“All right,” Mr. Ramsey said, “then that is what I shall do at once.”
When Scott rode out of town the next morning he was the happiest man in all the big Southwest. He was carrying a letter of appointment in his pocket for Baxter, he had the assurance that a special letter of recommendation for himself was already on the way to headquarters in Albuquerque, and he had the satisfaction of knowing that he had come West a tenderfoot and had made good; made good in a country where a man is judged on what he has done.
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