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hour for showing

hour for showing the herd the next day, or that one rather, tussler and i withdrew, agreeing to be out of town before daybreak. But the blaze of gambling and the blare of dancehalls held us as in a sirens embrace until the lights dimmed with the breaking of dawn. Mounting our horses, we forded the river east of town and avoided the herds, which were just arising from their bedgrounds. On the divide we halted. Within the horizon before us, it is safe to assert that one hundred thousand cattle grazed in lazy contentment, all feeding against the morning breeze. Save for the freshness of early summer, with its background of green and the rarified atmosphere of the elevated plain, the scene before us might be