The Sagebrusher, A Story Of The West - Chapter 21. With This Ring
CHAPTER XXI. WITH THIS RINGIt was the Sabbath, and the summer sun was casting its southering light even with the eaves of Sim Gage's half-ruined house. It was high noon. High noon for a wedding. But this was a wedding of no pomp or splendor. No bell summoned any hither. There was no organ peal, nor...
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