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On Monday morning, at quarter-past eight, the _Ucayga_ was in readiness to start as soon as the steamer should arrive from Hitaca. She was in sight, and our runners were on the wharf, prepared to induce through travelers to leave her for our more elegant and spacious boat. Waddie was on board, as excited as though the success of the whole scheme depended entirely upon him.
The up-lake steamer was approaching the Narrows; but, instead of heading directly toward the pier on the Centreport side, as usual, she hugged the west shore. We did not suspect that any change in her movements would be made at present; at least not before it was duly announced in the advertisements and posters of the company. I expected to hear of a different arrangement in a week or two, after Major Toppleton had thoroughly tested the capacity of the railroad and steamers.