From bark-covered railings to solid oak floor and comfortable benches running along the sides it was intended to be a part of the landscape.
"I'll send Belshazzar to the cabin with the wagon," he said, "so you can see better." "But you must not!" she cried.

"I can't walk.

I wouldn't soil these beautiful shoes for anything." "Why don't you change them ?" inquired the Harvester.
"I am afraid I forgot everything I had," said the Girl.
"There are shoes somewhere in this load.

I thought of them in getting other things for you, but I had no idea as to size, and so I told that clerk to-day when she got your measure to put in every kind you'd need." "You are horribly extravagant," she said.

"But if you have them here, perhaps I could use one pair." The Harvester mounted the wagon and hunted until he found a large box, and opening it on the bench he disclosed almost every variety of shoe, walking shoe and slipper, a girl ever owned, as well as sandals and high overshoes.
"For pity sake!" cried the Girl.