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"But do you really expect the rickety old engine'll go back on us before we get to that harbor you're heading for?" demanded Bumpus. "How can I tell?" Thad replied. "I'm doing everything I know of to coax it to be good.
Jowett's hand was pointing towards the Catholic church, from a window of which smoke was rolling. "There's going to be something to do there. It ain't a false alarm, Snorty." "Well, this engine'll do anything you ask it," rejoined Osterhaut. "When did you have a fire last, Billy?" he shouted to the driver of the engine, as the horses' feet caught the dusty road of Manitou.
The others exchanged magazines and yawned hopefully, whilst Acton took out his Kipling, and straightway forgot snow, home, and friends. The station master, and the driver, and the guard held an animated conversation round the engine. "Strikes me, Bill, the old engine'll never get t' top of t' bank to-night!" said the guard. "The snow must be terrible thick in Hudson's cutting."
But Peterson was now calm and much in his element, for a better skipper than he never sailed a craft on the Great Lakes. "I think she's going to blow great guns," said he, "and like enough the other engine'll pop any minute." "Yes?" I answered, stepping to the wheel. "In which case we go to Davy Jones about when, Peterson?" "We don't go!" he rejoined.
Jowett's hand was pointing towards the Catholic church, from a window of which smoke was rolling. "There's going to be something to do there. It ain't a false alarm, Snorty." "Well, this engine'll do anything you ask it," rejoined Osterhaut. "When did you have a fire last, Billy?" he shouted to the driver of the engine, as the horses' feet caught the dusty road of Manitou.
Come on, Bob; let's see what they've got for supper. That engine'll happen along directly, an' we'll be startin' hungry." Phil Acton was not ignorant of the different opinions that were held by the cattlemen regarding Honorable Patches. Nor, as the responsible foreman of the Cross-Triangle, could he remain indifferent to them.
"'Don't know nothin' 'bout an engine, you prairie hopper, says Wash, 'but I know you don't need no pole t' lift that thing. "'How'd you lift it then? says t'other. "'Why I'd jest catch holt an' lift, says Wash. "The gang like t' bust themselves laughin'. 'Why you blame fool, says the boas; 'do you know what that engine'll weigh?" "'Don't care a cuss WHAT she'll weigh, says Wash.
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