"She made herself.

They only helped her, and couldn't have helped a silly woman." "It's time you were jealous, Mary," said Graydon, laughing.
"Mary isn't a silly woman.

I should hope that no Muir would marry one." "I see no prospect of it," was the rather cold reply.
"I fear I see a worse prospect," was his brother's thought.

"Of what use are his eyes or senses after what he has seen to-day ?" Mrs.Muir had explained to some lady friends about Madge, and the information was passing into general circulation--the ladies rapidly coming to the conclusion that the young girl's action was not so remarkable after all, which was true enough.

The men, however, retained their enthusiastic admiration, although it must be admitted that its inspiration was due largely to Madge's beauty.
"Of course women have done braver things," said one man, with sporting tendencies, "but it was the neat, gamy way in which she did it that took my eye.