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id: 13709
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  ''Granger is beginnin'' to upbraid himse''f for not gettin the onhappy stranger''s address, so''s he could ship home the remainder.


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id: 14367
title: When A Man''s A Man
author: Wright, Harold Bell
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  "He''s a man''s horse, all right," agreed Bob. Breakfast over, the men left the house, not too quietly, and laughing, "Look at our Phil," the Dean continued, for the man beside him was a Phil had told Kitty that she would like Patches. Phil stopped, and Patches could see him watching, as the wild horses, Phil and Patches were riding that day in the country about Old Camp. When Patches directed Phil''s attention to the riders, the cowboy said For a moment Phil looked at the man, while Jim Reid moved his horse in Patches'' face, as the man on the horse said, "Little Billy broke the Phil saw a look of relief in his friend''s face as Patches answered Kitty "Because you are not that kind of a man, Phil Acton," answered Patches To-day Patches, the cowboy, can look any man in the face.


id: 20382
title: Ranching, Sport and Travel
author: Carson, Thomas
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  volume is devoted to cattle ranching in Arizona, New Mexico and Texas. was visited twice a year by immense numbers of natives, some from great sheep and cattle country of New Mexico; not that I had any knowledge of little of the ways of the country and still less of the cattle business. been cattle ranching up north for some years, had a good knowledge of believe, the best-bred cattle would in course of long years and many Another small herd we some time later disposed of were equally good charge of and operate certain cattle-ranches in New Mexico in the water-claims and a very fine though small herd of cattle. Eastern New Mexico, the country over which our cattle ranged, was a huge some place where there is lots of good grass for the cattle and saddle places I saw many of the great ring men of the day, in fact never missed


id: 19867
title: Frank Merriwell, Junior''s, Golden Trail; Or, The Fugitive Professor
author: Standish, Burt L.
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  FRANK MERRIWELL, JUNIOR''s, GOLDEN TRAIL; Or, THE FUGITIVE PROFESSOR. Ballard had tried to tell his chums, young Frank Merriwell and Owen "With material like that to choose from, Chip," said Clancy, "it ought "From all I can hear, Clan," Merry answered, "the Gold Hill bunch is a "That sounds too much like Professor Phineas Borredaile," said Frank. after he had come with Frank and his friends from Gold Hill to Ophir. lads got back from Happenchance, Porter went to Gold Hill. "Then," said Frank promptly, "we''ll go over to Gold Hill this very night "Five dollars is all right, McGurvin," said Frank. "Where he has gone is a mystery," said Merriwell, "but I think Blunt and automobile and beat Blunt to Gold Hill with the professor''s location "Professor Borrodaile isn''t here, Clan," said young Merriwell presently. "The way I size it up," said Frank, "the professor hired this Turkeyfoot


id: 21219
title: A Voice in the Wilderness
author: Hill, Grace Livingston
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  A sad, set look came quickly into the Boy''s eyes and his face grew Gardley and Margaret looked at each other and smiled, then turned and But when the day was done, the school-house locked, and Bud and Margaret Margaret, in her seat half-way back at the side of the school-house near "Now look!" said Margaret, and turned her about to the mirror. look from the young man''s eyes, and felt a passing wonder whether he had troubled Margaret watched the sly look in the girl''s eyes and wondered school-house Margaret looked back and saw Rosa Rogers posing in one of they have come," said Gardley that night when he was bidding Margaret And one day Margaret faced the girl alone, looking steadily "Rosa, look here!" said Margaret, following the girl toward the door, Gardley and Bud, riding for all they were worth, said little by the way.


id: 19723
author: Mindeleff, Cosmos
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  3. Ground plan of small ruin in Canyon de Chelly 96 Ground plan of a small ruin in Canyon del Muerto 140 Ground plan of a small ruin in Canyon del Muerto 140 [Illustration: Fig. 1--Ground plan of an old ruin in Canyon del [Illustration: Fig. 3--Ground plan of a small ruin in Canyon de [Illustration: Fig. 7--Ground plan of a ruin in Canyon del Muerto.] end of the ruin there is a room with walls 6 feet high. [Illustration: Fig. 31--Ground plan of a large ruin in Canyon del [Illustration: Fig. 35--Ground plan of a small ruin, with two kivas.] [Illustration: Fig. 39--Ground plan of a ruin in Canyon de Chelly.] [Illustration: Fig. 39--Ground plan of a ruin in Canyon de Chelly.] [Illustration: Fig. 42--Ground plan of a small ruin in Canyon del [Illustration: Fig. 42--Ground plan of a small ruin in Canyon del

title:
  The Cliff Ruins of Canyon de Chelly, Arizona Sixteenth Annual Report of the Bureau of Ethnology to the Secretary of the Smithsonian Institution, 1894-95, Government Printing Office, Washington, 1897, pages 73-198


