Sedgwick nodded. “I’ve often suggested that very thing.” He smiled. “Some men will not hear reason.”

Luke nodded and turned his attention to the train’s jerky movements as it began its forward journey. He had received a detailed map of the line thus far. Their first stop would be White Bear Lake, a favorite picnicking spot for those in St. Paul. The beautiful parklands situated around the crystal lake provided city dwellers with a quiet respite just ten miles north of their homes. Several wealthy people had built small cottages near the lake for longer escapes during the summer months.

Luke turned back to Sedgwick. “I understand you will be my assistant and stenographer for our business letters and other transactions. I should tell you that I’m a rather private man and am used to taking care of most things for myself. There will be times when I still manage for myself. Mr. Cooke had arranged for us to have a clerk, and if you feel the need for one, we will hire a man. But if not, I’m just as content for it to remain the two of us. I wouldn’t wish for you to take offense, however. Nor to be unfairly overworked.”

Sedgwick nodded. “I completely understand. There is no need for a clerk. I’m quite capable. I will be here when you wish for my assistance. It was suggested that, with the secrecy we are struggling to maintain due to the rivalry between Duluth and Superior, when it is necessary to send information to St. Paul, I could deliver it in person.”

Luke hadn’t heard this suggestion until now, but it made sense. “That would be beneficial. I will keep that in mind.”

Watching the landscape as the train moved north, Luke continued with his thoughts. “The rivalry sounds like a very delicate situation. As I understand it, Duluth relies on the Superior entry to the lake.”

“Yes, it’s a very narrow opening, and one of the bigger issues now that the railroad matter has been resolved. Duluth needs a canal to open the lake into their immediate area.”

“Jay Cooke is quite interested in the canal, but I’ve not had a chance to study up on it.”

“I’m sure you’ll hear a great deal more once you’re established in Duluth. The town officials will no doubt wish for Mr. Cooke’s help in making the canal a reality.”

“No doubt.”

Again Luke gazed out the window as the scenery changed from town to countryside. There were beautiful autumn colors everywhere. Oranges of cherry and sugar maple, reds from the northern oak. There were even yellows of goldenrod painting the landscape and leaving little doubt as to the time of year. Someone mentioned they were slated for an early winter and that the beautiful colors were proof.