On the Trail of Geronimo — page 48: what you’re looking at

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40 ON THE TRAIL OF GERONIMO, CHAPTER VI. BY THE ROADSIDE. Buck BRraAG@ naturally supposed from the words he had exchanged with Lieutenant Whit- comb that the young man was safe on some ledge of rock, where he could wait indefinitely until rescued. But this belief did not cause him to abate any of his energy in bringing help. It was not quite five miles to the next station, where it was the custom to change teams, and the heat had so abated that Buck did not hesitate to travel rapidly. The horses that had broken loose from the shattered vehicle were somewhere up the road ahead of him. ‘The probabilities were that they would continue their gallop until they reached the station, and the rancher would have to depend on his own limbs to carry him forward. Having called out his cheery good-bye, he slung his rifle over his shoulder, and struck up the high- Conniclooolks (C©)