Leaves of Knowledge
told him that was what he wanted. Then he put the horses on a run, whipping them all the time, and turning corners our carriage would run on two wheels. The conductor seeing us coming at such a pace held the train a moment, no doubt thinking this was an elopement case, and, thanks to his kindness, and the driver's whip, we reached the train in safety, and made Butte that evening, just the same.
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