All out for Oak Run! shouted the brakeman of the train, as he thrust his head in through the doorway of the car. Step lively, please! Hurrah for home! shouted a curly-headed youth of sixteen, as he caught up a small dress-suit case. Come on, Sam. I'm coming, Tom, answered a boy a year younger. Where is Dick? Here I am, replied Dick Rover, the big brother of the others. Just been in the baggage car, making sure the trunks would be put off, he added. Say, but this looks natural, doesn't it, after traveling thousands of miles across the Pacific .
