The Camp in the Snow; Or, Besieged by Danger

THE CAMP IN THE SNOW
By WILLIAM MURRAY GRAYDON
Copyrighted, 1902. by Street & Smith
The Camp in the Snow

“All tickets, please!”
The blue-uniformed conductor, with a lantern under his arm, and his punch in hand, entered the smoking-car of the Boston express.
It was between seven and eight o’clock on the night of the tenth of December. The train was speeding eastward through the wintry landscape of the State of Maine.
Among the passengers in the smoking-car was a well-dressed lad of eighteen, with a ruddy face, and gray eyes in which was a lurking gleam of humor.
Just across the aisle sat a middle-aged man with a clean-shaven, cadaverous face and rusty black clothes. He was reading a small book, and seemed to be absorbed in its pages.
As the conductor drew near, the lad fumbled hurriedly in his pockets. He turned them inside out, one after another. He looked on the floor, on the seat, in the folds of his clothing.
“Your ticket, sir.”

William Murray Graydon
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2008-01-15

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