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steady, guide him with a touch ? A Centaur had in- 

 deed compensations for his grotesqueness ! 



As we reached the outskirts of the village, we 

 glanced back, and there, balanced in the vista of the 



TUXPAN IN EARLY MORNING 



narrow street, was a burning, brilliant crescent moon, 

 magnified in size by its low position. The old cathe- 

 dral was warmed by its light and the tile-edges and 

 adobe walls of each home were silvered. 



When fairly on the trail we rode slowly, passing 



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