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“It was good of you,” he said as gravely as the Indian had spoken. “But you can help me further perhaps.” “Oh, I just came to see Uncle Isaac, it is so long since I was here.” His mind’s eye pictured the network of canals that would run off on each side and which, by bringing that magic thing, water, to the parched earth, would transform it into fruitful acres. Once around a bend from the dam he was alone in the immense country. Not a vestige of human occupancy could be seen. The desert stretched way out on either side, broken here and there by hills, or buttes, as they are called..
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