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"Look at his jaws, an' his shoulders " "An' his big feet, an' his soft throat, an' the clumsy thickness of his belly," interrupted the Kootenay man. "For Gawd's sake, man, take my word for it, an' don't put your money on the Dane!" Others thrust themselves between them. At first Kazan had snarled at all these faces about him.
The line makes the ascent in a series of great loops, and the sides of these, seen from above or below, appear to be straight lines. Revelstoke is one of the interesting places we pass; here a branch goes off to the Kootenay country, where there is splendid land and climate for fruit-growing alongside the great lakes. You ought to be beginning to know something about Canada now.
How are you? How are you? Sit down, Ben here, take this chair. Where on earth did you come from?" "Baxter just now Kootenay on the large scale," answered Ben. "Thought I'd come over and see you again. Didn't expect you'd remember me at all." "Remember you! Why, of course I do. I haven't ever forgot you, Ben. Many's the time I've wondered where you was and how you was getting on.
Nothing could stem the madness. You could pave Kootenay with the fortunes lost there or go to Klondike by the bones of the dead bleaching the trail. But behold the unexpected Effect! Adventurers from all the earth rushing to the gold mines passed over unpeopled plains of seeming boundlessness.
At this time my two younger sons, who had joined us at Petewawa in order to see their brother, enrolled themselves in the Royal Naval Motor Patrol Service, and had to return to Nelson, British Columbia, to settle their affairs. Near Nelson, on the Kootenay Lake, we have a large fruit ranch, managed by my second son, Reginald.
He would go back to the Kootenay, and he knew what he would do with his money. Jake Perkins and Wade Brown, two "pals" of his, were running a flourishing grocery and saloon combined. They would be glad of another partner with some cash. It would suit him to a T. "I'll clear out tomorrow," he mused as he walked back. "As long as I stay here old Stephen will haunt me, sure as fate.
As for the money, it may seem a pile to you, but we don't think anything more of a thousand or so in the Kootenay than you Greenvale folks do of a fiver not a bit more. We do things on a big scale out there." "But, Ben, are you sure you can afford it that you won't miss it?" "Pop sure. Don't you worry, I'm all right." "Bless you bless you!"
And with much shrieking of engines it seemed as if all the engines with their crews within a hundred miles had gathered to the celebration with loud thunder of exploding torpedoes, with tumultuous cheering of the construction gangs hauled thither on gravel trains, with congratulations of railroad officials and of the doctor, with the tearful smiles of the little nurse, and with grudging but finally hearty good wishes of the Superintendent, they had ridden off down the Kootenay Trail for their honeymoon, on their way to the Big Horn Ranch some hundreds of miles across the mountains.
The Nevada deputies have told you that he was acquainted with Symonds a fact unknown to me and I noticed on one or two occasions that he seemed to have acquaintances among the men tramping west to the Kootenay district.
We fortunately had one of these crosses of St. Francis at the ranch, and his sister the M. of these letters-sent it to him. It arrived safely, and he has worn it ever since. September 15th, 1916. DEAR FATHER: Your last letter to me was written on a quiet morning in August in the summer house at Kootenay.
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