re open, but she seemed powerless to speak. A loud thump startled
Mrs. Floyd swooped down on him in a tremor, and gathering him in her arms, went all over his
y own precious darling! Lafe, get the witch-hazel! Quick! No, no! In th
a red spot on the baby's forehead. Sally sat in a chair, rocking back and forward, with her lips against her child's neck and her arms holding him close. Little Tom clutched her tightly and gradually his c
ring into the blackness, when she came out. He thr
k, Sally, will you?" h
ce, she cried: "Oh, La
th hands without hesitation, and they stood smiling at each other in comradely fashio
over old times. Do you remember, Lafe, the grass
ain't true. You done put a lizard
clatter of hoofs broke in on
that? Wh
, who disappeared toward the corrals at a gallop. The boss was spattered with mud, and wringing wet and dog-weary. A
s wife ra
e said. "I
're a sight. Don't let the rain d
idge, Floyd?"
e river." Then he chuckled grimly. "Miguel, he was plumb
o a chair and remove
ou'd get back to-n
would, d
m mantel, suddenly bethought himself and went to his r
keep the
" Sally cried; the name fitted the boss as happily as Fid
atures. He got up and went into the dining-room to pour some water into his drink. Before he drained it
he said brusque
said the chee
g his custom to bring his mouth down to his fork, instead of his fork up to his mouth-and surveyed the scen
said the boss, with a sigh of satisfacti
e, who was sometimes