And the giant had a head like Felix's, but on top of it was a big yellow light--like those lamps miners wear on their heads--that grew brighter and brighter, and the giant roared louder and louder, until he woke Whitey up.
Whitey rubbed his eyes, then pinched himself to make sure he was awake, for the roaring still sounded in his ears, and he looked around and saw two little red and green lights disappearing in the distance.

And then he understood that he must have sat down near the track of the railroad, for those lights were on the end of a train, and the big yellow light on the giant's head must have been the engine's headlight.
Well, the road followed the railway for a distance, and it couldn't be such an awful way to the Star Circle Ranch.

Should he go on, or should he sleep some more?
He might catch cold from the dew, but he could put on his slicker, and--he was awfully tired.
He yawned, he nodded, he was sound asleep before he knew it..