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Show Chapter Twelve He was so surprised! It was the most exciting day of my life. Me, Jeannette Peterson, working for Colonel Cody- Buffalo Bill'!! See Frank, I told you it wouldn't just be a dream. It's beginning Frank, all of it-the big cities, the pretty dresses, the ships coming in, I can feel it. Now if my legs will just hold out-if they'll just keep me going, I can feel the whole world out there and I'm going to take it all in. But first things first, I guess. I hadn't really thought about what job I'd have, but I'm worried about the one the Colonel gave me. A waitress? With these legs? . . . "Well, well, young lady," was the Colonel's greeting. "You're a mighty pretty sight for these old eyes." Nettie grinned at her old friend and he swung her off the seat and onto the porch of the hotel. Col. Cody strode to the large central door of the hotel and with a flourish opened it for the young girl. Nettie shuffled her slow, flat-footed gait into the lobby and the Colonel neither blinked nor frowned, or made any sign at all that Nettie's walk was less than normal. If he had any second thoughts about his promise to put her to work, no indication of that showed either. At the counter he rang the bell and asked the bellboy to summon the steward. At the steward's appearance he turned abruptly and announced: |