id: 29485
title: Faro Nell and Her Friends: Wolfville Stories
author: Lewis, Alfred Henry
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  "Shore; bein'' ladies that-a-way, Missis Rucker, Tucson Jennie an'' Faro "Texas has Boggs drug half-way to the door, before Enright can head "Thar''s a quaver in Dead Shot''s voice, Peets tells me, that''s like a "''Thar''s my hand, Dead Shot,'' says Enright, who''s chokin'' a little. "''Yes,'' adds Peets, ''as Sam says, if thar''s any little way we-all can "''Thar''s shore a limit somewhar, Sam,'' Boggs says, ''to this yere "''Missis Rucker not bein'' yere none,'' says Enright softly, an'' "''Thar''s a time,'' says Tutt--''it''s way back--when I sets into a little "''Ca''m yourse''f, Monte,'' says Enright, who''s come in in time to "''Is thar time,'' asks Nell of Enright, ''for me to round up Missis "''It ain''t by no means shore, Dan,'' says Texas, to whom Boggs imparts "''Which this yere Mike bein'' shore dead,'' says Enright, ''strikes me as "''Thar''s a pa''r to draw to!'' says Nell to Texas, her eyes like


id: 28670
title: Arizona''s Yesterday Being the Narrative of John H. Cady, Pioneer
author: Woon, Basil
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  And yet it is history that the old Territory of Arizona in days famous old towns where in days gone by white men were wont to sleep with encountered by an adventurous pioneer of the old days in Arizona and this time stay long in the city of my birth, going in a few days to Camp recently the Indian dominated the white man in Arizona in point of we finally came in sight of the "Old Pueblo." In Tucson I became, soon Ranch; but Pete, who was more feared by the Indians than any white man When the white man came he, too, found the fertile places, the running than any man in Arizona over the bar in my life-time, but I voted dry at One day a man came along and, when he saw the crowd in the hall, The following day six white men--myself, De Long and fierce old Bill


id: 18538
title: I Married a Ranger
author: Smith, Dama Margaret
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  "This is White Mountain, Chief Ranger here. Yellowstone before he became Chief Ranger at Grand Canyon. White Mountain was called away, and when he returned he said that he had Ranger Fisk and I took refuge in her parlor one day from a heavy rain. As Ranger Fisk said, "She turns her voice on and then goes away and Ranger Winess said, however, that she turned her mule''s head in Ranger Winess carried the little body down to our house and we took the A month later a strange Indian came to my house, handed me a package and several times he slipped away and tried to follow the old trail he "Do I look like a dead one?" Ranger Winess demanded. came back presently, and White Mountain said to me: "Don''t you want to Ranger West came in one day and told me that there was a lot of sickness "Look here, Chief Ranger.


id: 16889
title: The Enchanted Canyon
author: Morrow, Honoré
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  you told a friend about it, Enoch?" he said, his voice a little husky. "Enoch," said Frank, "this is my daughter, Diana. "Frank thinks you ought to stay out here with him, Enoch," said Seaton. look of great relief came to Cadiz''s face, as he said to Enoch: "I''ll get Miss Allen to drop me at the house, Jonas," said Enoch. "How did you come to do it?" asked Enoch, looking strangely at Diana. "Miss Diana Allen," said Jonas softly, "she told Mr. Abbott this noon, "Look here, Abbott," said Enoch, "if it''s bad, I''ve got to fight it, "Jonas, old boy," said Enoch, "you stay in camp Then Diana said, "We''ve been out half an hour, Enoch." And Enoch said, "Diana, I know now that not one moment of the "Enoch," said Diana, "I have something that I want to say to you, but


id: 18703
author: Stevenson, James
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  A small collection of rude stone hammers was obtained from the turquois Rather large disk-shaped smoothing stone of basalt. Tinaja or olla, rather small, polished black ware. handle and spout, about half-gallon size, polished black ware. Small olla-shaped bowl; yellow ware. with handle similar in form and size to the ordinary white stone-china Small cup without handle; polished black ware. Small cooking pot with handle; polished black ware. Small pitcher-shaped cooking pot with handle and crenulate A small flat flaring bowl of red ware, with simple, Small bowl of white ware, ornamented with red triangles Collection of 67 stones used in smoothing pottery. Collection of 67 stones used in smoothing pottery. Small bowl-shaped cups with handle; Water vessel resembling in form a tinaja, but with small Water vessel of the form and ornamentation shown in Fig. Small bowl of black polished ware. Small bowl of black polished ware.

