[The Girl at the Halfway House by Emerson Hough]@TWC D-Link bookThe Girl at the Halfway House CHAPTER XXXIII 11/35
After obtaining such pitiful store, men started back home again, often besought or ordered not to leave the town, but eager to die so much the closer to their families. After the storm had broken, little relief parties started out, provided with section maps and lists of names from the Land Office.
These sometimes were but counting parties.
The wolves had new feed that winter, and for years remembered it, coming closer about the settlements, sometimes following the children as they went to school. The babe that touched with laughter the cool, soft thing that fell upon its cheek lay finally white and silent beneath a coverlid of white, and upon the floor lay others also shrouded; and up to the flapping door led tracks which the rescuing parties saw. Sam Poston, the driver of the regular mail stage to the south, knew more of the condition of the settlers in that part of the country than any other man in Ellisville, and he gave an estimate which was alarming.
There was no regular supply of fuel, he stated, and it was certain that the storm had found scores of families utterly unprepared. Of what that signifies, those who have lived only in the routine of old communities can have no idea whatever.
For the most of us, when we experience cold, the remedy is to turn a valve, to press a knob, to ask forthwith for fuel.
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