The old ones were tossed aside for the present, and he saw a group of small boys carrying several of them off.
This put an idea into his head.
On his return he singled out the section boss and asked him if he could have a few.
“Sure; take as many as you want,” replied the man, good-naturedly.
As Dick intended to take up the offer literally, he handed the boss a dollar-bill.
The man grinned in a friendly way and turned away.
Then the two boys gradually filled up the wagon with the old ties as they proceeded on their way.
Dick stopped at a large woodyard in Albany and sold the wood at a very handsome profit, a third of which went to Joe.
“The firm of Armstrong & Fletcher seems to be doing pretty well, all things considered,” remarked Joe as he added a few additional bills to his small wad.
“That’s what we’re in business for,” was Dick’s reply.