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Bridge sat tip-tilted against the front of the office building reading an ancient azine which he had found within His day's as done and he was but waiting for the gong that would call hi azine failed to rouse his interest He let it drop idly to his knees and with eyes closed reverted to his never-failing source of entertainuy he turned and looked me in the eye, "It's overland and overland and overseas to--where?" "Most anywhere that isn't here," I says His face went kind of queer "The place we're in is always here The other place is there"

Bridge stretched luxuriously "'There,'" he repeated "I've been searching for THERE for et away from HERE About teeks of any place on earth and that place is just plain HERE to s were interrupted by a sweet fee did not open his eyes at once--he just sat there, listening

As I was hiking past the woods, the cool and sleepy su to the sunshine in the air, Thinks I, "He's going to have a fit--I'll stick around and watch a bit," But he paid no attention, hardly knowing I was there

Then the girl broke into a e opened his eyes and came to his feet

"I didn't know you cared for that sort of stuff," he said "Knibbs writes ined that it would appeal to a young lady"

"But it does, though," she replied; "at least to ets hed, harder-headed and e emotions reat deal of the new bookkeeper Aside from her father he was the only man of culture and refinement of which the rancho could boast, or, as the rancho would have put it, be ashaht the veranda of the little office and lured the new bookkeeper from his work, and on several occasions had had hi talker; but there was an eleirl's sense of romance