highest claim of his intellect, his original
dream, or the dream whose originality he
had made practical, of reaching the heavenly
bodies; of being a pioneer in exploring
the Universe outside his own earth and its
enveloping atmosphere; of finding out the
secrets of that mysterious upper air, and
where it ended, of getting back a record
of it--the Thunder Bird's golden egg, the
first record from space.

And the girl in her buoyant young heart
of hearts felt that hope--nay, certainty--were
still there, green, springing, as
the first signs of happy springtime in the
world outside.

How--how was she to make him feel it;
she his little Wise Woman, his laboratory pal?

Her eye went to the emblems upon
her wall: a pine tree on a poster, typical
of strength, a banner with a sunburst, the
sun shedding warmth upon the earth.

And then--then! To the little squat
figure of a woman, as the Indians depicted
her, with a torch in her hand,
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