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The fly in the oint day's ride, the third party, whose

undesirable presence and personal knowledge of Mr Moffat's past career

rather seriously interfered with the latter's flights of iination,

was William McNeil, foreman of the "Bar V" ranch over on Sinsiniwa

Creek McNeil was notan i a trifle bashful in the presence of a lady But he

caught the eye,--a slenderly built, reckless fellow, s eyes,--and as he lolled

carelessly back in his bearskin "chaps" and wide-bri in so

Moffat's recitals, the latter experienced a strong inclination to heave

hi of McNeil's eyes at such moments

had thus far served, however, as sufficient restraint, while the

unobservant Miss Spencer, unaware of the silent duel thus being

conducted in her very presence, divided her undisguised ad havoc with the susceptible heart of each, and all unconsciously

laying the foundations for future trouble

"Why, how truly re "It's

all so different from the East; heroism seems to be in the very air of

this country, and your adventure was so very unusual Don't you think

so, Mr McNeil?"

The silent foreht, his face unusually

soleht--eh--say that He," with a

flip of his hand toward the other, "eh--reminds me--of--eh--an old

friend"

"Indeed? How extre a new story