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The Saddle Boys In The Grand Canyon (Fiscle Part-9)

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The Saddle Boys In The Grand Canyon (Fiscle Part-9)
"Well, There Seems To Be Something Over Yonder To The West; But The Sage
Crops Up, And Interferes A Little With My View."

"Here, Take The Field Glasses And Look; While I Cinch My Saddle Girth,
Which Has Loosened Again."

Frank Haywood Adjusted The Glasses To His Eye. Then, Rising In His
Saddle, He Gazed Long And Earnestly In The Direction He Had Indicated.
Meanwhile His Companion, Also A Lad, A Native Of Kentucky, And Answering
To The Name Of Bob Archer, Busied Himself About The Band Of His Saddle,
Having Leaped To The Ground.

Frank Was The Only Son Of A Rancher And Mine Owner, Colonel Leonidas
Haywood, Who Was A Man Of Some Wealth. Frank Had Blue Eyes, And
Tawny-Colored Hair; And, Since Much Of His Life Had Been Spent On The
Plains Among The Cattle Men, He Knew Considerable About The Ways Of
Cowboys And Hunters, Though Always Ready To Pick Up Information From
Veterans Of The Trail.

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