J. Allan Dunn

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J. Allan Dunn,  Doom Canyon — Chapter VII (1925)

“ At its head was the cliff down which rushed the fall from mysterious sources that only the eagle and the buzzard knew—a never failing supply.
At its foot was a smooth-lipped outlet between low ledges where the creek commenced, coming out with oily smoothness in one surging wave. It was all streaked with foam and dark with suggestion of slippery sides tunneling down to the bottom. Man and horse, or man alone, once in that whirling pool, would be, one could imagine, like a rat in a bucket.
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J. Allan Dunn,  Doom Canyon — Chapter VII (1925)

“ Josefa had not been able to tell him more about the nature, of the back way that led out from the mesa and through which Lobo convoyed his Chinese in from beyond the Mexican line. It was no wonder he could fling his gold across the cantina bars and gaming tables with such an inexhaustible supply of the smuggled Orientals willing to pay high so that, in the forbidden country, they could make in a few years' effort the fortune denied them in their own land after the toil of a lifetime. ”
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J. Allan Dunn,  Doom Canyon — Chapter VII (1925)

“ Use of the explosive must be a last resort for fear it might warn those within.
He figured that he should have a good hour before the posse could reach the cañon. That would take Lobo's forces to the front at the first alarm. They would leave the girl—she might yet be unharmed.
The beach widened, the horses quickened their pace automatically. They sensed well enough the urge that communicated itself to them through the sympathy between them and their masters. Hurley brought his mount up even with the roan.
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