railway-grading

Updated: August 4, 2024

The hotel was hardly larger than the log shanty of a railway-grading camp; but the meat was edible, and just outside the door roared Bear Creek, which came down directly from Dome Mountain, and the young Easterner went to sleep beneath its singing that night.

Hamlin Garland - The Forester's Daughter: A Romance of the Bear-Tooth Range