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Page 97 I sold it and traveled on.
Laurel, Mont. is a few miles out of Billings. One of Pa's old buddies lived there so I stopped to visit a day or two. Howard Boyles was his name. He worked for the rail road. He took me panning for gold one evening. He went quite often and generally found a few flakes. Just enough to keep him wanting to go back. This time I was with him he thought he found Platinum and he really got excited. It turned out to be some no. Six shot. It showed up pretty heavy in the pan and he thought he had it made. Next night he took me to Billings and I bought a ticket on the North Coast Limited and started for home. It was the smoothest, nicest train ride I ever had. I was switched somewhere along the line to the Hiawatha on the Milwaukee to go on to Aberdeen. The Hiawatha at that time was a crack train but the N. C. L. was superb.
When I got back home I gave Willis his $25. He said he was glad it was the car and not me that got cracked up.
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