenty cents for his half of the Alicia; he told me so himself. At two hundred he'd clear ninety thousand; a magnificent amount for so young a man!" "Ford doesn't care anything about money. You can't move him that way." "Well, then, find him for me and I'll I'll apologize," said Mr. Colbrith, pressed now to the last extremity. "He doesn't want your apologies, Uncle Sidney.
Word Of The Day
Others Looking