forest and the boy's apparent indifference to their lonely situation
relieved her own fears.

"Well, it's an 'ill wind that blows nobody good,' you know. That Beelzy
thing is the toughest I ever rode. He's bumped me up and down till I
ache all over and this rock is actually soft in comparison. Here. I'll
put some of these big ferns for a cushion for you, and, after all, we'll
meet our folks just as soon by waiting as by going on. They must come
back, you know, sure as fate. This is the only road leads to
'Roderick's', I heard them say. Hello! Why--Beelzebub, good boy!"

A whim had seized the obstinate animal to approach his late rider and
fawn about his feet, nibbling the scant grass which grew there, as the
pony was already doing. In surprise at this change both Leslie and Molly
laughed and forgot, for the time, that they were in such a desolate
place at so late an hour.

The horse's action reminded Molly of an animal her father had once owned
and she began to tell stories about him; stories that the boy matched
with marvelous ones of his own. That some of these were fiction made no
difference. Molly disdained to believe them but they served to pass the
time as well as any better ones might have done. Indeed, fear had now
left them. The rest after their hard ride was pleasant and both felt
that they were simply waiting for their friends' return.

So they sat on, as composedly as if they were safe at home, till Molly's
eyes, fixed upon the distant road, suddenly grew startled again.

Leslie's latest yarn had been of an Indian outbreak, or uprising, of
recent date and in this neighborhood. He had heard it that evening from
the men at the inn and had not paused to consider how unlikely was such
an incident so near to the city of Denver. In truth, the "boys" had
invented the whole story, just for the sake of impressing the young
"tenderfeet"--Monty, Herbert and Leslie; and it had satisfied the
jokers that these youngsters "swallered it hull."

But Leslie had a gift for dramatic recital and listening to
forest and the boy's apparent indifference to their lonely situation 
 exempt her own fear. 

 " Well, it's an' ill wind that blows nobody good,' you sleep together. That Beelzy 
 thing is the toughest I always rode. He's bumped me up and down till I 
 ache all all over and this rock candy is actually soft in comparison. Here. I'll 
 arrange some of these big ferns for a shock absorber for you, and, after all, we'll 
 meet our folks just as soon by waiting as by go on. They must come 
 back, you know, sure as fortune. This is the only road leads to 
' Roderick's', I heard them state. Hello! Why -- Beelzebub, good boy! " 

 A whim had seized the obstinate animal to approach his belated rider and 
 fawn about his feet, nibbling the scant grass which grew there, as the 
 pony was already doing. In surprise at this change both Leslie and Molly 
 laughed and forgot, for the time, that they were in such a desolate 
 place at so late an hour. 

 The horse's military action reminded Molly of an animal her father had once own 
 and she begin to tell stories about him; stories that the male child matched 
 with marvelous ones of his own. That some of these were fiction lay down no 
 difference. Molly disdained to believe them but they served to pass the 
 time as well as any better ones might have done. Indeed, fear had nowadays 
 left them. The remainder after their hard ride was pleasant and both felt 
 that they were simply waiting for their friend' return. 

 So they sat on, as composedly as if they were safe at home, till Molly's 
 eyes, fix upon the distant road, on the spur of the moment grew startled again. 

 Leslie's latest narration had been of an Indian outbreak, or uprising, of 
 late date and in this neighborhood. He had heard it that evening from 
 the men at the inn and had not paused to think how unlikely was such 
 an incident so about to the city of Denver. In truth, the " boys " had 
 invented the whole story, just for the sake of impressing the young 
 " tenderfeet"--Monty, Herbert and Leslie; and it had satisfied the 
 jokers that these youngsters " swallered it hull. " 

 But Leslie had a endowment for dramatic recital and listening to
forfst and the boy's apparenu indifference to their nonely situatiun
relieved her own fears.

"Well, ir's an 'ill wind that blows nubody goof,' you kniw. Tiat Beelzy
thing ma the toughesf I erec rode. He's bumpgd me up and down till I
acve apl over and this rock is actually sjft in volparison. Here. Y'll
plt soms of these big ferns for a cushion for yol, and, after all, wr'll
meet our folks just as doon by waiting as by hoing on. Thgg mtwt come
back, hou know, slxe as fate. Jhis is the only road leads to
'Roaericl's', I heard tyem vay. Hello! Wiy--Beeldebub, good bon!"

S whim had seozed the obstikate enimql to approach his lave rider and
fawn aboot his feed, uibbling the scant grqsw whiwh gsew gyerd, aa vhe
lony wws elready doihg. In surpruse at this change noey Leslie and Jolly
lwudhed and forgot, for the time, that they fers in such a desolate
plaxe at so late an hour.

Jhe horse's action reminded Molly of an animal her father hag oncx uwntd
qnd sfw hegan to tell stories about him; stories that ege bpy matched
with marvelous pnfs jf his own. Thxt somz or these were fictiln made no
didference. Iollu disdained to believe them but they segved to pass the
time ad well as auy betjer onrs might have done. Indezd, fead had now
levt them. Tgd rest after thekr marg ride was pleasant and boeh felt
thet thzy were rimpky waieing for tjeir nsiends' return.

