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As they struggled up the opposite bank after a final slump into a narrow ditch Creede looked back and laughed merrily at his bedraggled companion. "How's that for high?" he inquired, slapping his wet legs. "I tell you, the old Salagua is a hell-roarer when she gits started. I wouldn't cross there this afternoon for a hundred dollars.
"Never been there, myself. She's another hell-roarer, they say." "Sir!" I remonstrated. "Oh, the town, the town," he enlightened. "I'm saying nothing against it, for that matter nor against her, either. They're both O. K." "You are acquainted with the lady, yourself?" "Her? Sure. I know about everybody along the line between Platte and Cheyenne. Been running on this division ever since it opened."
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