Clear the way!
Even an avalanche cannot stop Man, backed with the resources of modern snow-fighting machinery.
Courtesy of Northern Pacific Railway Co.
"Well," rejoined the farmer grimly, "if I've got to hand you over some of my crop this fall, I might as well find out what sort of project I'm supporting. I really would like to see how you find out. You boys certainly made good on that frost business the other night."
From a hook over the compositor's "case," Fred reached down a sheaf of the Daily Weather Reports, and laid those for the last three days on the table in front of Anton. The Forecaster stood by to help the crippled lad and to correct him if he made any mistakes in his explanations.
"All our weather in the United States," the boy began, explanatorily, "comes from the west."
"Why?" snapped back Jed Tighe.
The Forecaster smiled. He realized that the question went to the very root of weather knowledge. The query was a poser to Anton. He stammered.
"I know it does," he said, "but just why, I—I—"