title:
  Illustrated Catalogue of the Collections Obtained from the Indians of New Mexico in 1880 Second Annual Report of the Bureau of Ethnology to the Secretary of the Smithsonian Institution, 1880-81, Government Printing Office, Washington, 1883, pages 429-466


id: 17488
author: Mindeleff, Cosmos
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  THE REPAIR OF CASA GRANDE RUIN, ARIZONA, IN 1891 Ground plan of Casa Grande ruin 322 repair of Casa Grande ruin in southern Arizona. A ground plan of the ruin is shown in plate CXII and a general view in Repair of the ruin of Casa Grande, Arizona: To enable the Secretary of the Interior to repair and protect the ruin of Casa Grande, Casa Grande ruin as recommended by the Secretary of the Interior. I. CONTRACT FOR REPAIRING AND PRESERVING CASA GRANDE RUIN, ARIZONA risk perform and execute the work upon the Casa Grande ruin, described PLANS AND SECTIONS--PRESERVATION OF THE CASA GRANDE RUIN, ARIZONA. Bid for putting a roof on the Casa Grande ruins as per plans and _Contract for the repair and preservation of the Casa Grande ruin, the preservation of Casa Grande ruin near that place, and to report Casa Grande ruin and determining the desirability of further works

title:
  The Repair of Casa Grande Ruin, Arizona, in 1891 Fifteenth Annual Report of the Bureau of Ethnology to the Secretary of the Smithsonian Institution, 1893-94, Government Printing Office, Washington, 1897, pages 315-348


id: 17487
author: Mindeleff, Cosmos
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  Interior wall of Casa Grande ruin 310 The Casa Grande ruin, situated near Gila river, in southern Arizona, is remains of walls should be assigned to the Casa Grande proper, for this So far as known to the writer no accurate plan of the Casa Grande ruin Casa Grande group, and the single structure with standing walls as the vicinity of the Casa Grande ruin proper, where the ground surface was [Illustration: Pl. LIV: Standing Wall near Casa Grande.] eastern wall, at level 3 feet above center of depressed area adjoining inch; northern and southern walls, at same level, 42 and 43 feet the level stated the northern wall measures but 34 feet 4 inches, and [Illustration: Pl. LVI: Interior Wall of Casa Grande Ruin.] In the western wall of the southern room there was but one opening. The eastern opening in the southern wall of the northern room is well

title:
  Casa Grande Ruin Thirteenth Annual Report of the Bureau of Ethnology to the Secretary of the Smithsonian Institution, 1891-92, Government Printing Office, Washington, 1896, pages 289-318


id: 27890
title: The Merriweather Girls in Quest of Treasure
author: Edholm, Lizette M.
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  "Look at this, Bet!" Kit Patten exclaimed. "In here!" Kit suddenly opened a door and at Bet''s look of surprise "Why, girls, we don''t know what half of them are for," laughed Bet. "Well, there is one thing sure, girls," laughed Kit Patten. The girls laughed for Bet was always wishing things to last forever. eyes!" whispered Enid to Bet, who was trying to coax one small girl to "That''s an idea," said Bet, and the girls joined in the laugh, but the "I feel like a million dollars--or maybe two!" answered Bet. The old professor seemed quite at ease. Kit at that moment made a face behind the back of Kie Wicks and Bet and that sort of thing," pouted Kit. Bet spoke up firmly: "I''ve decided not to go treasure hunting. "Would you really do a silly thing like that, Bet Baxter?" asked Joy "What does the ghost look like, Kit?" asked Bet.


id: 30686
title: Little Tales of The Desert
author: Foster, Ethel Twycross
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  [Illustration: LITTLE TALES OF THE DESERT Cover] place stood the same dear old Santa Claus, whom Mary had seen every year As he sped away over the sand toward the next camp, Mary gave a sigh and "Indeed no, my dear little girl," said Father, "but probably if you On the soft bed lay mother rat and six tiny little fellows you, little girl?" said a tiny voice near by, "you are getting your "Oh, I didn''t know rabbits could talk," and Mary''s eyes grew big and Mary gave a little shudder, for she did remember eating rabbit for But Mary was not in great danger for generally the little reptiles are At first Mary was afraid of frightening it away, but one day it came as Mary stepped back and waited and pretty soon the little fellow After this Mary and the little road-runner soon became fast friends, and


id: 21841
title: The Saddle Boys in the Grand Canyon; or, The Hermit of the Cave
author: Carson, James, Captain
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  "I reckon you were right, Frank," remarked Bob, after half an hour of "Well, what do you think now, Frank?" asked Bob, as they stood in front "But Frank, it''s a long lane that has no turning," remarked Bob; "and "All right; where will you take up your stand, Frank?" asked Bob, "Looks all right, Bob!" exclaimed Frank, as though a great load had been "Old Hank happened to run across our trail just then," Frank continued; that''s going some, eh, Bob?" exclaimed Frank, with a little Frank was just opening his eyes a little while later when he saw Bob''s see what the old things look like?" asked Bob, as the guide made motions "Shake hands, Bob," said Frank. "Come along Bob," remarked Frank. "I didn''t tell you, Bob," Frank remarked; "but during the night I But while new scenes would likely interest Frank and Bob from time to


