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The Motor Boys on the Pacific; Or, the Young Derelict Hunters

Chapter 10 AT THE SEABURYS'

Word Count: 2253    |    Released on: 04/12/2017

s and the professor got back, and there was a big cr

Ned. "Come on, watch 'em.

he made a dive for the dining car

couldn't eat when there's any excitement going on.

I." sai

ad sunk quite deeply into the ground. The jacks were small, but one man worked the handle, which pumped water from one part of it to

eculiar shaped pieces of iron, so arranged that when the locomotive was pul

xed. Then word was given the engineer of the relief train to b

ed the foreman of

" replied t

very detail of the task. They wanted to see whether the locomotive would take to

d the foreman to the engi

groanings from the derailed engine as if it objected to being pulled a

everybody!" cr

ng up, using the back of his

goes!" was

ve a sort of shudder and shake, mount the inclined pieces of iron

gers, in recognition of a

e foreman. "Now boys, hustle, and we'll ge

aged engine was switched off to one side, some rails, which had been displaced w

he conductor. "All abo

n had to proceed along rather slowly. But the boys did not mind this, as they had plenty

ere as soon as they expected to, as Professor Snodgrass wanted to call on a scie

three chums had put up. "My friend says the vicinity of San Felicity, where you are going

ing morning, traveling through a stretch of country where it seemed as if it was always summer. Back home there

e sweetly-scented air, as he stuck his head from the

ding it," said Jerry.

me to a southern climate. There seemed to be no one at the little railroad station, at which they were the only passengers to leave the train. The train baggage man p

now, Nellie wrote that we were to take a stage to get to their hou

e. "What noise is that? It sounds as if it might be a h

d more like some one s

ice," and he looked in an open window, on the shady side of the platform.

ofessor. "I took him for a horned

"He's sound asleep. Even th

influence in the four pairs of eyes, for the man suddenly awakened with a s

sh tickets? If you do, I regret to inform you that the only train for the day ha

e want to find the way to Mr. Nathan Seabury's hous

here. He seldom comes to meet the train, as there are very few travelers. Wil

saying "mananna" which means "to-morrow," for the Mexicans have a lazy habit of putting off un

answered the agent, but in no unfriendly manner. "V

?" questi

an. You will find him a ver

ng's slow down here," s

e, walked to the end of the platform, a

is kept. I will call, and

ght strain his voice, that it did not seem as if he could be hear

taking his noon nap. I'l

as though that was a strange thing. "If he would wait an hou

aid Ned. "We've g

nt back into his little office to resume

lled, as he approached

e, and a small Chinaman jumped down from the stage seat, where, under the shade of the shed he had been

n. "Me glive you click lide. M

Jerry with a laugh, as he saw the stage which the Celestial backed o

r, who had remained on the platform. "I guess it's s

ickness that was in surprising contrast to the indolence

Me know Mlister Seablury. Him number one man, top-slide," which wa

else. The Chinese yelled at them in a queer mixture of his own language, Mexican and American. He belabored them with a whip, and yanked on t

go any faste

began jumping up and down in his seat, as if that would help matters any. He redoubled his yells and

while you're here," suggested the professor. "You ca

idst of a beautiful garden, and a long walk led up to the house, around which was an adobe wall, with a

e stage drove up. He was a colored man,

anything else in this count

negro helper," said Ned. "Hello

colored man sat up suddenly, rubbing his

ht sight of

exclaimed. "Ef it ain't dem moto

u, Ponto?"

t stage! It'll fall apart in anoder minute! Go long outer heah, yo' yellow trash!" and Ponto sh

aid Jerry, and settled with the

sleepy country, dat's what 'tis, fer a fact. I'se gittin' in turrible lazy habits sence I come heah. But come on in. Massa Seabury, he'll be powerful glad t' see yo'. S

glad cry from the shrubbery. Then there came a rush of s

so glad you came! Welcome to 'The Next Day'! That's what we've christened our bungalow, i

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