“He is here, and at

of the group.

The stranger turned
and levelled a pair of
big eyeglasses at the
late arrival.

“Nat Stevens!”

“« Bill Greene!”

“Where did you
come from?”

“‘ And where did you
come from?”

“Boys, this is Mr.
Greene, with whom I
used to go to school
years ago.”

“Didn't I say it was

Greene?” whispered
Ralph in a tone of tri-
umph.

When the two old
school-mates had ex-
pressed their mutual
pleasure at the meet-
ing, and explained to
one another their

courses of travel, Mr.

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your service, sir,” said some one in the rear

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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GUNNISON’S BUTTE AT THE FOOT OF GRAY CANON, (2700 feet high.)

Greene resumed his talk which had been so pleasantly inter-

rupted.

“TI was going to tell the boys what caused the cafions. some of which