Part 27 (1/1)

And with a last grasp of the aspen tree he swung himself across the edge and dropped.

The boys were mad enough to find no supper ready when they came from timber line; but not surprised, for Budd was never one to give long notice when he changed his habitation. And if somewhere on a high shelf in an Eastern university--not Charbridge, by the way--there is still a cube of red rock labeled ”North Fork Canon,” it is the only memorial left of the man without a pension.

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