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velvety light. The texture of the sand seemed soft and 

 loose. 



Suddenly, fifty feet away, a spot of sand seemed to 

 shift and move and flow along, winding, sinuous as a 

 snake, around the boulders. Only my mind started, alert 

 at the sight. My body was as immovable as the rocks. I 

 knew that this was no anhiio ; the mystery, intangible, 

 yet not disdaining a nightly portion of the food spread 

 for it. 



Not until the something came many feet nearer did 

 my eyes make out the outlines of a Gray Fox. No more 

 wonderful resemblance ever existed between an ani- 

 mal and its surroiuidings. The ghostly creature moved 

 so close to the ground that it apparently cast no 

 shadow. From head to tail, not a distinguishing tint or 

 mark was visible, — all gray, gray, — a sand Avraith 

 in fox form. Suddenly, from nowhere, a great vulture 

 swooped low over the sand. What could ever escape 

 his eye ! And when the swish of his wings and his 

 shadow, blacker than himself, had passed, the fox was 

 gone, — as if it had melted to nothing or sunk into 

 the sand. 



Five minutes j^assed, the fox moved, and my eyes 

 ag'ain found him. He g-lided to the remains of our veni- 

 son sujDper, stopped, looked straight at me and knew 

 me for what I was. Back on his trail he turned, and 

 glided swiftly from view into the darkness of the arroyo. 

 Something drew my head around and there, behind the 