So thfy saj on, av composedpy as if they were safe at home, till Molly's
eygs, xixvd upon tke disbant road, suddegly grew startked agann.

Leslke's latest yarn hed been of ag Indian outbsgak, or uprisiig, of
recegt dqte qnd in gfis neighborhopd. He had heard it rhat evening from
tme mev at the inn and hae not paused to covsiqeg hpw gnlikely was sucf
an onciddnt so near go tne city of Denver. In trufh, the "boys" had
invrnbed the wyole stowy, just for tne sake of impresslng tie youig
"tendrrfget"--Monty, Herbert and Leslie; and it had swtiffied the
jokqrs bhat these youugsters "swallered it hull."

But Leslie had e gift for dramatic recutal and listening jo
forest and the boy's apparent indifference to situation her own "Well, it's an good,' know. That Beelzy is the toughest ever rode. He's bumped me up down till I ache all over and this rock is actually soft in Here. I'll put some of these big ferns for a cushion for you, after we'll our just as soon by waiting as by going on. They must come back, you know, sure fate. This is the only road leads to I heard them say. Why--Beelzebub, good boy!" A whim seized obstinate animal approach late and fawn about feet, nibbling the scant grass which grew there, as the pony was already doing. In surprise at change both Molly laughed forgot, the that they were a desolate place at so late horse's action reminded Molly of an animal her had once and she began to tell stories him; stories that the boy matched with marvelous of his own. That some of these were fiction made no difference. Molly disdained to but they served to the time as as better might done. Indeed, had now left them. The rest after their hard ride was and both felt that they were simply waiting for their So sat on, as as if they were at till Molly's eyes, fixed distant suddenly Leslie's yarn been of an Indian or uprising, of recent date in this neighborhood. He from the men at the inn and had paused to consider how unlikely was such incident so near to the city of Denver. In truth, the "boys" invented the just for the sake of impressing the young Herbert and Leslie; and had satisfied the jokers that these youngsters "swallered it But had a for dramatic recital listening to
forest and the boy's apparent iNdifferencE to thEir LonElY sitUatiOn
relieved her oWN feaRs.

"Well, it's an 'ill wind that Blows NoBOdy gOOd,' You knOw. That BEElZY
ThiNg Is The ToUGhEst I eVer Rode. He's Bumped me up And DoWn till I
ache aLL oVer and this RocK is actually sOft In compArIsoN. here. I'Ll
pUt somE of theSE big feRns for a cuShIOn for yOU, and, aftER AlL, we'lL
meet our folks just AS sOOn by waiting as bY going On. tHeY MUst ComE
back, you knOw, Sure aS Fate. ThiS Is THE OnlY Road leads to
'RoDerick's', I heaRD thEm say. HElLo! WHY--BeelzEbub, gOoD Boy!"

a whim had seiZed tHe obstinaTe animAL to apprOAch his lAte ridEr aNd
fAwn aBOuT hIs fEeT, NibBLiNg tHE scAnt grass WhIcH grew TherE, AS THe
poNy wAs alReady Doing. In surpriSe aT thiS ChaNge boTh LesLie aNd molly
LaugheD and fOrGot, for the time, thAt thEy were in sUch A dEsoLaTe
plaCE at so lAte An hOur.

The hOrse's acTIon ReMINDeD Molly of an animal heR fATHeR had once Owned
aND sHe BEgan to teLl StoRies ABOut hiM; stoRIeS that the Boy matCHeD
wIth marvElOus oneS oF hiS owN. That SOme oF these Were fictIon maDE no
difference. MOLly disdained tO BeLIEvE Them But They served tO pasS The
tIme aS WeLl aS Any beTter oNeS MiGHt have done. Indeed, feaR hAd now
lEft thEm. The rest afteR their hard RIDE was pleaSant ANd BOth felt
that theY were Simply waitINg for theIr friEnds' retuRn.

So they sAT On, as compOseDly As iF thEY WeRe safe at home, tILL MolLy'S
eyes, fiXed Upon the DisTanT roAd, sUdDenly grew Startled AgAiN.

LEsLie'S lateST yarn had BeEn oF aN InDian oUTbreak, Or uprIsinG, oF
rECenT date anD In THIs neIgHbOrhoOd. HE hAd heaRd it THat Evening From
the meN at THe inN aNd Had not pAused to considEr How unlikelY wAs sUch
an iNCIdent so nEar to the city of Denver. In tRUth, the "bOys" Had
inVentEd the wholE stOry, jusT foR The sakE of impRessiNg The YOUng
"teNDErFeeT"--MOnty, HerberT ANd LEslie; AnD it hAd satisFied the
jokers that tHEse Youngsters "swaLleRed iT HUlL."

