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Connor, Ralph, Pseudonym, 1860-1937

"The Sky Pilot in No Man's Land"

He says you and your son engaged to
accompany him, and he asks me to complete arrangements with you. I am
getting Jim Knight to look after the outfit. You know Jim, perhaps. He
runs the Lone Pine ranch. Fine chap he is. Knows all about the hunting
business. Takes a party into the mountains every year. He'll take Tom
Fielding with him. I don't know Fielding, but Knight does. Mr. Howland
says there will be three of their party. Far too many, but that's his
business. I myself am rather anxious to look after some oil deposits,
and this will be a good chance. What do you say?"
Father and son looked at each other.
"It would be fine, if we could manage it," said Mr. Dunbar, "but my work
is so pressing just now. A great many are coming in, and I am alone in
the office at present. When does he propose to start?"
"In six weeks' time. I hope you can come, Mr. Dunbar. I couldn't have
said so yesterday, but I can now. Any man with a garden like this, the
product of his own planning and working, is worth knowing.


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