wrecking-track

Updated: June 16, 2025

In obedience to Lidgerwood's uplifted finger the brakes were applied, and the Nadia came to a full stop, with its observation platform opposite the end of the wrecking-track. A big man, in a soft hat and loose box dust-coat, with twinkling little eyes and a curling brown beard that covered fully three-fourths of his face, stood at the hand-rail. "Hello, Howard!" he called down to Lidgerwood.

Francis Lynde - The Taming of Red Butte Western