Overview
In the dusk a pack-horse crested a low-lying sand-ridge, put up its head and sniffed, pushed forward eagerly, its nostrils twitching as it turned a little more toward the north, going straight toward the water-hole. The pack was slipping as far to one side as it had listed to the other half an hour ago; in the restraining rope there were a dozen intricate knots where one would have amply sufficed. The horse broke into a trot, blazing its own trail through the mesquite; a parcel slipped; the slack rope grew slacker because of the subsequent readjust-ment; half a dozen bundles dropped after the first. A voice, thin and irritable, shouted 'Whoa ' and the man in turn was briefly outlined against the pale sky as he scrambled up the ridge. He was a little man and plainly weary; he walked as though his boots hurt him; he carried a wide, new hat in one hand; the skin was peeling from his blistered face. From his other hand trailed a big handkerchief. He was perhaps fifty or sixty. He called 'Whoa ' again, and made what haste he could after his horse.
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- ISBN-13: 9781421841816
- ISBN-10: 1421841819
- Publisher: 1st World Library - Literary Society
- Publish Date: June 2007
- Dimensions: 8.5 x 5.5 x 0.75 inches
- Shipping Weight: 1.09 pounds
- Page Count: 284
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