The Range 



ever told a complete and full story of his adventures ? 

 I doubted it. He was not the man to eulogize him 

 self. 



A short silence ensued. The cabin was snug and 

 warm; the ruddy embers glowed; one of Jim s pots 

 steamed musically and fragrantly. The hounds lay 

 curled in the cozy chimney corner. 



Jones began to talk again, simply and unaffectedly, 

 of his famous exploit; and as he went on so modestly, 

 passing lightly over features we recognized as won 

 derful, I allowed the fire of my imagination to fuse 

 for myself all the toil, patience, endurance, skill, 

 herculean strength and marvelous courage and 

 unfathomable passion which he slighted in his narra 

 tive. 



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