The Girl at the Halfway House: A Story of the PlainsHough, Emerson
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The Girl at the Halfway House: A Story of the Plains
Hough, Emerson
Great Plains -- Fiction; Historical fiction, American
"Above all is this a man's country. For sport it has no equal I have
ever seen, and as you know I have visited some Parts of the World. The
Buffaloes is to be found by Millions within a few miles of this point,
and certain of the savidge Tribes still live but a short journey from
this point, though now the Army has pretty much Reduced them.
Antelopes there is all around in thousands, and many Wolves. It is,
indeed, my boy, as I have told you, a country entirely new. I have
travelled much, as you know, and am not so Young as yourself, but I
must say to you that your friend Batty feels like a boy again. There
is something Strange in this air. The sky is mostly clear, and the Air
very sweet. The wind is steady but pleasant, and a man may live in
comfort the year round as I am told. I am but new here as yet myself,
but am fully disposed, as they say in the strange language here, to
drive my Stake. I want you, my dear boy, also to drive Yours beside
me, and to that Effect I beg to extend you whatever Aid may lie in my
Power.
"Hoping that you may receive this communication duly, and make reply to
Same, and hoping above all things that I may soon meet again my
Companion of the 47th., I beg to subscribe myself, my dear boy, ever
your Obdt. & Affect. Friend,
"BATTERSLEIGH.
"P.S.--Pray Herild your advent by a letter & bring about 4 lbs. or 5
lbs. of your Favourite Tea, as I am Short of Same."
The letter ended with Battersleigh's best flourish. Franklin turned it
over again and again in his hand and read it more than once as he
pondered upon its message. "Dear old fellow," he said; "he's a good
deal of a Don Quixote, but he never forgets a friend. Buffalo and
Indians, railroads and hotels--it must at least be a land of contrasts!"
CHAPTER VI
EDWARD FRANKLIN, LAWYER
Edward Franklin had taken up his law studies in the office of Judge
Bradley, the leading lawyer of the little village of Bloomsbury, where
Franklin was born, and where he had spent most of his life previous to
the time of his enlistment in the army. Judge Bradley was successful,
as such matters go in such communities, and it was his open boast that
he owed his success to himself and no one else. He had no faith in
such mythical factors as circumstances in the battle of life. This is
the common doctrine of all men who have arrived, and Judge Bradley had
long since arrived, in so far as the possibilities of his surroundings
would admit. His was the largest law library in the town. He had the
most imposing offices--a suite of three rooms, with eke a shiny
base-burner in the reception room. His was one of the three silk hats
in the town.
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