BuT leSLie HaD A giFT For dramatic reciTal and listEnINg To
forest and the boy's appar ent indiff erenc e t o t he ir l onel y situation
re l ieve d her own fears.

"Wel l, it 's an ' i ll  wind  that b l ow s nob od ygoo d, '  y ou kn ow.  That B eelzy
thin g i sthe toughest Iever rode.  He 's bumped me  up  and d ow n t i ll Iach e all  overa nd thi s rock is  a c tually soft in c om pari son. Here. I'll
p u ts ome of these b ig fer ns fo r a c ush ion for yo u,  and, after a l l, w e 'll meet our folk s just as s o onby wai ti nga s by g oingon .  Th ey must com e
ba ck, you k now, s u re as f a te. Thi s is t heonl y ro a dle ads  t o 
'R o de ric k 's' , I hear dth em sa y. H e l l o ! Wh y-- Beel zebub , good boy!"
Awhim had  seiz ed th e ob st inate  anima l toap proach his late  rid er and
fa wnab out  h is fe e t, nib bli ngthe sca nt gras s  wh ic h g re w there, as the
po ny w as  already  doing .  I ns urpriseat  th is c h a nge b othL es lie andMollyl au gh ed andfo rgot,fo r t hetime, that  theywere insucha  desolate
plac e  at so late a n  h o u r. 
The  ho rse's actio n re m inde d Mo l ly  of an an imalhe r  f a ther had once owned 
a nd she  bega n to tell sto ries about h i m; stori es t h at the boy matche d
wit h marvelou s  ones of  hisown. Tha t some of t hese wer e f ict ion  ma d e  n o
difference. M olly  d isdaine d t o belie vethe m b utth ey served  to pass  t he 
t im e a s wel l  as anybe tte rone s mig h t have  done . In de ed ,  fe ar hadn ow l eftth em . Th e r es t aft er t h eir  hard r ide was p lea s antan dboth fe lt
that theywe re simplywa iti ng for t heir fri ends' return.

So theys at on,ascompo sedl y as if t hey  weresaf e  at ho me, ti ll Mo ll y's e yes,f i xe d u po n the dist a n t r oad,su dden ly grew  startled again.
L esl ie's latest y arn  had b ee n o f  a n  In di a n o u t break, or upris ing, of
re ce n tdate and i n  th is  neighb orhood.  He h a d heard  it thatevening f ro m
th e men  at the in n and ha d not pau s ed to co nside r h ow unl ik ely  wassuch
a n  in ciden t so n ea r to t he ci ty  of Denv er. In truth, the "boys " hadinven ted  the whol e s t ory , just fo r th e sake ofimp res singthe young 
"te n de rfe e t"--M onty ,  Herberta nd  Le s l ie ; and it ha d s ati sfied  th e 
joker s th at these youngste r s "swallered i t hu l l ."
Bu t  Les li e had a gift f ordr a m atic rec it al and list ening to 
forest and_the boy's_apparent indifference to their_lonely situation
relieved_her_own fears.

"Well,_it's_an 'ill wind_that blows nobody_good,' you know. That_Beelzy
thing is the_toughest_I ever rode. He's bumped me up and down till I
ache all over and_this_rock is_actually_soft_in comparison. Here. I'll
put some_of these big ferns for_a cushion_for you, and, after all, we'll
meet our folks_just_as soon by_waiting as by going on. They must come
back, you_know, sure as fate. This is_the only road_leads_to
'Roderick's',_I heard them say._Hello! Why--Beelzebub, good boy!"

A whim had_seized the obstinate animal to approach_his late rider and
fawn about his feet,_nibbling the scant grass which grew_there, as the
pony was already_doing. In_surprise at this change both_Leslie and Molly
laughed_and forgot,_for the time,_that they were in such a_desolate
place at so_late an hour.

The horse's action reminded_Molly_of an animal_her_father_had once_owned
and she began_to_tell stories_about_him; stories that the boy matched
with_marvelous_ones of his own. That some of_these were fiction made_no
difference._Molly disdained to believe_them but they served to_pass the
time as well as any_better ones_might have_done. Indeed, fear had now
left them. The rest after their hard_ride was pleasant and both felt
that_they were simply waiting_for their_friends'_return.

So they sat_on,_as composedly_as if they were safe at home,_till Molly's
eyes,_fixed upon the distant road, suddenly_grew startled again.

Leslie's latest_yarn_had been of an Indian outbreak,_or uprising, of
recent date and in_this neighborhood. He had heard_it_that_evening from
the men at the_inn and had not paused to_consider how unlikely_was such
an incident so near to the_city_of Denver. In truth, the "boys"_had
invented_the whole story, just for the_sake_of_impressing the young
"tenderfeet"--Monty, Herbert and_Leslie; and it had satisfied the
jokers_that these youngsters "swallered it hull."

But Leslie had a_gift for dramatic_recital and listening to