id: 23691
author: Fewkes, Jesse Walter
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  that the prehistoric cliff houses, cave dwellings, and ruined pueblos to explorations of two Tusayan ruins, called Awatobi and Sikyatki. dwelling where the rooms are excavated from the cliff wall, forming Water-house people joined the other Hopi, the latter inhabited pueblos The only fragment of pottery from Awatobi or Sikyatki with designs FOOD BOWLS WITH FIGURES OF BIRDS, FROM SIKYATKI] FOOD BOWLS WITH FIGURES OF BIRDS, FROM SIKYATKI] FOOD BOWLS WITH FIGURES OF BIRDS, FROM SIKYATKI] FOOD BOWLS WITH FIGURES OF BIRDS AND FEATHERS FROM SIKYATKI] FOOD BOWLS WITH FIGURES OF BIRDS AND FEATHERS FROM SIKYATKI] FOOD BOWLS WITH FIGURES OF BIRDS AND FEATHERS FROM SIKYATKI] FOOD BOWLS WITH FIGURES OF BIRDS AND FEATHERS FROM SIKYATKI] FOOD BOWLS WITH FIGURES OF BIRDS AND FEATHERS FROM SIKYATKI] Among the forms of geometric designs on ancient Tusayan pottery there the Red Rock Country, and the Tusayan Ruins, Sikyatki and Awatobi,

title:
  Archeological Expedition to Arizona in 1895 Seventeenth Annual Report of the Bureau of American Ethnology to the Secretary of the Smithsonian Institution, 1895-1896, Government Printing Office, Washington, 1898, pages 519-744


id: 2382
title: Memoir of the Proposed Territory of Arizona
author: Mowry, Sylvester
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  "The NEW TERRITORY of ARIZONA, better known as the GADSDEN PURCHASE, the territory of New Mexico; on the east by the Rio Bravo del Norte, and Sonora, Mexican provinces; and on the west by the Colorado River of off from our Territory the head of the Santa Cruz river and valley, the Mexican provinces of New Mexico and Sonora on the south; and California or the immense resources of the new Territory in silver, copper, and copper mines,) near Fort Webster, north of the Gila, were worked to large mining population, and afford abundant supplies for the great San Pedro river and valley is also one of great richness, and is Of the present mining operations in the Territory of Arizona, the most region of the Gila, the rich copper, silver, and gold mines of New The population of the new Territory of Arizona is at present not far


id: 753
title: Arizona Nights
author: White, Stewart Edward
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  A white-faced woman who looked mighty good to us alkalis opened the "Well," says the man, still reasonable, "I ain''t got no money, but I''ll We got there a little after noon, turned the old boy As you boys know, I come in from Texas to Buck Johnson''s about ten year "Looks like somebody had roped her by the hind feet," says I. "Jed," says he, "I''m not good, like you fellows are, at knowin'' one cow "Jed," said Senor Johnson to his foreman, "the next son of a gun that Man looked all right, but his tail went down like the "Senor," said he, "if ever you shoot me with that little old gun, AND I However, the "little old gun" took its place, not in Senor Johnson''s "And we got to have water, you know," added Senor Johnson. Senor Johnson, like most men who have long


id: 756
title: Arizona Sketches
author: Munk, J. A. (Joseph Amasa)
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  At the time that the ranch was located the Pass country was considered passed that way in search of water and a pleasant camp ground. great depths in perfectly dry ground in an eager search for water A never-failing spring of good water in sufficient quantity to supply compass, that lead to springs and water holes, on which the cattle farmers and mechanics, men who work with their hands and live natural found the cattle we were looking for going to water on the home trail. year the natural water supply of the ranch is sufficient for all Cattle that feed on the open range will leave good grass When the water from the different springs is all united it forms a good Where the canon begins to box a large spring of pure cold water issues Railroad, stands the Meteorite Mountain of Arizona, on a wide, open


id: 1049
title: Vanished Arizona: Recollections of the Army Life by a New England Woman
author: Summerhayes, Martha
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  my old friend Jack, a second lieutenant of the United States army, who "real old-fashioned army toddy" several times a day,--a new beverage man''s house, a little old, forlorn, deserted-looking adobe casa. I should look that way when my time came to leave Arizona. arrived at a place called "Old Soldier''s Camp." There the "Gila" joined We made fourteen miles the next day, and went into camp at a place "Look behind you at those trees, Jack," said Major Worth. day some officers came in and said we must go over to the "Ravine" that time to look back: we were starting for a long day''s march, across the day when an army officer is sixty-four years old and Uncle Sam lays him Old friends were coming and going all the time, and it seemed so good to The young Cavalry officers came in to say good-bye to Captain Jack:


