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The Patrol of the Sun Dance Trail

CHAPTER VII
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A great site this for a great town some day.
But you ought to see these peaks in the morning with the sunlight coming up from the east across the foothills and falling upon them.

Whoa, there! Steady, Pepper!" he cried to the broncho, which owed its name to the speckled appearance of its hide, and which at the present moment was plunging and kicking at a dog that had rushed out from an Indian encampment close by the trail.

"Did you never see an Indian dog before ?" "Oh, Allan," cried Mandy with a shudder, "do you know I can't bear to look at an Indian since last week, and I used to like them." "Hardly fair, though, to blame the whole race for the deviltry of one specimen." "I know that, but--" "This is a Sarcee camp, I fancy.

They are a cunning lot and not the most reliable of the Indians.

Let me see--three--four teepees.


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