Win Go 1 Min

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Mona turns pale.,As they travelled along looking for roots, they passed near a cave, and at its mouth stood a buffalo cow. The dog ran into the cave, and the root digger, slipping from the woman's hand, followed, gliding along over the ground like a snake. In this cave were found all the buffalo and the other game. They began to drive them out, and soon the prairie was covered with buffalo, antelope, and deer. Never before were so many seen.,"Or like Nolly's story that he declines telling me," says Violet, with a laugh.,Long ago, one winter, the buffalo disappeared. The snow was deep, so deep that the people could not move in search of the buffalo; so the hunters went as far as they could up and down the river-bottoms and in the ravines, and killed deer and elk and other small game, and when these were all killed or driven away the people began to starve.,CHAPTER XI.,"If it is too much for you, darling, say so," whispers he; "or shall I go with you?",By this time both Nicholas and Geoffrey are quite convulsed with delight.,"Jolly old bore!" says Captain Rodney, though not unkindly.,"I think I'd like to see myself in a regular evening gown," she say, wistfully.,Great cascades of water are rushing from the high hills, tumbling, hurrying, with their own melodious music, into the rocky basins that kind nature has built to receive them. The soothing voices of the air are growing louder, more full of strength; the branches of the elms bow down before them; the gentle wind, "a sweet and passionate wooer," kisses the blushing leaf with perhaps a fiercer warmth than it did a month agone.,"Well, Jack is home by this time, I suppose,—that's my second brother; at least he was expected yesterday; and Violet Mansergh is very often there; and as a rule, you know, there is always somebody; and that's all.","She is safe to say something about it, and that will do for anything," says Rodney, out of the foolishness of his heart..