id: 763
title: The Round-Up: A Romance of Arizona; Novelized from Edmund Day''s Melodrama
author: Murray, John
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  poor Dick Lane, who was putting a thought of Echo Allen in every blow "Bud," he said, "I know the man who is sendin'' the money to Payson. Unknown to Bud Lane and Buck McKee, who were rioting in Florence, Jack resigned, Jack Payson promoted Sage-brush, although next to Bud Lane he ain''t gone to the Lazy K with Buck McKee," said Sage-brush; then, "Come to Jack''s weddin'', of course," replied Polly, adding loved Dick Lane, but I know that she loves Jack Payson now with all her With her hand on Jack''s shoulder, Echo said: "Polly, you are a flirt. "That''s all right, Jack," McKee began, holding out his hand--"let Mrs. Allen laid her hand on Jack''s shoulder and said: "Just the same, it Dick Lane had planned to shield Echo by writing to Jack Payson, letting "Dick," said Allen, with deep sympathy, laying his hand upon the man''s


id: 2070
title: To the Last Man
author: Grey, Zane
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  "Shore I knowed you was Jean Isbel," he said. had he kissed a girl--until this brown-faced Ellen Jorth came his way. "Jean, you shore handle thet old arm some clumsy," said Guy Isbel, mid-afternoon Jean Isbel had set as a meeting time Ellen directed her "''Greaves,'' he said, ''if thet fellar''s Jean Isbel I ain''t hankerin'' fer Ellen wondered if he had heard of her meeting with Jean Isbel. "That''s what jean Isbel beat y''u for," went on Ellen. Jean Isbel and Ellen Jorth! "Shore it was Jean Isbel," replied Ellen, coolly. "Ellen, did Jean Isbel see this black horse?" Suddenly across Jean''s mind flashed a thought of Ellen Jorth. naturally they wondered why Jean Isbel had said ''first for Ellen "I tell you, Ellen Jorth," declared the old man, "thet Jean Isbel loves "An'' so Jean Isbel has not killed a Jorth!" said Ellen, in strange,


id: 9661
title: Mormon Settlement in Arizona A Record of Peaceful Conquest of the Desert
author: McClintock, James H.
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  LITTLE COLORADO SETTLEMENTS--Genesis of St. Johns; Land Purchased by Arizona Mormon Settlement and Early Roads valleys of the Little Colorado, the Salt, the Gila and the San Pedro and July, four days before the Mormon arrival in the Salt Lake Valley, most the San Pedro Valley, on the route of the Mormon Battalion march. established in the California valleys even richer Mormon settlements than went directly to the Little Colorado settlements in later years. took five men and went by way of Las Vegas Springs to the Colorado River, settlement on the Paria River, started a ranch in Rock House Valley and The Colorado River drains nearly all the lands of present Mormon Church authorities to the struggling Little Colorado River settlements. St. Johns and one mile below a former Mexican settlement, near San the Stake have been included Mormon settlements of the San Pedro Valley


id: 10932
title: Over the Pass
author: Palmer, Frederick
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  "But Firio and Jag Ear and Wrath of God wait for me," Jack said, entering final look of defiance and Jack Wingfield''s attitude in answer rose out "In the morning, yes," answered Jack; and he was smiling again in a way "If it wants to feel perfectly comfortable it has!" said Jack, by way surprise at the thought of Jack''s remaining in Little Rivers long enough "I''ll change my mind about going to the pass, Jack," she said. second glance you do not look very much like Jack Wingfield," the Doge "Don''t you like Little Rivers?" asked Jack. "Don''t you like Little Rivers?" asked Jack. if this were like a desert day and Jack said that it was. "Yes, as I said, the little light that I have is yours, Jack," she began. "Yes, Jack," said the father. power passing into the hands of one man," said Jack. "Yes," said Jack, without looking at Prather.


id: 11226
title: Building a State in Apache Land
author: Poston, Charles D. (Charles Debrille)
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  government of the United States had undertaken to protect the Mexicans interesting at the Government Boarding-House in San Francisco, and a new liquidation the Mexican government made the family a grant of land in The Pima Indians have lived in their villages on the Gila River time the country north of the Gila River, because of the Apaches, who then line would include both banks of the Colorado River in the American boundary line of the United States includes both banks of the River to The boundary line between Mexico and the United States, under the treaty mountains and wide valleys we arrived on the Santa Cruz River, and As soon as it was known in Mexico that an American company had arrived in Tubac, Mexicans from Sonora and the adjacent States came in great valid grant of land made by the Mexican government, and the French were


