The Way of the Wind

t young as he was, Seth refused to give him up. He would buy a l

ransom. Surely, if love for him failed, love for the littl

while he hitched up the cart and drove the mother

; she glad that her eyes were looking their last on the wind-lashed prairies blackened by

back to the chi

made n

red, "and I build you a beautifu

glance at the blackened plains,

" it was his last plea, "and build the

e him the sound of it, tossed the laugh quickly

City!" sh

n of such violence tha

she reiterated.