Hustle for shovels and dig a deep hole here.

This gentleman is Mr.Newnham, president of the company that employs us.

If the camp is attacked we can't afford to have the president of the road killed." "Mr.Newnham would do far better to ride down the trail as fast as he can go, and try to join the construction camp," offered Rutter.
The president of the S.B.

& L.had been silent during the last few exciting moments.

But now he opened his mouth long enough to reply very quickly: "Mr.Newnham hasn't any thoughts of flight.