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At noon the party halted for a rest The ca the ster, you've brightened up Must be because of our

prospects over here"

"Not that so much," replied Cleve "I quit the whisky To be honest,

Kells, I was allad you quit When you're drinking you're wild I never yet

saw the man who could drink hard and keep his head I can't But I

don't drink hter Evidently his

cohed himself and actually

winked at Joan

It happened to be Cleve whom Kells told to saddle Joan's horse, and

as Joan tried the cinches, to see if they were too tight to suit

her, Jim's hand cae Joan was thrilling all over as she looked at Jim, but he

kept his face averted Perhaps he did not trust his eyes

Travel was resuh

leisurely But the trail was so rough, and so winding, that Joan

believed the progress did not exceed three miles an hour It was the