2oo The King of the Thundering Herd 



used to this new hustling West could easily 

 tell one from another. 



There was the rich cattle buyer, talking 

 and gesticulating to a group of ranchmen ; 

 a drover and a bunch of cowboys, who had 

 evidently brought their cattle to Chicago 

 and who were now traveling in state, going 

 home upon the fastest and best train on 

 the continent. There were mine owners and 

 prospectors and occasionally an adventurer 

 whose calling was not so clearly defined. 



But all were now intent in getting aboard. 

 The warning bell upon the locomotive was 

 sounding. In another minute or two they 

 would be off for that record run which was 

 to reduce the time from Chicago to the 

 Pacific coast. 



There were hurried good-byes from the 

 car steps, the flutter of handkerchiefs from 

 car windows, shouted admonitions and fare- 

 wells ; then the conductor waved his arm 

 to the engineer, who was leaning out of the 



