The Donovan Chance

"Oh, gee! " said Dickie Maxwell, plaintively, sitting on the edge of his tent bunk and tugging at a water-stiffened lace-boot to get it on, "only a few more days of the bully old railroad fight and then we'll be back again in civilization, wondering if we really lived this big, free life here in the mountains for three solid months, or only dreamed it."

Larry Donovan, struggling into his working corduroys, was staring out through the open tent flap at a scene which was so soon to be a thing of the past for Dick and himself.