id: 13709
title: Wolfville Nights
author: Lewis, Alfred Henry
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  mind,'' says Texas Thompson, who''s thar present at the time, an'' can''t "Now that Silver Phil''s free, but loonatic like Peets says, an'' doubly No!'' says Old Man Enright to Dave Tutt who asks the As Enright says: ''This yere Silver Phil ain''t likely to be onnacheral to Dave, that a-way--thar''s a callow pin-feather party comes Thar''s a faraway look to Dave at the time, like he''s tryin'' to settle "''I was wont to think so,'' says Enright, ''but thar once chances a play, "''Tell us at least, Doc,'' says Enright, ''whether Dave''s likely to grow "''Them''s mighty dead game gents, Enright an'' Doc Peets is!'' says Dan. thing mebby for Enright Peets; I won''t set camped yere an'' say it ain''t; "''Well, gents,'' says Texas, when he sees his hoss is come, ''I reckons time goes on, however, thar''s a day when I''m goin'' to take the


id: 13150
title: Through the Grand Canyon from Wyoming to Mexico
author: Kolb, E. L. (Ellsworth Leonardson)
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  Green River City proved to be a busy little place noisy with switch The canyon-walled river turned southeast here, and continued of Major Powell''s parties had upset a boat in a Red Canyon rapid. river, and noon found us several miles below the camp, having run About the lower end of Red Canyon the river turned directly east, The river at the entrance of this rock-walled canyon was nothing through Cataract Canyon''s forty-one miles of rapids, with their boats, this, or in the 120 miles of good boating from Green River, Utah, to rapids, although the descent of the river would make rough water even like the rapid at Dark Canyon, sweeping under the wall until turned by water a great deal as we lifted and lined the boats over the rocks at boats over the rocks at the head of the rapid. left, the boating party was camped at the end of the canyons.


id: 35071
title: The Boy Scouts on the Range
author: Goldfrap, John Henry
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  grinned one of the stout boy''s tormentors, as Rob and Merritt took their "No. I saw Clark and Jess ride out of town a good half-hour before Rob "I''d like to help that fellow get his Indians rounded up," said Rob; "he Rob, and we''ll ride round all the ranches where I know some boys, and "I guess that''s your pony, Rob," said Tubby generously, as the "Well, I''ve had enough of it to last me for a long time," laughed Rob. Two other ponies were soon caught and saddled, and much to the delight "Did you give the alarm to the rest of the boys?" asked Rob of Harry, "Well done, my boy," exclaimed Mr. Harkness, as Rob rode up. "Say, Rob," put in Tubby plaintively, after the other boys had got the Boy Scouts soon showed which way Rob had been carried off.


id: 37746
title: The Angel of the Gila: A Tale of Arizona
author: Marsland, Cora
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  "_Your_ teacher, eh, sonny," said Kenneth Hastings smiling. "Tell me, Wathemah," she said, "what you learned to-day in the Bible "You like to dance, I see," said Esther to one girl. looked first at Esther Bright, and then at Kenneth Hastings. "That is a happy thought, Miss Bright," said Mrs. Clayton in hearty "They want ter know as will yer tell ''em a short story, Miss Bright." Next?" said Esther, looking into the face of the next Away up the mountain road, Esther Bright and Kenneth Hastings drew For many a day, John Clayton, Kenneth Hastings and Esther Bright had "Miss Bright," said John Clayton, from the doorway, "you are asked "No," he said stoutly, "Mrs. Clayton ask Wathemah he Miss Bright "Look out here, young man," said Lord Kelwin, as Wathemah approached "The mountains do great things for us," said Esther, looking up at the


id: 39433
title: Frank Merriwell''s Backers; Or, The Pride of His Friends
author: Standish, Burt L.
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  The man started a little, gave Frank a look, then glanced toward the "Look here," Frank said, in a commanding way, "you are not to say "They git heap hot time!" said old Joe, in Frank''s ear. "Now," said Frank, "I''m going out with the men to watch for a second "Look here," said Frank, "before you go, I have some things to say. "Look out for that man, Frank," said Hodge, in an ominous manner. "I think I''ll look after things to-night," said Frank grimly. "Come in here," said Frank, leading the way into the cabin. "I''ll do what I can for your dog, sir," said Frank Merriwell. "Well, that''s Frank Merriwell!" said Bill. murderous wretch like the man who had tried to shoot Frank Merriwell "Let up, boy," said Frank to the dog. "He knows where he''s going, fellows," said Frank. "That''s a pretty good hand!" said Frank.


id: 39937
title: The Long Dim Trail
author: Hooker, Forrestine C. (Forrestine Cooper)
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  You''ve got to look a man in the eyes, grip his hand as a Limber''s eyes twinkled, as Traynor added, "Tell the doctor what "Well, I''ll see Paddy for you, and now, Limber, Doctor Powell wants to here with the herd," said Limber, "or, if Doctor Powell wanted to stay So the matter was settled, and four days later Limber and Doctor Powell Katherine Glendon stood outside the door of the Circle Cross ranch "If I knowed a woman like Glendon''s wife was waitin'' for me at a ranch, The eyes of Glendon shifted cat-like from Limber to Powell, then his Powell stepped to Glendon''s side, his face white with fury, his hands that Doctor Powell and Limber had taken in forcing Glendon''s Limber''s eyes turned to Powell. Limber rose from the side of the couch and looked into Powell''s eyes. Doctor Powell held out his hand and gripped Limber''s.


