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They of the High Trails

Chapter 8 No.8

Word Count: 921    |    Released on: 06/12/2017

ay to the Converse home. He found it at last, a pretty cottage standing on a broad terrace, amid trees and vines vivid with the autumn hues; and if an

oping to detect his loved one walking about under the pear-trees. But she did not appear. After an hour or so he came d

continued to sentinel the gate. He was passing it for the fourth time when Lida came out upon the porch with an older wom

the contrary, he shamelessly met her with a solemn,

lushed as she recognized him. "Ho

urage began to come back to him. "Why didn't you a

to write to me? I told

only said you wouldn'

I meant," she replied

me! I'm no use to the world since you left. I told you the truth-you're my sun, moon, and stars, and I've come down to say it just once more before I pull out for Al

he tone of his voice. "What do yo

d, I reckon. I can't eat or sleep or work, just on account of studying about you. You've got me goin' in

eyes, and twitching lips made her breathing very difficult.

coyote putting up that job on your uncle the way I did. Well, I admit it; but I've been aching to tell you I've turned into another kind of farmer since then. You've educated me. Seems like I was a kid; but I've grown up into a man all of a sudden, and I'm startin' on a

rdened his soul reached her heart. After all, it was true: he had been only a reckless, thoughtless boy as he planned that raid on her u

mpulsively sought to draw her nearer, she laughingly pushed him away. "I don't mean-so much as you think." But the light of forg

plied with comical inflection, as

MITTAN

hood by his country's call, he has joined the ranks of t

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