A Vendetta of the Hills
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Emerson Willis George. A Vendetta of the Hills
CHAPTER I – Guadalupe
CHAPTER II – Charmed Lives
CHAPTER III – Feminine Attractions
CHAPTER IV – Back to the Soil
CHAPTER V – At La Siesta
CHAPTER VI – The Quarrel
CHAPTER VII – Old Bandit Days
CHAPTER VIII – A Letter from San Quentin
CHAPTER IX – Tia Teresa
CHAPTER X – The Home of the Recluse
CHAPTER XI – A Rejected Suitor
CHAPTER XII – The Sped Bullet
CHAPTER XIII – Accused
CHAPTER XIV – Entanglements
CHAPTER XV – Behind the Bars
CHAPTER XVI – Pierre Luzon Returns
CHAPTER XVII – The Bitter Bit
CHAPTER XVIII – Elusive Riches
CHAPTER XIX – The Jail Delivery
CHAPTER XX – In the Cavern
CHAPTER XXI – A Debt of Honor
CHAPTER XXII – Underqround Wonders
CHAPTER XXIII – The Unexpected Visitor
CHAPTER XXIV – In a Tight Corner
CHAPTER XXV – Love and Revenge
CHAPTER XXVI – A Date is Fixed
CHAPTER XXVII – Among the Old Oaks
CHAPTER XXVIII – The Prize Winner
CHAPTER XXIX – The Rendezvous
CHAPTER XXX – Don Manuel Appears
CHAPTER XXXI – Shadows of the Past
CHAPTER XXXII – Forebodings
CHAPTER XXXIII – Old Friends
CHAPTER XXXIV – Heart Searchings
CHAPTER XXXV – At Comanche Point
CHAPTER XXXVI – Outwitted
CHAPTER XXXVII – The Dawn of Comprehension
CHAPTER XXXVIII – Exit Leach Sharkey
CHAPTER XXXIX – The Fight on the Cliff
CHAPTER XL – Revelation
CHAPTER XLI – Beneath the Precipice
CHAPTER XLII – Wedding Bells
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IT was a June morning in mid-California. The sun was just rising over the rim of the horizon, dissipating the purple haze of dawn and bathing in golden sunshine a great valley spread out like a parchment scroll. It was a rural scene of magnificent grandeur – encircling mountains, rolling foothills, and then the vast expanse of plain dotted here and there with clumps of trees and clothed with luxuriant grasses.
Thousands of cattle were bestirring themselves from their slumbers – some sniffing the air and bellowing lowly, others paving the earth in an indifferent way, and all moving slowly toward one or other of the mountain streams that wound serpent-like through the valley, as if they deemed it proper to begin the day with a morning libation.
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During this tragic recital of his wrongs the old storekeeper had become noticeably excited.
“Thanks,” replied the storekeeper as he turned away to wipe a mist from his eyes.
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