id: 41447
title: Curly: A Tale of the Arizona Desert
author: Pocock, Roger
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  "Curly," says I, "this young chief won''t have no use for old Chalkeye; ground, I saw young Jim du Chesnay coming, on the dead run for home. "Confound the horses!" says Jim, "let''s burn the trail for home. "That man has lost his horse," says Jim; "thirsty, I guess, and "You hear that hawss?" says Curly, and far off I heard a horse come "Boys," says I, "we got to play at robbers to-night, I reckon, but I "Come on," says Jim, and swung his horse to the west along a small dead Jim began talking haughty, and wanted to know if Curly liked the notion "I''m sort of tired," says Curly right out loud, and Jim went cold with young Jim his son, and little Curly McCalmont." "Now you know," says Curly, "why we robbers played a hand in yo'' game." "Curly," says I, "you''re shot, and you got to be good in a small voice,


id: 39599
title: The Little Colonel in Arizona
author: Johnston, Annie F. (Annie Fellows)
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  "JOYCE," said Jack Ware, stopping beside his sister''s seat in the long, sweet-looking woman the little mother is," said Elsie, in a low tone, Holland weighted down with baggage, Joyce helping the sweet-faced little JOYCE stood in the door of the little adobe house, and looked out across Joyce took the remaining chair, Jack sat on the wood-box, and Mary, day, when a tent would be vacant, he sat for a long time talking to Mrs. Ware and Mary, in the rustic arbour covered with bamboo and palm leaves. "Come on out, Joyce, and look at it," called Phil. Jack and Lloyd riding on ahead, and Phil and Joyce following leisurely. A dozen times on the way home Joyce said to herself: "Oh, what if it had "Tell me about her," said Lloyd, who wanted a little more time to regain "I want you to tell Lloyd and Joyce something for me," he said.


id: 40262
title: Frank Merriwell''s Triumph; Or, The Disappearance of Felicia
author: Standish, Burt L.
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  "I don''t know nothing about those things, Frank," said the boy. "It''s up that way we saw smoke, Frank," said Hodge. "Seems to me," said Frank, "I have heard of him as a bad man who was "All right, cap''n," said Frank; "you are at liberty to do as you like." "I think," said Frank, "that it is about time for Cap''n Wiley to cash in "Now is the time for you to stop," said Frank in Wiley''s ear, speaking "It''s a wise man who knows when to stop," said Frank. "Now, Wiley," said Frank, "tell me about these men you say you have "Come into the hotel," said Frank, turning to the man who had brought "How, how, Strong Heart!" said the old man, extending his hand to Frank. "You know Dick is Frank''s half-brother, sir," said the girl. "Well, now that everything seems all right here, Frank," said Dick, "I


id: 40277
title: The Little Indian Weaver
author: Brandeis, Madeline
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  [Illustration: BAH, THE LITTLE INDIAN WEAVER] "It is bad medicine to dream when one is awake, Bah," said Mother. "No," replied the Indian girl, looking up into his face, "Bah make so For days Bah''s chief delight was her new corn ear doll. know, Bah, that Mother sells or trades blankets, and that Father sells "That''s right," said Billy, thinking of the only Indian he ever knew, The Indian girl looked at him for a moment, and Billy saw two small He looked at each hogan for Bah, and asked the Indians he Then Bah''s mother looked over at Billy. Billy was asking many questions of Bah''s mother and he found her a story, all about Bah, her mother and her father, the Big Chief. [Illustration: BAH''S MOTHER WEAVING NAVAJO BLANKET] After greeting the Indians, Billy looked around for Bah. She was "Don''t be afraid, Bah," said Billy.


id: 47491
author: Matthews, Stanley R.
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  "Young man," said Legree, stepping forward and addressing Motor Matt, "Seems lak he was a long time findin'' dat dere box," said Uncle Tom. "Ever seen that man before, Matt?" asked Legree, surprised at the boy''s in Legree, "for as long as we''ve got this tin box Brisco is going to "Vere vas Hank vile Spangler vas looking for der pox, Matt?" asked Carl. "Then come with me, Matt, you and Carl," said Legree, starting for the "The boy''s in danger," said Matt, "and I''m not going to leave Fairview Brisco, Spangler, and the other man were dangerously close before Matt "You know a lot that you''re not telling me, Legree," said Matt quietly. "First off, Matt, I crowded into dat car becase de idee looked good t'' "Do you know what Brisco intends to do with the Red Flier?" asked Matt. Everybody, Uncle Tommers, Matt, Carl, and Brisco and Spangler, were

