Roger William Conant

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Roger William Conant Hiking Westward

There sounded the click of more levers, again the whir of the drums, followed by the snort of the engine, and the boys beheld one side of the car tip forward as the rear of the elevator platform rose, then the coal thundered against the shield, rattled into the shute, and, amid a cloud of black dust, shot through the hatch into the hold with a roar.
“Why, the coal car is on its side,” cried Ted, looking at the elevator. “It’s been turned up until it’s empty.”
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Roger William Conant Hiking Westward

As they reached the platform, they were joined by the conductor, who growled:
“Confound that agent, he is never here when he’s wanted. Just take this telegram and show it to him. Good-bye and good luck!” And waving his hand, the railroad man swung aboard the train, leaving the boys standing on the platform, alone in the wilderness save for their luggage.
In silence, Phil and Ted watched the train depart and, when they could no longer see it, turned to survey their surroundings.
Not a soul was to be seen, not even a house.
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Roger William Conant Hiking Westward

As she heard the words, Joy flushed.
“The men in Washington are just as good—from things I have read they must be better than those in the East, Miss Porter,” she exclaimed defiantly.
Elevating her eyebrows, Sallie was about to retort scathingly, when Ted, who knew his sister’s mannerisms, interposed:
“Joy is right, Sis. The men out here may not be quite so—er—polished as those back East, but their hearts are in the right place and you are perfectly safe with them—and you want to lay aside all your fool notions, or you won’t be popular.”
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