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Bud Lee horse foreman of the Blue Lake Ranch sat upon the gate of the home corral builded a cigarette with slow brown fingers and stared across the broken fields of the upper valley to the rosy glow above the pine-timbered ridge where the sun was coming up. His customary gravity was unusually pronounced.
Bud Lee horse foreman of the Blue Lake Ranch sat upon the gate of the home corral builded a cigarette with slow brown fingers and stared across the broken fields of the upper valley to the rosy glow above the pine-timbered ridge where the sun was coming up. His customary gravity was unusually pronounced.
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