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Straggling bits of forest--yellow pines, the driver called the

trees--began to encroach upon the burned-over and arid barren land To

Carley these groves, by reason of contrast and proof of what once was,

only rendered the landscape more forlorn and dreary Why had these rubbers, she supposed, the sa the Adirondacks Presently, when the driver had to

halt to repair or adjust sorateful for a respite froan to fall, and when she resumed her seat in the vehicle she asked

the driver for the blanket to cover her The smell of this horse blanket

was less endurable than the cold Carley huddled down into a state of

apathetic h of the West

But the sleet storreatlyher discomfort By and by the road led into a section

of real forest, unspoiled in any degree Carley saw large gray squirrels

with tufted ears and white bushy tails Presently the driver pointed

out a flock of huge birds, which Carley, on second glance, recognized

as turkeys, only these were sleek and glossy, with flecks of bronze and

black and white, quite different from turkeys back East "Thereabout

"No, ma'am Them's wild turkeys," replied the driver, "an' shore the

best eatin' you ever had in your life"

A little while afterwards, as they were e from the woodland

into ray