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Bud and Lovin Child As in the cabin, so here she felt the individuality

in their belongings Last night she had been torht be a wife as well as a baby boy in Bud's household

Even the evidence of thefor a woman and

that ritten by Bud's hand, could scarcely reassure her Now she

knew beyond all doubt that she had no woht relief of a sort

She went up and touched the little overalls wistfully, laid her cheek

against one little patch, ducked under the line, and followed a crooked

little path that led up the creek She forgot all about her horse,

which looked after her as long as she was in sight, and then turned and

trotted back the way it had co, no doubt, at the foolish

faith this rider had in hih tall grass and all

the brilliant blossoraceful

les in the bushes

Harebells and lupines, wild-pea vines and colunorasses lined the ith

odorous loveliness Birds called happily frole sailed serene, alone, a tiny boat breasting the

currents of the sky ocean

Marie's rage cooled a little on that walk It was so beautiful for Lovin