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"Send me a letter to Duluth," he said, on parting, and Dave promised to do so. "I'll tell you what we might do," said Dunston Porter. "We can take a trolley trip to Niagara Falls and come back on a train. We have plenty of time." "Oh, yes, I'd like to see Niagara!" cried Jessie, clapping her hands.
"Every large city in the United States has its beautiful section," remarked Dunston Porter. They were soon in Lincoln Park, and here a stop was made to look at the animals in the Zoo. The young people had a good deal of fun with the monkeys, and with a couple of bears that stood up to box each other. Five o'clock found the party back to the depot, ready to board the train once more.
"I wish we could get him some sort of regular employment and give him a chance to go to school," said Dave. "Let us ask Uncle Dunston about it. He knows quite a number of people in Chicago." "If you want to do something for me, I'll tell you what," said Charley, eagerly. "I need a new pair of shoes." And he looked down at his foot coverings, which were full of holes.
They were to take a local train to Buffalo and change at that city for Chicago. Ben Basswood decided to go with them as far as Buffalo, so there would be quite a party. The boys gathered their things together and were ready to start a full day beforehand. The buying of railroad tickets and berths in the Pullmans was left entirely to Dunston Porter.
"He thought we'd have to sleep in the seats, and when the porter came and made up the berths he was the most surprised man you ever saw." "And where is he now?" asked Jessie. "In a home for aged sailors. Father and Uncle Dunston have seen to it that he is comfortably cared for." "I must visit him some day," said Laura. "Just think! if it hadn't been for him we might never have met, Dave!"
Dunston Porter had found some congenial spirits in the smoking-compartment of the car and spent a good deal of his time there. He met a man who had done considerable hunting in the West, and the two "swapped yarns," as Mr. Porter said afterwards.
Fix that game for to-morrow or next day, and I'll be on hand." Dunston and Holt paid the few shillings they owed, and went out. Hare did not move. He looked anxious, almost annoyed. "It is exceedingly ridiculous how circumstances pass beyond a man's control occasionally," he protested. "Am I right in assuming that until this evening neither Bower nor Dunston was known to you, Mr. Spencer?"
"Nothing I should like better," he was saying. "Are you tired? If not, bring your friend to my rooms now. Although I have been in the train all night, I am fit as a fiddle." "Let me see. I left him in the smoking room with our padre " It was Dunston who spoke; but Bower broke in: "Oh, keep the clergy out of it! They make such a song about these things if they hear of them."
"He is the driver I told you of, the man who took the wheel off my carriage during the journey from St. Moritz," she explained. "Oh, of course. How stupid of me to forget! But, by the way, did you mention his name?" "No, I think not. Someone interrupted me. Mr. Dunston came and spoke to you " He laughed gayly and drew in deep breaths of the keen air.
"Where will you get dinner, Uncle Dunston?" "At the International." "All right I'll be there before long," answered Dave, and sprang to the ground. "But what's up?" cried Phil. He could see that his chum was much disturbed. "I I can't tell you, Phil. But I'll be back before you finish your dinner."
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