Of course there are lonely places, and in winter the homesteads on the plains are deadly quiet, but I was always where some big job was rushed along.

Hauling logs across the snow, driving them down rivers, and after I joined the railroad, checking calculations, and track-grading in the rain.

It was a fierce hustle from sunrise to dark, with all your senses highly strung and your efforts speeded up." "Then one can understand why it's a relief to lounge.

But would that satisfy you long ?" Festing laughed.

"It would certainly satisfy me for a time, but after that I don't know.