feverishly. " Once high up in the
Canadian Rockies, we missed our guide
who had gone back for provisions. Bad
plight then, but the boy didn't 'cave'!
He was only fifteen when he shot his
bear in Arizona. He loves the West.
But the East's in his blood. Just went
wild over these Berkshire Hills, this spring,
over his first sight of mayflowers! They
seemed more of a treasure than the fortune
he wanted to part with. Hiff-f!"

Before the eyes of both girls rose the
clamor of color "blooming round" in old
Tory Cave--the armful of passe blossoms
flung down at the "rattler" scare.

' Yes--his Mother Earth has been
good to him," muttered the whimsical
voice. "Very good! Yet--yet such are
earth-sons that he 'd turn his back on
her to-morrow--go off on a wild-goose
chase after some other world--even a
dead one--if only that moon-storming
Thunder--Bird--"

"What! You don't mea'n to say--
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