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The Daughter of Anderson Crow

CHAPTER I
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"Much obliged, sir; I'll do as much for you some day.
If you're ever in New York, hunt me up and I'll see that you have a good time.

What road do I take to Crow's Cliff ?" "Turn to your left here," said Anderson Crow before he thought.

Then he called himself a fool for being so obliging to the fellow.
"How far is it from here ?" "Mile and a half," again answered Mr.Crow helplessly.

This time he almost swore under his breath.
"But he can't get there," volunteered one of the bystanders.
"Why can't he ?" demanded the marshal.
"Bridge over Turnip Creek is washed out.

Did you forget that ?" "Of course not," promptly replied Mr.Crow, who _had_ forgotten it; "But, dang it, he c'n swim, can't he ?" "You say the bridge is gone ?" asked the stranger, visibly excited.
"Yes, and the crick's too high to ford, too." "Well, how in thunder am I to get to Crow's Cliff ?" "There's another bridge four miles upstream.


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