"And the woman who rides him is worth seeing, too," he chuckled.

"He's a big fellow--and she plays the Godiva act.

Rides him up and down the street with her hair down, collecting dimes and quarters and half dollars as she goes." A minute later the length of the street swept out ahead of them.

It is probable that the world had never before seen a street just like this Broadway in Tete Jaune--the pleasure Mecca of five thousand workers along the line of steel.

There had been great "camps" in the building of other railroads, but never a city in the wilderness like this--a place that had sprung up like magic and which, a few months later, was doomed to disappear as quickly.