When he had been booted off he swung under and rode the trucks to the next stop.

There a man with a lantern had searched him out, much as a nigger shines the eyes of a possum, and had dragged him forth.

He was dragged forth at the second stop, and again at the third.

Finally, the train was halted far out on a lonely prairie and a large brakeman with gold teeth and corns on his palms held a knee upon Mr.McWade's chest until the train started.

Ignoring the hoarse warning breathed into his dusty countenance, along with the odor of young onions, the traveler argued volubly, but with no heat, that it was vitally necessary to his affairs that he continue this journey without interruption; then, when the brakeman rose and raced after the departing train, he sprang to his feet and outran him.