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Show 25 Chapter 3s Something In Skagway I was looking around for Rexy. So as soon as possible I parted company with the Broadway crowd and made my way to a side street with fewer people and less noise. Tents and shacks were set up for business. From one tent hung an old pair of trousers with "Meals" scrawled across the seat. I went inside and had a stack of sourdough pancakes for twenty-five cents. I inquired about horses. The cook bellowed, "For eating or for packing?" That brought him a big round of laughter. And my face turned red. "I'll tell you the truth, 'cheechako,' the cook said, loud enough for everyone to hear. "Every tent that says 'Cafeteria' has |