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Again and again she visited this lookout and came to love its isolation,

its coestion to her

thoughts She becas

around her The great life-dispensing sun poured its rays down upon her,

as if to ripen her; and the earth see arer plucked the bluebells to press

to her face, but leaned to the bronze-tufted seed head, had significance for her The scents

of the desert began to have reat leveling process through which supreht, like a transparent reflection froolden medium, seemed to float in the warm air The sky

became an azure blue In the still noontides, when the bees hummed

drowsily and the flies buzzed, vast creamy-white columnar clouds rolled

up fro sails And sus was at hand

Carley rode afar, seeking in strange places the secret that eluded her

Only a few days now until she would ride down to Oak Creek Canyon! There

was a low, singing melody of wind in the cedars The earth becareat truth was dawning upon

her--that the sacrifice of what she had held as necessary to the

enjoyment of life--that the strain of conflict, the labor of hands,

the forcing of weary body, the enduring of pain, the contact with the