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29851	Post, Melville Davisson	Dwellers in the Hills			.txt	text/plain	53501	3563	92	Cynthia," he began, "an' it was surely a Woodford cattle-horse." Then he river,--a crooked, mean old devil with a great hump, and eyes like a Jud and Ump had come in from the old man's log stable, Behind the old man Ump held up two fingers and made a sweeping gesture. "I know, too," said Ump. The old woman leaned out of the door. "You can't ga'nt a horse if he sweats good," said Ump; "but if he don't brown cattle-horses of Woodford, while Lem Marks rode a bay The giant turned his head, blinked his eyes for a moment like a man "Christian," said Ump, "you're not through with this horse." The old man lifted the horse's foot, and set it on his knee, and Ump Ump looked at the man, then rode his horse over to me. "One thing at a time, Quiller," said the man, spreading his hands.	./cache/29851.txt	./txt/29851.txt