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Show Nettie, Page 84 sume as he had his own meager rations, quickly and rather noisily. After what seemed an interminable time to Nettie they once more resumed their journey. "How long 'til we reach Cody, Mr. Neilson?" Nettie inquired. "Sometime tomorrow, young 'un," was the vague and unsatisfactory reply. The road between Lovell and Cody roughly followed the Shoshone River. Glimpses of the river could be seen when they were not fully next to the swiftly moving water. It made a pleasant ride for the scenes were ever-changing and one was as beautiful as the next. After stopping overnight at a small house where they ate a late dinner and very early breakfast, Wilbur and Nettie purchased a packaged lunch and resumed their journey. The $5.00 Papa had given her had dwindled considerably. Late on the second day's journey, they neared the city. Traffic began joining them on the road and as they drove into Cody they were just one of a number of wagons, horses and riders, and buckboards trotting into the lively community. Mr. Neilson drove directly into town and pulled up in front of a large two-story building situated on a busy corner. Horses and pedestrians were all busily engaged in reaching their various destinations and the whole atmosphere was one of bustle and activty. Nettie's eyes were wide with wonder and anticipation as she took in the scene. A long porch ran the entire length of one side of the building which Nettie realized suddenly was her destination, the Irma Hotel. "Wait here, young 'un. I promised your dad I'd see you safely de- |