Explore "Westy Martin on the Santa Fe Trail" by Percy Keese Fitzhugh on Textopian. Read with annotations and highlights.
They had left Lamy and were climbing steadily upward. Westy was looking out of the train window at the uninhabited miles of land, relieved by the juniper, piñon and scrub dotting the landscape.
"Here's hoping the city of Santa Fe is one of promise," Mr. Wilde remarked. "I haven't really thought out any special line of attack as yet."