But the old woman always looked for him and never gave up hope.
"Men have been lost in the forest an' yet come back," replied Dale, as he had said to her many a time.
"Come right in.

You air hungry, I know.

Now, son, when last did you eat a fresh egg or a flapjack ?" "You should remember," he answered, laughing, as he followed her into a small, clean kitchen.
"Laws-a'-me! An' thet's months ago," she replied, shaking her gray head.
"Milt, you should give up that wild life--an' marry--an' have a home." "You always tell me that." "Yes, an' I'll see you do it yet....

Now you set there, an' pretty soon I'll give you thet to eat which 'll make your mouth water." "What's the news, Auntie ?" he asked.
"Nary news in this dead place.

Why, nobody's been to Snowdrop in two weeks!...