Read dispatch to regiment and continue westward to original destination.
A.LINCOLN." Dick's face glowed, and the sergeant's teeth came together with a little click of satisfaction.
"When I saw that it was to be read to the regiment I thought it no harm to read it to the rest of you," said Dick, as he refolded the precious dispatch and put it in his safest pocket.

"Now, sergeant, I think we ought to be off at full speed." "Not a minute to waste," said Sergeant Whitley.
Their horses had been fed and were rested well.

The three bade farewell to the young operator, then to almost all of Hubbard and proceeded in a trot for the pass.

They did not speak until they were on the first slope, and then the sergeant, looking up at the heights, asked: "Shall we have snow again on our return, Red Blaze?
I hope not.

It's important for us to get back to Townsville without any waste of time." "I hate to bring bad news," replied Red Blaze, "but we'll shore have more snow.