The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Young Forester by Zane Grey:|
wore a huge diamond in the bosom of his flannel shirt, and a leather
watch-chain that was thick and strong enough to have held up a town-clock.
"Hot," he said, as he mopped his moist brow.
"Not so hot as it was," I replied.
"Sure not. We're climbin' a little. He's whistlin' for Dodge City now."
"Dodge City?" I echoed, with interest. The name brought back vivid scenes
from certain yellow-backed volumes, and certain uncomfortable memories of
my father's displeasure. "Isn't this the old cattle town where there used
to be so many fights?"
"Sure. An' not so very long ago. Here, look out the window." He clapped his
big hand on my knee; then pointed. "See that hill there. Dead Man's Hill it
The Young Forester