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26475	nan	The Boy Scouts Book of Campfire Stories			.txt	text/plain	75365	5603	92	THREE wild-horse hunters made camp one night beside a little stream in valley, stretching away toward a long, low, black mountain range. "But Wildfire keeps travelin' the valleys--the soft ground," said Slone. Slone looked away to the west, down the trail taken by his comrades, eating, Slone took his rifle and went out to look for deer. Slone kept to the east trail, in which Wildfire's tracks and out of the valley floor Slone saw Wildfire far ahead, high on the slope. "At night--then--I could get round him," said Slone, thinking hard and Slone saw that it began to clear the valley of the low-hanging smoke. De eyes ob dat li'l black Mose dey as big as de white chiny plate whut li'l black Mose he look, he see dat ghost ain't go no head _at_ all. "I'm going to make a railroad man out of Toddles," he said.	./cache/26475.txt	./txt/26475.txt