"I hope you don't mind if I stay," Arnold said, moving some loose stones to make her seat more
comfortable. "You have the prior right to-day, but this is an old haunt of mine. I feel as if I were
doing the honors; and to
tell you the truth, I am rather used up. The new workings are very hot and the drifts are low. It's a
combination of steam-bath and hoeing corn."
Friend Barton's "concern" kept him awake that night. His wife watched by his side, giving no sign,
lest her wakeful presence should disturb his silent wrestlings. The tall, cherry-wood clock in the
entry measured the
hours, as they passed, with its slow, dispassionate tick.
"In memory of John Withers," he pronounced, "foully robbed of life in this lonely spot, we three are
gathered here,--his friend, his father, and his bride that should have been." Thane's eyes were on the
ground, but he silently renewed his grasp of the old man's hand. "May God be our Guide as we go
hence to finish our separate journeys! May He help us to forgive as we hope to be forgiven! May He
teach us submission! But, O Lord! Thou knowest it is hard."
We are to have a bride on our hands, or a bride-elect, for she isn't married yet. The happy man to be
is rustling for a home out here in the wilds of Idaho while she is waiting in the old country for
success to crown his efforts. How much success in her case is demanded one does not know. She is a
little English girl, upper middle class, which Mrs. Percifer assures us is the class to belong to in
England at the present day,--from which we infer
that it's her class; and the interesting reunion is to take pla
The lights and shadows chased her in and out among the willows and fleecy cottonwoods and tall
swamp-grasses; but Travis rode in the glare, on the high ditch-bank, and, although they passed each
other daily, he had never had a good look at the "pretty girl at Lark's." But one morning the white-
faced heifer broke away and bolted up the ditch-bank, and in a cloud of sun-smitten dust Nancy
followed, a figure of virginal wrath with scarlet cheeks and wind-blown hair. Reining her pony on
the narrow bank, she ca
Ruth Mary watched them with much interest, for travelers such as these seemed to be seldom came
as far up Bear River valley as the Tullys' cattle range. The visitors who came to them were mostly
cowboys looking up stray cattle, or miners on their way to the "Banner district," or packers with
mule trains going over the mountains, to return in three weeks, or three months, as their journey
prospered. Fishermen and hunters came up into the hills in the season of trout and deer, but they
came as a rule on horse
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