Brother Amos rose early and ate the rest of last night"s loaf of bread. After taking care of his primitive toiletry there was still time to examine the rest of the town before the stores began opening. Last night"s impressions had been correct. The town was small, the buildings small, and the goods from the eastern part of the country meager. The local people were dressed in homespun, leather, and an occasional worsted wool suited man would open a shop. There were, however, a surprising number of Mech soldiers wandering around at this early hour. He doubted if there were recent newspapers available, but the soldiers made one wonder if a border incursion was expected. Perhaps Donald"s plan of finding the old road wasn"t such a wild, improbable idea.
Soon he was able to enter the building t
