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“
From
the
Standard
Lithograph
Company
.
”
“
What
is
?
”
“
Don
’
t
know
,
”
replied
the
other
.
“
Maps
,
I
guess
.
”
“
I
don
’
t
want
any
maps
.
Who
sent
them
?
I
guess
you
’
re
mistaken
.
”
Lyman
tore
the
cover
from
the
top
of
the
package
,
drawing
out
one
of
a
great
many
huge
sheets
of
white
paper
,
folded
eight
times
.
Suddenly
,
he
uttered
an
exclamation
:
“
Ah
,
I
see
.
They
ARE
maps
.
But
these
should
not
have
come
here
.
They
are
to
go
to
the
regular
office
for
distribution
.
”
He
wrote
a
new
direction
on
the
label
of
the
package
:
“
Take
them
to
that
address
,
”
he
went
on
.
“
I
’
ll
keep
this
one
here
.
The
others
go
to
that
address
.
If
you
see
Mr
.
Darrell
,
tell
him
that
Mr
.
Derrick
—
you
get
the
name
—
Mr
.
Derrick
may
not
be
able
to
get
around
this
afternoon
,
but
to
go
ahead
with
any
business
just
the
same
.
”
The
young
man
departed
with
the
package
and
Lyman
,
spreading
out
the
map
upon
the
table
,
remained
for
some
time
studying
it
thoughtfully
.
It
was
a
commissioner
’
s
official
railway
map
of
the
State
of
California
,
completed
to
March
30th
of
that
year
.
Upon
it
the
different
railways
of
the
State
were
accurately
plotted
in
various
colours
,
blue
,
green
,
yellow
.
However
,
the
blue
,
the
yellow
,
and
the
green
were
but
brief
traceries
,
very
short
,
isolated
,
unimportant
.
At
a
little
distance
these
could
hardly
be
seen
.
The
whole
map
was
gridironed
by
a
vast
,
complicated
network
of
red
lines
marked
P
.
and
S
.
W
.
R
.
R
.
These
centralised
at
San
Francisco
and
thence
ramified
and
spread
north
,
east
,
and
south
,
to
every
quarter
of
the
State
.
From
Coles
,
in
the
topmost
corner
of
the
map
,
to
Yuma
in
the
lowest
,
from
Reno
on
one
side
to
San
Francisco
on
the
other
,
ran
the
plexus
of
red
,
a
veritable
system
of
blood
circulation
,
complicated
,
dividing
,
and
reuniting
,
branching
,
splitting
,
extending
,
throwing
out
feelers
,
off
-
shoots
,
tap
roots
,
feeders
—
diminutive
little
blood
suckers
that
shot
out
from
the
main
jugular
and
went
twisting
up
into
some
remote
county
,
laying
hold
upon
some
forgotten
village
or
town
,
involving
it
in
one
of
a
myriad
branching
coils
,
one
of
a
hundred
tentacles
,
drawing
it
,
as
it
were
,
toward
that
centre
from
which
all
this
system
sprang
.
The
map
was
white
,
and
it
seemed
as
if
all
the
colour
which
should
have
gone
to
vivify
the
various
counties
,
towns
,
and
cities
marked
upon
it
had
been
absorbed
by
that
huge
,
sprawling
organism
,
with
its
ruddy
arteries
converging
to
a
central
point
.
It
was
as
though
the
State
had
been
sucked
white
and
colourless
,
and
against
this
pallid
background
the
red
arteries
of
the
monster
stood
out
,
swollen
with
life
-
blood
,
reaching
out
to
infinity
,
gorged
to
bursting
;
an
excrescence
,
a
gigantic
parasite
fattening
upon
the
life
-
blood
of
an
entire
commonwealth
.
However
,
in
an
upper
corner
of
the
map
appeared
the
names
of
the
three
new
commissioners
:
Jones
McNish
for
the
first
district
,
Lyman
Derrick
for
the
second
,
and
James
Darrell
for
the
third
.
