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The car in itself was in no way reany-finish, wide-vestibule sleeper, done in crea into Indian reds--a type of the Pullo for transcontinental travel; neither too heavy

for the ht for the pace across the plains

There were er schedule on the West

End the year Henry S Brock and his friends took hold of the road, but

none made more stir than the new Number One, run then as a crack

passenger train, a strictly lirill rooms, and five-o'clock tea In and out Number One was

the finest train that crossed the Rockies, and bar nobody's

It was October, with the Colorado travel al, westbound, and the Lalla Rookh sleeper

being deadheaded to the coast on a special charter for an O and O

steamer party; at least, that was all the porter knew about its

destination, and he knew more than anyone else

At McCloud, where the St Louis connection is made, Number One sets out

a diner and picks up a Portland sleeper--so it happened that the Lalla

Rookh, hind car to McCloud, afterward lay ahead of the St Louis car,

and the trainhted down

the glooht

diht of October 3d, which was a sloppy night in the

reat deal to take anybody back through the

Lalla Rookh Even the porter of the dead car deserted his official

corpse, and after Number One pulled out of Medicine Bend and stuck her

slies the Lalla Rookh was