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"Seeing and feeling? Yes, that must be what I mean But hat is it? There are the beauty and color--the wild, shaggy slopes--the gray cliffs--the singing wind--the lulling water--the clouds--the sky And the silence, loneliness, sweetness of it all"

"It's a driftin' back What I love to do an' yet fear row so strong that it binds a e!" murmured Helen "But that could never bind ME Why, I must live and fulfil my mission, my work in the civilized world"

It seemed to Helen that Dale almost imperceptibly shrank at her earnest words

"The ways of Nature are strange," he said "I look at it different Nature's just as keen to wean you back to a savage state as you are to be civilized An' if Nature won, you would carry out her design all the better"

This hunter's talk shocked Helen and yet stie? Oh no!" she exclain be?"

"You spoke of your mission in life," he replied "A woman's mission is to have children The female of any species has only one mission--to reproduce its kind An' Nature has only one th, virility, efficiency--absolute perfection, which is unattainable"

"What of mental and spiritual development of man and won of Nature Nature is physical To create for limitless endurance for eternal life That n An' why she must fail"

"But the soul!" whispered Helen

"Ah! When you speak of the soul an' I speak of life we mean the same You an' I will have sohts"

"So must I, it seerave and thoughtful "But I guess I'll risk drea them with her keen blue eyes

"Nell, it'd take a thousand years to e of you," she said "But a ill do for me"

"Bo, you were one before you left Saint Joe," replied Helen "Don't you remember that school-teacher Barnes who said you were a wildcat and an Indian mixed? He spanked you with a ruler"

"Never! He missed me," retorted Bo, with red in her cheeks "Nell, I wish you'd not tell things about me when I was a kid"