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Wildfire

CHAPTER VI
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Toward the head of this sandy flat Slone came upon old corn-fields, and a broken dam where the water had been stored, and well-defined trails leading away to the right.

Somewhere over there in the desert lived Indians.

At this point Wildfire abandoned the trail he had followed for many days and cut out more to the north.

It took all the morning hours to climb three great steps and benches that led up to the summit of a mesa, vast in extent.
It turned out to be a sandy waste.

The wind rose and everywhere were moving sheets of sand, and in the distance circular yellow dust-devils, rising high like waterspouts, and back down in the sun-scorched valley a sandstorm moved along majestically, burying the desert in its yellow pall.
Then two more days of sand and another day of a slowly rising ground growing from bare to gray and gray to green, and then to the purple of sage and cedar--these three grinding days were toiled out with only one water-hole.
And Wildfire was lame and in distress and Nagger was growing gaunt and showing strain; and Slone, haggard and black and worn, plodded miles and miles on foot to save his horse.
Slone felt that it would be futile to put the chase to a test of speed.
Nagger could never head that stallion.


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