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Title: The Busted Ex-Texan and Other Stories
Author: W. H. H. Murray
Release Date: April 5, 2009 [EBook #28502]
Language: English
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THE BUSTED EX-TEXAN
AND OTHER STORIES
BY
W. H. H. MURRAY
[Illustration: Cover]*
[Illustration: W. H. H. Murray]
THE
BUSTED EX-TEXAN
AND
OTHER STORIES
BY
W. H. H. MURRAY
AUTHOR OF "DAYLIGHT LAND," "THE STORY THE KEG TOLD ME,"
"ADIRONDACK ADVENTURES," ETC.
PHOTOGRAVURE PORTRAIT AND EIGHT FULL-PAGE ILLUSTRATIONS
BY THOS. WORTH.
BOSTON
DE WOLFE, FISKE & CO., PUBLISHERS
1890
COPYRIGHT 1889 BY W. H. H. MURRAY.
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.
CONTENTS
The Busted Ex-Texan
How Deacon Tubman And Parson Whitney Celebrated New Year's.
The Leaf Of Red Rose
ILLUSTRATIONS.
I. "I AM A BUSTED EX-TEXAN."
II. "PRACTICALLY INSIDE THE PAIL."
III. "AND WHEN I CAME DOWN."
IV. "LAY ABOARD OF THE OLD CUSS."
V. "LUFF HER UP--LUFF HER UP."
VI. THE DEACON AND PARSON.
VII. THE RACE.
VIII. THE FIRST PRIZE FOR THE _Wickedest Cow_.
THE BUSTED EX-TEXAN.
THE BUSTED EX-TEXAN.
We were camped amid the foot-hills on the trail which led up to the
Kicking Horse Pass. The sun had already passed from sight, beyond the
white summits above us, and the shadow of the monstrous mountain range
darkened the prairie to the east, to the horizon's rim. Our bivouac was
made in a grove of lofty firs, six or eight in number; and a little
rivulet, trickling from the upper slopes, fell, with soft, lapsing
sound, within a few feet of o
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