Ruth Fielding in the Great Northwest - Or, The Indian Girl Star of the Movies by pseud. Alice B. Emerson
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and--they--ain't---no notion o' stoppin' this side of the ranch
corrals." Ruth understood him. She stared straight ahead with a gaze that became almost stony. This leading wagon was heading for the break of a ravine into which the trail plunged at a sharp angle. If the mules were swerved at the curve the heavy wagon would surely overturn. In twenty seconds the catastrophe would happen! CHAPTER XV PURSUING DANGER When a mule is once going, it is just as stubborn about stopping as it is about being started if it feels balky. The leading span attached to the covered wagon in which Ruth and her two chums, Helen Cameron and Jennie Stone, rode had now communicated their own fright to the four other animals. All six were utterly unmanageable. "Do tell him to stop, Ruth!" shrieked Jennie Stone from the rear of the wagon. The next moment she shot into the air as the wheels on one side bounced over an outcropping boulder. She came down clawing at Helen to save herself from flying out of the end of the wagon. |
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