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fleetly down; crossing a brawling little streairl hastened on her ular tireless draughts Once only, she stopped and drew

back There was a sinister rustle in the grass, and soing her with an o out of a swaying, arrow

-shaped head Her own eyes instinctively hardened, and she glanced

quickly about for a heavy piece of loose timber But that was only for

an instant, then she took a circuitous course, and left her eneot no time ter fool with ye now, old rattlesnake," she

called back, as she went "Ef I wasn't in sech a hurry, I'd shore bust

yer neck"

At last, she ca rose on the mountainside

above her The forest blanket was stripped off tocorn High up and beyond, close

to the bald shoulders of sandstone which threw theirl halted at the foot of the

field, at last panting fro absently down on the outstretched panora eyes were as conscious of what he saw