Chip of the Flying U

B. M. Bower

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“I guess it’s a go, all right. They’ve got them coons engaged to play. The hotel’s fixing for a big crowd, if the weather holds like this. Chip, Old Man wants you to catch up the creams, after supper; you’ve got to meet the train to-morrow.” “Which train?” demanded Chip, looking up. “Is old Dunk coming?”