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The Last of the Plainsmen

CHAPTER 3
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He put out a hand to touch a warm, furry coat.

The mother had fallen beside him.

Lifting a heavy hoof, he laid it over the neck of the calf to serve as additional weight.

He lay still and listened.

The rumble of the herd died away in the distance.
The evening waned.


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