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"If we're going it's tiirls were in bed You've had a hard day and to-morroill be another," Lady Ji yet Stop and sit in with us to a game of poker What!" Farquhar invited

"My pocketbook is at the camp," the American demurred

"I'll be your banker," his host volunteered

The ladies said good-night and departed Chairs were drawn to the card table, chips sold, and hands dealt The light ofbefore Kilmeny made his way back to camp He had in his pockets one hundred seventy three dollars, most of which had recently been the property of Dobyans Verinder

An early start for Gunnison had been agreed upon by the fishero to bed noas hardly worth while Jack took a towel fro, went down to the river, stripped, and froht as an arrow into the black water The swirl of the current swept him into the shallower stream below He waded ashore, beautiful in his supple sliain knew the delightful shock of a dive into icy water fresh from the mountain snows

Tenthe stove lids

"Oh, you sluggards! Time to hit the floor," he shouted