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"Baldwin fa'm?" and the station-agent scratched his ear. "Oh, you mean out on the Winterbottom Road, hey? 'Beout two mile." "And Mr. Sturgis's freight?" "Nawthin' come fer that name," said the agent, "'less these be them." He indicated four small packages in the baggage-room. "Oh no," said Ken, "they're big things beds, and things like that. Well, please let me know if they do come. I'm Mr.
Donovan knew nothing definite about Monte Carlo, but he would have liked to back up against some of those New York contractors on their own grounds. "Hi! There she goes. Good luck!" cried the station-agent, swinging his hat with gusto. The yacht swam out gracefully. There was a freshening blow from the southwest, but it would take the yacht half an hour to reach the deep-sea swells outside.
And she's as casual a visitant here as if she had floated down on one moonbeam and would float back on the next." "She'll have to, to get out of here if this rain keeps up," observed the station-agent grimly. "I wish she would," returned Miss Van Arsdale. "Is she in your way?" "I shouldn't mind that if I could keep her out of yours," she answered bluntly.
"Please, sir," she smiled up at him like a beseeching angel, "what did you do that kept us all talking and speculating about you for a whole week, though we didn't know your name?" "I sat right on my job as station-agent at Manzanita and made up lists of the killed and injured," answered Banneker dryly. "Station-agent!"
It was like an animal in pain and panic. For a brief instant the station-agent halted at the door to assure himself that the call was stationary. It was. Also it was slightly muffled. That meant that the train was still in the cut. As he ran to the key and sent in the signal for Stanwood, Banneker reflected what this might mean. Crippled? Likely enough. Ditched? He guessed not.
Well, that shack wasn't quite what I expected! But I mustn't run ahead of my story, Matilda Anne, so I'll go back to where Dinky-Dunk and I got off the side-line "accommodation" at Buckhorn, with our traps and trunks and hand-bags and suitcases. And these had scarcely been piled on the wooden platform before the station-agent came running up to Duncan with a yellow sheet in his hand.
Harrison's father, so he told her, had been a station-agent of a little town in one of the wildest portions of the mountains; he himself had begun as a railroad surveyor, and had risen step by step by constant exertion and watchfulness. It was a story of a self-made man, such as Helen had vowed to her aunt she could not bear to listen to; yet she did not find it disagreeable just then.
Greenough, the city editor, with a request that he give you a trial you'll be expected to subordinate every personal interest and advantage to the interests and advantages of the paper, except your sense of honor and fair-play. We don't ask you to give that up; and if you do give it up, we don't want you at all. What have you done besides be a hobo?" "Railroading. Station-agent."
"Out of many instances of answered prayer I will tell the following one: In August, 1874, I wished to go to Lowell, a distance of some thirty miles, or more. I had no money, and did not know how to get there. I asked the station-agent and the conductor, but each refused, saying it would not be consistent with their duty.
The station-agent came out, carrying a chair which he set down in the sunniest corner of the platform. He looked to be hardly more than a boy, but firm-knit and self-confident.
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