in full. "And--and see here, dad--that's not all. Snap's gone to the bad." Dave Naab hid his face ...
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that the day was done. Hare made his camp beside a stone which would serve as a wind-break. He laid...
dismount. He lifted the right forefoot, the one the horse had favored, and found a stone imbedded t...
sand." Mescal led Hare under the cottonwoods and pointed to the Indian's grave, now green with gra...
turning a corner came into an unobstructed view. A roar of rushing waters had prepared Hare, but th...
distance, his strength in toil. He was a farmer, a cattle man, a grafter of fruit-trees, a breeder ...
to overcome the suffocation. Presently he realized that the trouble was not with the rarity of the ...
work and come up here to wait for him myself?" "Why--" said Jack, slowly, "whatever you say. If you...
luxuriantly and it was easy to keep the sheep in. Moreover, that part of the forest had fewer trees...
"Wild mustangs," said Mescal. "No," corrected Piute, vehemently shaking his head. "Clea, Clea." "J...
cedars, let alone to tire out that wild stallion. When the finish comes you want to be on that ledg...
What kind of a girl are you? You were not true. Your actions were lies." "Not lies," she faltered,...
the roan faster than he had ever gone in his life, but the dark Indian kept his graceful seat. The ...
"Two days, perhaps. We can't follow them. What can be done?" "Some of Holderness's men are Mormons,...
Venters calculated that a mile or more still intervened between them and the riders. They were appr...