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sweep of miles before us, miles of grassy 
tableland shimmering in the clear air 
like cloth of gold in the sun, where 
cattle grow fat and the wild things still 
are at home. 
During lunch Nimrod tried to con- 
vince me that he knew all the time that 
the antelope I stalked on the mountain-" 
side was a stone. Of course wives 
should believe their husbands. The 
economy of State and Church would 
collapse otherwise. However, the ap- 
pearance of a large band of antelope, 
a sight now very rare even in the Rock- 
ies, caused the profitless discussion to 
be engulfed in the pursuit of the real 
thing. 
The antelope were two miles away, 
mere specks of white. We could not 
tell them from the twinkling plain until 
they moved. We mounted immedi- 
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