visions. They went into the village this time, and at a little store secured what eatables they fancied they might need.
The first mile or two of their journey was very fine traveling, for they kept for that distance to the regularly-traversed road the gig had taken.
Then Van, who seemed to know his bearings, directed a course directly into the timber.
"I don't see any particular fault to be found with this," remarked Ralph, after they had gone a couple of miles.
"Oh, this is easy," rejoined Van. "You see, the Great Northern started in right here to make a survey years ago. That's why there's quite a road for a bit. Wait till you come to where they threw up the job. I say, Fairbanks, that's where they missed it."
"Who? what? where?"
"The Great Northern. If they had surveyed right through and made Dover the terminal, they could have still put through what is now the main line, and this route would have kept the Midland Central out of the field."
"You seem pretty well-posted on railroad tactics," said Ralph.
"I am—around these diggings. I've been in the railroad line for two years."
"You a railroader!"
