"Bud's out delivering one to Mr.Grimes, and he's going to stop here on the way back.

I was at the station when it come in.

It's from your ma, and it says she'll be over from Boggs City early in the morning." "Thanks, Roscoe," said Bonner with an amused glance at Rosalie; "you've saved me the trouble of reading it." "They are coming to-morrow," said Rosalie long afterward, as the last of the Crows straggled off to bed.

"You will have to go away with them, won't you ?" "I'm an awful nuisance about here, I fancy, and you'll be glad to be rid of me," he said softly, his gaze on the blazing "back-log." "No more so than you will be to go," she said so coolly that his pride suffered a distinct shock.

He stole a shy glance at the face of the girl opposite.