Like an automaton she followed Lassiter down the steep trail of dust and bits of weathered stone; a...
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Climb up! Keep your wits. Stick close to me. Watch where your hoss's goin' en' ride!" Somehow Jane...
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The Heritage of the Desert by Zane Grey I THE SIGN OF THE SUNSET "But the man's almost dead." T...
"I'm no relation. Father Naab raised me in his family. My mother was a Navajo, my father a Spaniard...
tremulous utterance. The ceremony ended, the onlookers came forward with pleasant words on their l...
desert; not in any sense an interest in the young man at present. Then he turned his back. Hare, f...
"Glad you slept some," was Naab's greeting." No sign of Dene yet. If we can get over the divide we'...
"Not so well this morning, eh? Here's a cup of coffee. We're all packed and starting. Drink now, an...
"No--Jerry!" whispered Venters, stepping forward and throwing up the rifle. He tried to catch the l...
new coin gold, as if it had jest come from the United States treasury. An' the coin's genuine. Thet...
could not change the past; and, even if he had not loved Bess with all his soul, he had grown into ...
attempt serious thought I'm dazed. I don't think. I don't care any more. I don't pray!...Think of t...
a beautiful baby, she said, an' all she thought an' dreamed of was somehow to get baby back to its ...
uncomprehending and she saw him rapidly saddle Black Star and Night. Then he drew her into the ligh...