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  Motor Matt''s Red Flyer; or, On the High Gear Motor Stories Thrilling Adventure Motor Fiction No. 6, April 3, 1909


id: 38064
title: Aw-Aw-Tam Indian Nights: Being the Myths and Legends of the Pimas of Arizona
author: Comalk-Hawk-Kih
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  And the young man-woman, when he came to his old home, placed his And when the young man-woman went to get his baby, Ee-ee-toy got into little time first." And he came to Ahahnheeattoepahk Mahkai and said: last day came he was still a good way off; but he went on and arrived And Ee-ee-toy, being her relative, went to her home and said: "Your And he went a second time, and told her the people were going to sing the people saw it they called to Ee-ee-toy, and he went and put his Then the old woman did not go near the people, but went home, and in And after they had come out a little way they came to a place called And the little boy went on to another doctor, who said: "Why do you And the next day I went on and came to the water of the Apaches.


id: 47087
title: Motor Matt''s Race; or, The Last Flight of the Comet
author: Matthews, Stanley R.
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  "You see, Welcome," explained Matt, with a wink at Chub and Clip, "it Chub introduced himself, Matt, Clip, and Welcome. "But Clip was _disguised_, Matt," said Chub, more than willing to be "If you''d got a good look at the two who robbed you," went on Matt, "I know, Matt," put in McKibben, "that you hate to think this of Clip Matt and Chub got up and stepped toward their chum. "Cheer up, old chum!" said Matt, taking Clip''s hand. Matt began by telling Chub how Dangerfield had asked him to help in "What I know wouldn''t clear Clip," said Matt, "although it would "It was Clip and Pete," put in Matt, and pointed to the print of a The party got back to Phoenix at half-past ten, and Matt and Chub left "Get that out of your head, Chub," said Matt. "Clip don''t want you to come to Phoenix," said Matt.


id: 42175
title: The Winter Solstice Altars at Hano Pueblo
author: Fewkes, Jesse Walter
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  THE WINTER SOLSTICE ALTARS AT HANO PUEBLO the Winter Solstice ceremony at the Hopi pueblo of Walpi, in Walpi, commonly called by the natives _Hopiki_, "Hopi pueblo," began pueblo by Tewa clans which are intrusive in the Hopi country, and are The pueblo called Hano is one of three villages on the East Mesa of _Okuwuñ-towa_, or Rain-cloud clan.--Men and boys: Kalakwai, Kala, while the present site of Hano was assigned to the Tewa clans. Hano, by clans, all the men gathering in the kivas of their respective The altars or fetishes in the five Walpi kivas are as follows: Hopi ceremony, and it may be characteristic of Tewa altars. Tewa clan called _Okuwuñ_ (Cloud) which corresponds, so far as meaning relatives in the Tewa pueblos in the east still use like altars in the true name, Hano, of the Tewa pueblo on the East Mesa.


id: 57017
title: The heritage of unrest
author: Overton, Gwendolen
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  It went well enough for a time, and the hills seemed coming a little the loss of a little thing like me won''t matter much." He stopped short, When the moon rose, Barnwell and Stone went away and left Landor again asked questions, Landor said she was eighteen years old, and that her Landor did not know; but she was part Apache, he said, and Harry Cabot''s "Look," she said, going up to Landor with a noiseless tread that made Cairness''s eyes turned from a little ground owl on the top of a mound By day Felipa was left in camp with the cook, while Landor and the men "I knew," Cairness said, turning to Landor after a very short silence, "You must get Mrs. Landor into the post to-morrow," Cairness said "You came quick all right enough," said Landor, looking at the lathered "It is from Cairness," said Landor, watching her narrowly.


id: 60795
title: Arizona Argonauts
author: Bedford-Jones, H. (Henry)
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  "He ain''t talked mines a mite," said Piute, casting about for a lizard. "Don''t worry about that, stranger," said Deadoak Stevens, at Murray''s "Meet Bill Hobbs, Deadoak." Murray waved his hand toward the rumpled "It''s all right, my dear," said Tom Lee, surprising Murray again by the D''ye mind, Murray, what our host said about Deadoak? At six in the morning, Murray and Sandy Mackintavers drove out along "Aiblins, now," said Sandy, while Murray examined the paper, "that "I have a friend, a Mr. Lee," said the stranger to Piute Tomkins. Tomkins was locking up for the night when Murray and Sandy Mackintavers Murray looked up to see Claire Lee. She had already met Bill Hobbs, and had displayed much interest in his eyes of Tom Lee. But Sandy Mackintavers was in the toils, and as for Bill Hobbs--Murray Coming around all right." Murray''s gaze went to Sandy


