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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Spirit of the Border by Zane Grey: saw a handsome, stalwart man, in the prime of life.
"Well, Lew, what luck?" he said to Wetzel.
"Not much. I treed five Injuns, an' two got away," answered the hunter as he
walked toward the fort.
"Lads, welcome to Fort Henry," said Colonel Zane, a smile lighting his dark
face. "The others of your party arrived safely. They certainly will be
overjoyed to see you."
"Colonel Zane, I had a letter from my uncle to you," replied Jim; "but the
Indians took that and everything else we had with us."
"Never mind the letter. I knew your uncle, and your father, too. Come into the
house and change those wet clothes. And you, my lad, have got an ugly knock on
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