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That talk with the son of the Western manager of the Mohave & Southwestern Railroad did not set well on Lemuel’s mind. Even the fact that the Geerusalem Searchlight’s bulletin board, with chalky
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That talk with the son of the Western manager of the Mohave & Southwestern Railroad did not set well on Lemuel’s mind. Even the fact that the Geerusalem Searchlight’s bulletin board, with chalky
Walking their horses down Geerusalem Gulch, they went, riding side by side. Neither spoke. They passed the lonely, dila…
“You don’t look awful glad to see an old friend, Miles,” said Billy Gee suavely, after a short pause. “An’ so you’re Ju…
The day passed slowly. It was a day throbbing with threat and tragedy on the eve of happening. Night fell, but there wa…
When Lex was gone, Dot gave the sympathetic hotel man the details of the raid on the ranch, omitting nothing except the…
Billy Gee galloped up to the roadster. Dot and Lex had been standing back of it, watching in silence the ridiculous deb…
This particular August evening was destined to be the most eventful one in Lemuel Huntington’s life, for hardly had he …
Meanwhile, Billy Gee had reached his horse tethered conveniently near by and struck out across the plains. It was still…
On the evening that Sheriff Warburton left Tinnemaha Pete slumbering beside the camp fire at Blue Mud Spring and rode o…
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