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Marie walked the bank all that day, calling and crying and fighting off

despair She walked the floor of her little rooainst sy

curiosity over her torling for outlet

The next day she was too exhausted to do anything more than climb up the

steps of the train when it stopped there Towns and ranches on the

river below had been warned by wire and telephone and a dozen officious

citizens of Alpine assured her over and over that she would be notified

at once if anything was discovered; , of course, the body of her

child She did not talk Beyond telling the station agent her na to stay in Sacra, she

shrank behind her silence and would reveal nothing of her errand there

in Alpine, nothing whatever concerning herself Mrs Marie Moore,

General Delivery, Sacramento, was all that Alpine learned of her

It is not surprising then, that the subject was talked out long before

Bud or Cash came down into the town , either, that no one thought to look up-stream for the

baby, or that they failed to consider any possible fate for hi That nibbled piece of cracker on the very edge of the river