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Yet, when Saave his whippoorwill call at the Widow

Miller's cabin, he found a dejected andon the

stile, with her chin propped in her two hands and her eyes full of

so

"What's the matter, Sally?" questioned he, anxiously "Hes that lon

Tamarack Spicer been round here tellin' ye some more stories ter pester

ye?"

She shook her head in silence Usually, she bore the brunt of their

conversations, Sa, her in

lordly brevities The boy clioin' ter be a dancin' party over ter Wile McCager's ested "I reckon ye'll go over

thar with hted assent, but Sally only told him

absently and without enthusiasm that she would "study about it" At

last, however, her restraint broke, and, looking up, she abruptly

deoin' away, Sarily

For aunder a

risingwith stridentof frost Myriads of stars were soft and low-hanging

Finally, she spoke in a grave voice: "Hit hain't nothin' ter git ht ter go down thar, an' git an eddication" She