How does it happen yuh aren't wise to the family history ?" "Dad never unbosomed himself to me, that's why," I told him.

"He has labored for twenty-five years under the impression that I was a kid just able to toddle alone.

He didn't think he needed to tell me things; I know we've got a place called the Bay State Ranch somewhere in this part of the world, and I have reason to think I'm headed for it.

That's about the extent of my knowledge of our interest here.

I never heard of the White Divide before, or of this particular King.