Rimrock Trail

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Dunn Joseph Allan. Rimrock Trail

CHAPTER I. GRIT

CHAPTER II. CASEY

CHAPTER III. MOLLY

CHAPTER IV. SANDY CALLS THE TURN

CHAPTER V. IN THE BED OF THE CREEK

CHAPTER VI. PASO CABRAS

CHAPTER VII. BOLSA GAP

CHAPTER VIII. THE PASS OF THE GOATS

CHAPTER IX. CAROCA

CHAPTER X. SANDY RETURNS

CHAPTER XI. PAY DIRT

CHAPTER XII. WHITE GOLD

CHAPTER XIII. A ROPE BREAKS

CHAPTER XIV. A FREE-FOR-ALL

CHAPTER XV. CASEY TOWN

CHAPTER XVI. EAST AND WEST

CHAPTER XVII. WESTLAKE BRINGS NEWS

CHAPTER XVIII. DEHORNED

CHAPTER XIX. THE HIDEOUT

CHAPTER XX. MOLLY MINE

CHAPTER XXI. THE END OF THE ROPE

CHAPTER XXII. THE VERY END

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The two men followed the dog across the flats, through mesquite, through scattered sage and greasewood, mounting gradually through chaparral to barren slopes set with strange twisted shapes of cactus. When it became apparent that Sandy's hazard had hit the mark, as they entered the defile that made entrance for Pyramid Pass, the only path across the Cumbre Range to the Bad Lands beyond, Sandy reined in, coaxed up Grit, resentful, almost suspicious of any halt, lifting the collie to the saddle in front of him. Grit protested and the pinto plunged, but Sandy's persistence, the soothe of his steady voice, persuaded the dog at last to accommodate itself as best it could, helped by Sandy's one arm, sometimes with two as Sandy, riding with knees welded to Pronto's withers, dropping reins over the saddle horn, left the rest to the horse.

"Minin' camp over that way, ain't there?"

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Molly Casey gazed at him with such a sudden glow of gratitude in her eyes that Sandy felt embarrassed. He had been comforting a girl, a boyish girl, and here a woman looked at him, with understanding.

"Yo're sure a white man," she said. "I'll git even with you some time if I work the bones of my fingers through the flesh fo' you. Thanks don't amount to a damn 'thout somethin' back of 'em. I'll come through."

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