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- Author: Wyn Roosevelt
- Publisher: CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform
- Year: 2014
- Pages: 96
- ISBN-10: 1500534013
- ISBN-13: 9781500534011
- Format: 15.2 x 22.9 x 0.5 cm, softcover
- Language: English
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"Would you like to ride on the engine, Jim?" asked the engineer of the south bound train. "Nothing would suit me better, Bob," replied Jim Darlington. "I guess you can drive this black horse," nodding towards the locomotive, "as well as you did the 'four' that you drove back in Kansas across the plains, when we were boys," and Jim grinned. "Nothing like the real horse," replied Bob Ketchel, "but I can manage this fire eater all right, too." "Trust you for that," agreed Jim heartily. "We will be pulling out in about five minutes," remarked Ketchel; "the tourists in the eating house are just swallowing their pie now with an anxious eye on the conductor. Hope they don't choke." "I'm already, Bob," said Jim. "No, you're not," replied Ketchel; "go back to your luxurious caboose and get your heaviest coat and your trusty revolver; we might see some game going through the Pass," and Bob winked wisely at his "boyhood" friend. "Don't pull out until I get back," warned Jim, as he started on a trot toward one of the rear Pullmans, called a "caboose" by the flippant Bob.
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- Author: Wyn Roosevelt
- Publisher: CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform
- Year: 2014
- Pages: 96
- ISBN-10: 1500534013
- ISBN-13: 9781500534011
- Format: 15.2 x 22.9 x 0.5 cm, softcover
- Language: English English
"Would you like to ride on the engine, Jim?" asked the engineer of the south bound train. "Nothing would suit me better, Bob," replied Jim Darlington. "I guess you can drive this black horse," nodding towards the locomotive, "as well as you did the 'four' that you drove back in Kansas across the plains, when we were boys," and Jim grinned. "Nothing like the real horse," replied Bob Ketchel, "but I can manage this fire eater all right, too." "Trust you for that," agreed Jim heartily. "We will be pulling out in about five minutes," remarked Ketchel; "the tourists in the eating house are just swallowing their pie now with an anxious eye on the conductor. Hope they don't choke." "I'm already, Bob," said Jim. "No, you're not," replied Ketchel; "go back to your luxurious caboose and get your heaviest coat and your trusty revolver; we might see some game going through the Pass," and Bob winked wisely at his "boyhood" friend. "Don't pull out until I get back," warned Jim, as he started on a trot toward one of the rear Pullmans, called a "caboose" by the flippant Bob.
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