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McGraw sold the hoss to Enrique an' lit out for Bakersfield, an' I won the hoss from Enrique at faro. I been keepin' him in the corral in order to give the Mexican a chance to buy him back. But McGraw's not in town. He won't be here for a week or two yet. "'Thank you, my man, says he, an' pulls a card, just about the time I was gettin' ready to pull his nose. 'If you should see Mr.

Morehouse, who took one or two French and English illustrated weeklies as well as New York daily papers, saw these things as soon as Theo Dene saw them; and, when Angela returned to San Francisco from Bakersfield, he told her of the Prince's project.

If this was true, he had gone to the southward, after gaining the mountains, and it would be his intention to work out of the range somewhere near the southern part of the San Joaquin, near Bakersfield. Thus, the sheriffs, marshals, and deputies decided. They had hunted too many criminals in these mountains before not to know the usual courses taken.

Donna thanked him with her eyes, and Harley P. crossed to the door and looked down the long patio to where a small white wooden cross gleamed through the festoons of climbing roses. "He ought to have a nurse" the doctor advised Donna. "Very well, doctor. You will telephone to Bakersfield, or Los Angeles, will you not, and engage one?" "I don't think our patient can afford the expense.

The brakeman came through the car shouting: "Bakersfield! The next station is Bakersfield!" but Donna did not hear him. She was dreaming of Bob McGraw. The train came to a stop. Donna dreamed on and presently a familiar voice spoke at her side. "Well sweetheart! The train pulls out again in two minutes and I've been looking for you in every car " "Bob!"

Every vestige of it had vanished completely, and in its place was the blue sky, its color intensified by reason of its recent meager obscuration. Bakersfield. We reached Bakersfield early in the evening, having made the run of one hundred and forty-six miles, over a heavy mountain range, on fifteen gallons of gasoline. This I call a good performance for any six-cylinder car.

They had both forgotten Miss Sara Wilkins, who had "stopped off" at Santa Barbara because all her life she had wanted to see the place. But just at that moment, on her way to Bakersfield, she happened to be thinking of them both. At last the car plunged into a maze of folding hills, like giant dunes.

Bob, my boy, you're up against it." Mr. Hennage's business in Bakersfield was now completed. He felt certain that a battle between Bob McGraw and T. Morgan Carey was inevitable, should Bob decide to remain in the background and send an ally out to fight for him.

All the same and all the more I want you to forgive me for speaking at a time like this. I won't offend you again. Only I don't take back anything. So now you know. Don't try to talk, and I won't talk much to you. I don't think I could if I would. I'm going to drive you to Bakersfield.

In return Sam had honored Harley P. with his confidence and an appeal to him for further aid. "I have attended to everything" continued Mr. Hennage. "Preacher, quartette from Bakersfield they're real good, too. Playin' in a theater up there, but I engaged to get 'em back in time for the evenin' performance on a special train so they said they'd come.