Soon, however, the restlessness of all nature under the stimulus and heat of that brilliant day communicated itself to her vigorous young body.

For repose and inaction are as foreign to healthy life as death itself, of which they are the symptoms; and if ever there was an intense and vivid life, Susan had it.

She got up and dressed, and leaned from the window, watching the two-horse reaper in the wheat fields across the hollow of the pasture, and listening to its faint musical whirr.
The cows which had just been milked were moving sedately through the gate into the pasture, where the bull, under a tree, was placidly awaiting them.

A boy, in huge straw hat and a blue cotton shirt and linsey woolsey trousers rolled high upon his brown bare legs, was escorting the herd.
Her aunt in fresh, blue, checked calico came in.

"Wouldn't you like some breakfast ?" said she.