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I’ve been walking with such nice English people here—went down to the Half Way House—an awful pull!
For the first two weeks
Then came three days in the upper
Canyons—Clear Creek, Jack's Canyon, and
FRED HARVEY
Then came a day in the only be interesting for only a limited
space of time. But the place is
FRED
HARVEY“let alone”. Not
I don’t know for a a day for a riding horse and five
dollars for a team and open wagon. Then it takes time and strength to find
ways and routes. Then you would certainly pick up a Mexican sweetheart—don’t
laugh scornfully, for you couldn’t help it, and he certainly couldn’t—and
wouldn’t; and he would take just as much time and strength as you would
give, and he would be so attractive that you wouldn’t be tight-fisted, and
so it would go.
I have a feeling that about
FRED HARVEY find some Cliff Dwellers along the Little
Colorado. Then I shall be in Sh story
about an Aztec
FRED HARVEY fitting to say
masses for the dead, but that ends our business with them; any further
attention is a waste of time. It annoys him him to be pressed about certain dim details connected with the
d so long ago. Pobrecitos! (poor fellows).”
Well, I broke into Julio after all! I was afraid I would, and that’s the real
reason I have not written before. and has the long strong upper lip that is so
conspicuous in the Aztec sculpture, and somber eyes with lots of old trouble
in them, and the yellow