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 Wade had previously discovered to be the manager of an asbestos mine down the line wandered in and went promptly to sleep in a corner. Then Wade looked up from his book to find Gordon observing him from the doorway.

"Well, we're not getting along very fast, are we?" asked Wade with a smile.

"No, sir," answered the boy. "I guess we'll be lucky if we get there in time for supper. I measured the snow out there and there's almost a foot of it on the level."

He caught sight of the slumbering occupant of the corner and lowered his voice. "I wish I had some snowshoes here."

"What would you do? Walk the rest of the way?"

"No, sir," he replied with a grin, "but I'd get out there and practise using them." He pulled his cap down onto his head as he to go on. "I'm looking for Sis," explained. "She went back to send a telegram."

Wade nodded and then, feeling the need