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iness. He died, an embittered and disappointed man, in the obscurity of the United States Senate. The Bar Cross brand was the sole fruit of that ambition. Other ranches had dwindled or vanished; favored by environment the Bar Cross, almost alone, withstood the devastating march of progress. It was still a mark of distinction to be a Bar Cross man. The good old customs--and certain bad old customs, too--still held on the Bar Cross Range, fifty miles by one hundred, on the Jornado. Scattered here and there were smaller ranches: among them the V H--the Vorhis Ranch. Stella Vorhis and John Wesley, far out on the plain, rode through the pleasant afternoon. The V H. Ranch was in sight now, huddled low before them; beyond, a cluster of low hills rose from the plain, visible center of a world fresh, eager, and boundless. The girl's eye kindled with delight as it sought the far horizons, the misty parapets gleaming up through the golden air; she was one who found dear and beautiful this gray land, silent and ensunned. She flung up her hand exultingly. "Isn't it wonderful, John Wesley? Do you know what it makes me think of? This: _"'... Magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn!'_ "Think, John! This country hasn't changed a bit since the day Columbus set out from Spain." "How true! Fine old bird, Columbus--he saw America first. Great head he showed, too, getting himself named Christopher. Otherwise you might have said, 'the day Antony discovered Cleopatra'--or something like that. Wise old Chris!" Stella's eyes narrowed reflectively. "John Wesley, you've been reading! You never used to know anything about Mark Antony." "I cribbed that remark from Billy Beebe and he swiped it from a magazine. I don't know much about Mark, even this very yet. Good old easy Mark!" "That's the how of it. You've been absorbing knowledge from those pardners of yours. Your talk shows it. You're changed a lot--that way. Every other way you're the same old Wes!" "Now, that sounds better!" said Pringle in his most complacent tones. "I want to talk about myself, always, Stella May Vorhis; we've come thirty miles and I've heard Christopher Foy, Foy, Foy, all the way! It's exasperating! It's sickening!" But Stella was not to be flustered. She held her head proudly. "It's you that have been talking about him. I told you you'd like him, John Wesley." "Yes, you did--and I do. He's
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