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"Old Al won't listen to me," pondered Dale "An' even if he did, he wouldn't believe et that girl"

With these last words Dale satisfied hi his rifle, he descended frorown darker, windier, cooler; broken clouds were scudding across the sky; only a few stars showed; fine rain was blowing from the northwest; and the forest see up here," he said, and turned to the fire The coals were red now Fro of salt and some strips of dried meat These strips he laid for a an to sizzle and curl; then with a sharpened stick he rerateful for little

He sat on a block of ith his pal war, golden embers Outside, the wind continued to rise and the moan of the forest increased to a roar Dale felt the co; and he heard the storm-wind in the trees, now like a waterfall, and anon like a retreating ar e to the loft, he stretched hiray dawn broke he was on his way, 'cross-country, to the village of Pine

During the night the wind had shifted and the rain had ceased A suspicion of frost shone on the grass in open places All was gray--the parks, the glades--and deeper, darker gray marked the aisles of the forest Shadows lurked under the trees and the silence seemed consistent with spectral for woodland awoke to the far-reaching rays of a bursting red sun

This was always the happiest moment of Dale's lonely days, as sunset was his saddest He responded, and there was so fro, noiseless, and they left dark trace where his feet brushed the dew-laden grass

Dale pursued a zigzag course over the ridges to escape the hardest cli, but the "senacas"--those parklike meadows so named by Mexican sheep-herders--were as round and level as if they had been h, and rugged ridges Both open senaca and dense wooded ridge showed to his quick eye an abundance of ga the spruces, a round black lu in the brush, and stealthy steps, were all easy signs for Dale to read Once, as he noiselessly e some quarry, which, as he advanced, proved to be a flock of partridges They whirred up, brushing the branches, and the fox trotted away In every senaca Dale encountered wild turkeys feeding on the seeds of the high grass