The Van Noy Railway News and Hotel Company was a business founded by the Van Noy Brothers of Kansas City, Missouri which developed at the beginning of the twentieth century to provide services to travelers aboard passenger trains. At a time when most passenger trains carried neither dining cars nor lounge cars, private businessmen such as the Van Noy's recognized a profit opportunity by operating eating houses at railroad junction points and selling snacks and novelties aboard the trains.
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