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the sky line, on a hill or something like that, but that don't come 

 often enough to cut any ice." 



Friday the ninth. 



In spite of light snow following a rose and gray sunrise, William 

 and Jay, optimistic and persistent, were again away at the morn- 

 ing's earliest infancy, still intent upon the big head. Art and 

 Counter also. Art cheerfully and contagiously hopeful, shortly 

 followed them on the same quest. 



Shortly before sundown the quartette returned, with a 

 report of ' ' nothing doing. ' ' Later in the evening William expressed 

 his conviction, contemplating his score against Arthur in their 

 sempiternal amusement, that the chief reason for his being unlucky 

 in the hunt for the big head lay in his particularly good luck at 

 cards. As two bodies could not occupy the same position in space 

 at one time, by analogous reasoning it clearly followed that a man 

 could not expect to be lucky in two things at the one time. A 

 philosophic piece of comfort. 



From Peter Kerzenmacher at Grayling in the late afternoon it 

 was learned that the missing man had been found this morning, 

 living, but in a state of utter exhaustion, and delirious, something 

 like forty miles from the point where he was missed. He was 

 being cared for under shelter, and would be brought into camp at 

 Grayling to-morrow.* 



Mr. Ben Frohman this evening made some comments on 

 gambling, speaking from the standpoint of one who had run a 

 gambling game for twenty-five years. 



" I think gambling should be legalized and open. If it's open, 

 it's got to be on the square, which it just naturally can't be behind 

 closed doors. Now they's a law prohibiting gambling but here 

 they let these horse races, poolrooms and bucket shops go right 

 along, and they're worse, for on a horse race a man ain't got a 

 chance in the world to win — they's so many ways of fixing a horse ; 

 but on a square gambling game he anyway gets an even break for 

 his money. Yes sir, 1 reckon 1 would rather take a chance on a 

 faro game or a dog fight than on a horse race. If I ever bet on a 



*It was later learned that this was a false report. Up to the time the party left the Johnson ranch, 

 no trace whatever had been found of the missing man, and as the snow was deep in the hills and more coming, 

 it was not likely that any trace would be found, if at all, till spring. The writer is informed that this is the 

 third inan lost in three successive years in the same section, which fact gives a strong emphasis to the caution 

 given him by William in an earlier chapter. 



