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Nicholson, Meredith, 1866-1947

"The Port of Missing Men"

There's some sort of a bungalow there, built by the shooting-club.
Here's a description of the place, on the strength of which I bought it.
You may take these papers along to judge the size of the swindle."
"Yes, sir."
"And a couple of good horses; plenty of commissary stores--plain military
necessities, you understand--and some bedding should be provided. I want
you to take full charge of this matter and get to work as quickly as
possible. It may be a trifle lonesome down there among the hills, but if
you serve me well you shall not regret it."
"Yes, I am quite satisfied with the job," said Oscar.
"And after you have reached the place and settled yourself you will tell
the postmaster and telegraph operator who you are and where you may be
found, so that messages may reach you promptly. If you get an unsigned
message advising you of--let me consider--a shipment of steers, you may
expect me any hour. On the other hand, you may not see me at all. We'll
consider that our agreement lasts until the first snow flies next winter.
You are a soldier. There need be no further discussion of this matter,
Oscar.


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