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died in the white throat of the girl who stood in the doorway For a

reen Septe to her feet, tore fro to the door, wound it lustily The echoes from the

hills had not died when aa musket, the

other an axe, burst froreensward and the field of maize between them and the women The

child let fall her pine cones and pebbles, and fled to her htened eyes for the wonder

that should follow the winding of the horn Only twice could she remember

that clear summons for her father: once when it inter and snoas on

the ground, and a great wolf, gaunt and bold, had fallen upon their sheep;

and once when a drunken trader from Germanna, with a Pamunkey who had

tasted of the trader's ru the cabin It was not winter now, and there was no sign of the

red-faced trader or of the dreadful, capering Indian There was only a

sound in the air, a strange noise co to them from the pass between the

hills over which rose the sun