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Grey, Zane, 1872-1939

"The Young Forester"


His remark was unrelated to our talk, I did not know what he meant by it;
nevertheless it pleased me more than anything that had ever been said me in
my life.
Then came the reading of letters that had a rived for me. In Hal's letter,
first and last harped on having been left behind. Father sent me a check, and
wrote that in the event of a trouble in the lumber district he trusted me
to take the first train for Harrisburg. That, I knew, meant that I must get
out of my ragged clothes. That I did, and packed them up--all except Herky
sombrero, which I wore. Then I went to the railroad station to see the
schedule, and I compromised with father by deciding to take the limited.
The fast east-bound train had gone a little before, and the next one did
not leave until six o'clock. Th would give me half a day with my friends.
When I returned to the hotel Dick was looking for me. He carried me off
up-stairs to a hall full of men. At one end were tables littered with papers,
and here men were signing their name Dick explained that forest rangers
were being paid and new ones hired. Then he introduced me officers of the
service and the Chief. I knew by the way they looked at me that Dick had
been talking. It made me so tongue-tied that I could not find my voice when
the Chief spoke to me and shook my hand warmly.


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