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Show 182 TALES OF THE COLORADO PIONEERS. time many millions of dollars have been taken out of the Summit county mines. At Rocky Point, where we reach the acme of scenic glory on this line, the town of Breckenridge commences to play "Bo-peep" with the admiring tourist; first on this side and then on that, we see it-making another turn, a full view is obtained. The pretty little frontier town seems only a stone's throw distant, but the train, as if in a frolicsome mood, with no other aim than to intensify our interest in the play, dashes away, making a short curve and surprises the town from another point. The sudden change of temperature from the plains to the mountains forced us to don our heavy wraps, in lieu of which Mr. De B put on his gossamer overcoat for warmth, and his linen duster over that for style. The gossamer hung below the duster, forming a border of black, which gave him the appearance of a bill distributer for a minstrel band. But he was dressed to life in good humor, which is, after all, the most becoming garb a man or woman can wear. We stopped at the Grand Central, an excellent hotel. Our party retired early so as to be ready to ramble freely and extendedly the next day. CHAPTER XLI. A SAD STORY. Immediately after breakfast I started out to find a gentleman to whom I had a letter of introduction. " You want items," he said. "Ah, I see-and they have sent you to me because I am a sort of bookish fellow and have been a quill driver." |
