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It showed, too, in the light of big eyes and the gentle reach of eagerness

"I never seen their like," was Lassiter's encoht of horses Now,an' fast ride across the sage--say to elope--"

Lassiter ended there with dry hu

Jane blushed and ht think that a proposal," she replied, gaily "It's dangerous to propose elope you Noill be a good hour to show you Milly Erne's grave The day-riders have gone, and the night-riders haven't come in Bern, what do you make of that?

Need I worry? You know I have to be ht shift to ride in so late," replied Venters, slowly, and his glance sought Lassiter's

"Cattle are usually quiet after dark Still, I've known even a coyote to stampede your white herd"

"I refuse to borrow trouble Come," said Jane

They mounted, and, with Jane in the lead, rode down the lane, and, turning off into a cattle trail, proceeded ard

Venters's dogs trotted behind them On this side of the ranch the outlook was different froh and the sage ed and less colorful; there were no dark-blue lines of canyons to hold the eye, nor any uprearing rock walls It was a long roll and slope into gray obscurity Soon Jane left the trail and rode into the sage, and presently she dismounted and threw her bridle Theout at length on the ries of earth to halt before a faintly defined e-brush close to the edge of the promontory; and a rider could have jurave

"Here!"

She looked sad as she spoke, but she offered no explanation for the neglect of an unrave There was a little bunch of pale, sweet lavender daisies, doubtless planted there by Jane

"I only come here to rerave in the sage! How lonely this resting-place of Milly Erne!

The cottonwoods or the alfalfa fields were not in sight, nor was there any rock or ridge or cedar to lend contrast to thethe purple, barren and wild, with the aving the sage, swept away to the dim horizon