The Call of the Canyon
Page 97An hour later she had bidden farewell to the weeping Mrs. Hutter, and to
the white-faced Flo, and Lolomi Lodge, and the murmuring waterfall, and
the haunting loneliness of Oak Creek Canyon.
An hour later she had bidden farewell to the weeping Mrs. Hutter, and to
the white-faced Flo, and Lolomi Lodge, and the murmuring waterfall, and
the haunting loneliness of Oak Creek Canyon.