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With the instinct of desert creatures the led Life, insistent, thirsty life,

quickened the dead plain

Ahis spurs into his horse and cantered, elbows

flapping, broad-bri the de

The trail continued to be marked with its double stones, but it did not

enter the cool canyon ahead It turned and skirted the base of the bare

mountain slope The man's eyes sharpened He knew very definitely what

he was looking for, and at last he saw it, a circle of flat stones, so

But there was so which lay still

The ain There was a canteen lying in

the trail, a canteen covered with a dirty plaid casing The horse's hoof

struck it, and it gave out a dry, metallic sound

"Poor devil!" ure over

"God!" he said "And water under hiure outside the ring of stones, and getting

a spade fro in the center A foot below the

surface water began to appear, clear, cold water He lay down, flat and