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Bob Chester's Grit; Or, From Ranch to Riches

Chapter 8 BOB'S LUCK CONTINUES

Word Count: 1956    |    Released on: 01/12/2017

o work its mechanism so that he could drop it back when he wished to go to sleep, all the while eyeing

nown Mr. Pe

ob. "I only met

ve made a hi

think he i

old Perkins kind. If you could hear some of the men talk abo

o me," returned Bob, "and I like him. If his men were ho

er of the train crew going about his duty, prevented him from

ally closed his eyes, and gazed about him at the other passengers. But there was none

he train, the whirl of the wheels, and the occasional blast of the engine's whistle, told him that he was not dreaming, an

if he would have any difficulty in finding the home of the woman whose h

boy in a grocery store," he promised himself. But with the custom of looking only on the bright side of things, which is a fortunate habit of youth, he began to think of the good times he would have r

nderfoot," Bob exclaimed earnestly; "and I'll try and get

e, rather vague. And it was while holding imaginary conversations with ranchmen conjured from his brain, that his

ot at all, and as soundly as though he were in the bed at

which he covered the boy, as the chill of night settled on the car, and several times a

er having waited in vain for Bob to wake of his own

th the 'old man.' He is liable to send in any time for you now, and after you have

my face and hands? Doesn't t

ooked at Bob for a moment, and then ch

u been kept in a glass cage all your life? Don't

e I have ever taken a jour

are you

rst, and then o

w anything about travelling now, you will when you

swelling with pride, he continued: "I'm going on

ut there? Goi

N

ing it all in all, if I was you, I think I'd stay Ea

ing of the questioning, he said: "I thought you were going to show

nversation, the brakeman led him to the lavatory,

and wiped his face so vigorously that it almost shone. And no sooner had

? Mr. Perkins h

ob saw a negro clad in a

he darky, restraining the smi

, if that's what you m

to the dining-car, where Mr

elay, the negr

curiosity that were cast at him, Bob

guest approach, he arose, and with puncti

ou slept

have been awake now, if the brakeman ha

led the official. "What

thing, th

you let me o

ned with wide eyes as he heard the order for strawberries

with your approval?" smi

! Next to beans, I l

I know my sons at home

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ter's Gr

. Perkins watched him eat, he wondered what the boy's story could be, and from having

of his life and of the experiences of the day before that had resulted in the s

y every luxury that wealth and affection could give them, and he wondered if, were eithe

. Perkins sat in silence for severa

ill bring you success. Of course, you will probably be obliged to stand a good many hard knocks, but they won't hurt you, my boy. Hard knocks ar

world, contains a lot of bad men as well as good-only out West the bad men are

politely and with kindness, you will soon be able to determine who are the ones whose friendship is worth h

to you. And now, what do you propose to do, in case you don't find Mrs. Cameron? You know in big cities people often m

hem, I shall try to get some work somewhere, so that

he right spirit of grit. But I have a plan which will do away with the ne

pocket, Mr. Perkins wrote several w

to any part of Oklahoma you desire to go. I want you to accept it as a present from me. You can tell them to what place to make it out, and as it will take many hours to reach your destination, I want you t

kins had arisen, and saying that it was necessary for him to get off the train at the

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