“Thank you!” said Travers with emotion. “I feel that you will succeed.”
CHAPTER III.
ON THE PLAINS.
The scene of our story now undergoes a great change.
We will transfer the reader from Readestown to the plains of the Far West. Fully five hundred miles from civilization, and right in the heart of the region of the hostile Sioux.
Frank Reade, Jr., had transported the Steam Man as far as possible by rail.
From thence he had journeyed the rest of the ways overland.
Nothing of thrilling sort had as yet marked their journey. But they were upon the verge of the most exciting adventures as the reader will hereafter agree, possible to be experienced by man.
With the broad expanse of rolling plain upon every hand, one morning in June the Steam Man might have been seen making its way along at a moderate gait.
Frank Reade, Jr., with Barney and Pomp were in the wagon.
Frank held the reins and his keen gaze swept the prairie in every direction.