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T Old Faithful the child of woe left 

 us, by request, and Mr. Haynes 

 turned us over to Dudgeon, who, 

 from there on, piloted us. I 

 would not have you think T En- 

 fant Terrible is a typical driver — 

 far from it. He was an extra; an accident. I 

 would like to think that we did something to 

 lighten his burden. I did my best to lift the 

 pall of gloom that he carried, and I do think at the 

 last that he looked upon the world with a less 

 jaundiced eye. I hope that, when these few lines 

 meet his eye, he will be better; that my merry 

 laughter and ingenuous mirth may have had some 

 effect on him. 



Most of the drivers are veterans. They have 

 driven stages from Old Mexico to the Saskatch- 



