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Molly McDonald

CHAPTER XXIV
9/19

You two men spread her out, an' rub down the hosses, while Hamlin an' I poke about a bit.

Better find out all we kin, 'Brick,' 'fore it gits dark." He started forward on the faint trail, his rifle in the hollow of his arm, and the Sergeant ranged up beside him.

The sand was to their ankles, and off the ridge summit the wind whirled the sharp grit into their faces.
"What's comin', Sam; a storm ?" "Snow," answered the scout shortly, "a blizzard of it, er I lose my guess.

'Fore midnight yer won't be able ter see yer hand afore yer face.

I 've ben out yere in them things a fore, an' they're sure hell.
If we don't git sight o' thet outfit mighty soon, 't ain't likely we ever will.


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