They had more happiness than comes to one-half humanity.

Their life was of the gold of what is the inner life of the better ones of this great new nation of a new continent.

They lived and loved, and their children live, and will be good men and women.
* * * * * * I cannot understand the problem.

No learning clears it.

I only know that there were Grant and I, that there were bees and perfumes, and wild, boyish delights, and the older life, and the feverish life of a city, and the rare, great love I looked upon..