I've written it, and ridden it, and this week I've plowed it! Your daughter knows as she knows nothing else, in all this world, that she has only to give me one glance, one word, one gesture of invitation, to find me before her six feet of the worst demoralized beefsteak a woman ever undertook to handle.

Told her?
Ye Gods! I should say I've told her!" If any of Pryors had been outdoors they certainly could have heard Mr.
Pryor.

How he laughed! He shook until he tottered.

Laddie took his arm and led him to the fence.

He lifted a broad top rail, pushed it between two others across a corner and made a nice comfortable seat for him.