1903 -- CONTENTS LRAPTBR 1 . TOWN ............ I1 . THE ENCOUNTER ......... 111 . LEANDER AND HIS LADY ....... IV . JUDITH. THE POSTMISTRESS ...... V . THE TRAIL OF SENTIMENT ....... V1 . A DAUGHTER OF THE DESERT ...... V11 . CHUGG TAKES THE RIBBONS ..... V111 . THE RODNEYS AT HOME ....... 1 MRS . YELLETT AND HER GOVMENT . . X . ON HORSE-THIEF TRAIL ....... XI . THE CABIN IN THE VALLEY ...... XI1 . THE ROUND-UP .......... XI11 . ARYS FIRST DAY IN CAMP . . . XIV . JUDITH ADJUSTS THE SITUATION .... XV . THE WOLF-HUNT . . . ...
1903 -- CONTENTS LRAPTBR 1 . TOWN ............ I1 . THE ENCOUNTER ......... 111 . LEANDER AND HIS LADY ....... IV . JUDITH. THE POSTMISTRESS ...... V . THE TRAIL OF SENTIMENT ....... V1 . A DAUGHTER OF THE DESERT ...... V11 . CHUGG TAKES THE RIBBONS ..... V111 . THE RODNEYS AT HOME ....... 1 MRS . YELLETT AND HER GOVMENT . . X . ON HORSE-THIEF TRAIL ....... XI . THE CABIN IN THE VALLEY ...... XI1 . THE ROUND-UP .......... XI11 . ARYS FIRST DAY IN CAMP . . . XIV . JUDITH ADJUSTS THE SITUATION .... XV . THE WOLF-HUNT . . . XVI . IN THE LAND OF THE RED SILENCE ... XVII . MRS . YELLETT CONTENDS WITH A CLOUD- BURST ............ 259 .......... .... ............. XVIII . FORESHADOWED 274 XIX . ROCKED BY A HEMPEN STRING 296 XX . THE BALL 304 JUDITH OF THE PLAINS JUDITH OF.THE PLAINS . -. . TOWN I T was June, and a little past sunrise, but there was no hint of early summer freshness in the noxious air of the sleeping-car as it toiled like a snail over the infinity of prairie. From behind the green- striped curtains of the berths, now the sound of restless turning and now a long-drawn sigh signified the uneasy slumber due to stifling air and discomfort. The only passenger stirring was a girl whose youth drooped under the unfavorable influences of foul air, fatigue, and a strained anxiety to come to the end of this fateful journey. She had been up while it was yet dark, and her hand - luggage, locked, strapped, and as pitifully new at the art of travelling as the girl herself, clustered about the hem of her blue serge skirt like chicks about a hen. The engine shrieked, but its voice sounded weak and far off in that still ocean of space the girl tightened her grasp on the largest of the satchelsand looked at the approaching porter tentatively. I t Were late twenty-fie minutes, he reassured her, with the hopeless patience of one who has lost heart in curbing travellers enthusiasms. She turned towards the window a pair of shoulders plainly significant of the burdensome last straw. Four days and nights in this trainH-they were . . slqyer in those dsys- and now this extra twentyfii.rnin, us l, .. 9 8 viss Cmichaels famous dimple hid itself in -asgust. . .. . - . . Tbs deure0lines of mouth and chin, that could always be ieiied upon for special pleading when sentence was about to be passed on the dimple by those who disapproved of dimples, drooped with disappointment. But the light - brown hair con- tinued to curl facetiously-it was the sort of hair whose spontaneous rippling conveys to the seeing eye a sense of humor. The train plodded across the spacious vacancy that unrolled itself farther and farther in quest of the fugitive horizon. The scrap of view that came within a closer range of vision spun past the car windows like a bit of stage mechanism, a gigantic panorama rotating to simulate a race at breakneck speed. But Miss Carmichael looked with unseeing eyes the whirling prairie with its golden flecks of cactus bloom was but part of the universal strange- ness, and the dull ache of homesickness was in it all. My dear my dear-a head in crimpers was thrust from between the curtains of the section op- posite- Ive been awake half the night. I was SO afraid I wouldnt see you before you got off, The head was followed, almost instinctively, by a hand travelling furtively to the crimpers that gp- ped the ladys brow like barnacles clinging to a keel. Mary expressed a grievedappreciation at the loss of rest in behalf of her early departure, and con- spicuously forbore to glance in the direction of the barnacles, that being a first principle as between woman and woman. And, oh, my dear, it gets worse and worse. Ive looked at it this morning, and its worse in Wyoming than it was in Colorado. What it 11 be before I reach California, I shudder to think...
Good. Tales of The Frontier Series. HB, Harper & Brothers, Tales of The Frontier Series, c1903, frontis. Green cloth covers have a stain bottom of front cover with small fraying at side and top, dampstain edge of ffep to title page, lbep & inside back cover, contents clean and tight. Good.
Fair. Hardcover, good condition, outside cover shows signs of use, outside spine of book is in good, inner binder weak starting to detach, Main Text and Pages of Main Text in good condition. No signs of water damages, appears to be free of writing, appears to be free of underlining, appears to be free of markings, and appears to be free of highlighting.
ISBN. Hardback. No dustjacket, uniform-bound in green cloth with gold gilt lettering on spine, gold gilt finish on top edge of interior pages, as part of "Tales of the Frontier" series. Very Good Condition. Tight sound unmarked copy with minor rubs and bumps to edges and corners of covers, some browning and dustsoiling to edges of interior pages. No statement of later printing on copyright page.
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