The sun was rising in the foot-hills.But for an hour the black mass of Sierra eastward of Angel's had been outlined with fire, and the conventional morning had come two hours before with the down coach from Placerville.The dry, cold, dewless California night still lingered in the long canyons and folded skirts of Table Mountain.Even on the mountain road the air was still sharp, and that urgent necessity for something to keep out the chill, which sent the barkeeper sleepily among his bottles and wineglasses at the station, obtained all along the road.
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