The Claim Jumpers

Not a bit! The rain dries quickly in the hills, and the cloud-burst only came into this gulch. I have here, she went on, twisting around in her saddle to inspect a large bundle and a pair of well-stuffed saddle bags, "I have here a coffee pot, a frying pan, a little kettle, two tin cups, and various sorts of grub. I am fixed for a scout sure. Now when we get near your camp you must run up and get an axe and some matches."


Genre: General Fiction