They had added to their earnings by gathering in spring and fall the few medicinal seeds, leaves, and barks they knew.

His mother had been of different type.

She had loved and married the picturesque young hunter, and gone to live with him on the section of land taken by his father.

She found life, real life, vastly different from her girlhood dreams, but she was one of those changeless, unyielding women who suffer silently, but never rue a bargain, no matter how badly they are cheated.

Her only joy in life had been her son.