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Show Nettie, Page 89 other than the Colonel in the whole of the town. Fear threatened to buckle her knees and she reached out for the back of a nearby chair. At last the steward came forward and spoke to her. "Good evening, Miss Peterson, come right this way." He spoke without really looking directly at her. There was no outward show of antipathy, but Nettie felt she would have to go a long way before this employee of the Colonel's was her friend. She followed his brisk walk to a smaller room off the main dining area and was much relieved to see the Colonel already at the table. He arose as she entered the room. "Nettie, how are you?" "I'm scared to death, Colonel, but better now that I see you," Nettie breathed out honestly. "Well, it won't take you long to feel right at home here I suspect. Knowing you and your capacity for taking the bull by the horns, you'll have a whole raft of friends sooner than Annie Oakley could get off a shod." "Annie Oakley? Who is she?" Nettie's eyes lit up as she sensed another of the Colonel's stories coming. r'Why, Nettie Peterson, you've never heard of the most famous woman trick and sharp shooter in the world? We'll have to do something about that," and he explained that the famous Annie had been with him briefly on a tour of his Wild West Show. "Why Annie was so good she could stand with her back to a target and aim her pistol over her shoulder with the aid of a mirror and still hit |