I ate a dry scrap of food and turnedinto my
blankets.
They were in a long,wavering row, with wide,
windowless fronts. After two hours the rain stopped suddenly. When I looked up, she
darted away likea fawn, leaving her water pails behind. I had thefeeling that it was
here the real trail of my life began. Perhapsit is because I am a woman that they
were so good to me.
The wagon hadfour wheels and a long
pole.
We took a few steps and then the pulse of theengine
was no longer under our feet.
Orphan Lizzie was shy as a rabbit but completely
unselfconscious.
The washing of my ears interested them
most.
Lizziealways took a long lick at the top of the
jam-tin as she passed it.
Together we had leftDartmouth, gone into training
camp, sailed for France on the sametransport.
Once only during the whole trip were words
exchanged in the canoe. Jones filled his pailsat the spring and returned to the
scow, leaving us stranded on theshore.
The hero told me, My mother-in-lawsays you may live
in her house. I was given the bow seat, a small roundstick like a hen roost. In the
late afternoon a great shadow-mountain stepped across thelake and brooded over the
cemetery. All the food I had leftfor the last three days was hard tack and
raisins.
To get into a berth you must first horizontal
yourself, thentip and roll.
At the thought I made a dash for the
brokencommunity house on the bank above. But, if it means the time people died, why
do they put IPOO onthe old graves as well as on the new? The Indians took the bits
out of theirhorses mouths and gave them food.
I sat down on the floor and rested my backagainst
the roost, holding the small dog in my lap. But everybody did not die at the same
time. When I looked up, she darted away likea fawn, leaving her water pails
behind.
He saidI was to be at the Hudsons Bay store at
eight the next morning. Every feathered forefather for the last twenty centuries is
awake andshouting! Every minute I thought we wouldbe pitched off the
pole.
In my heart, I had neverlaughed at those
subconscious perceptions, whatever they were.
Smiths blinky eye peeped out tosee if he had
dreamed us.
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worked down in the old part ofthe village.
No, I would certainly have said, Keep out. If hesaw
me wince as the shadows rushed in upon us, he did not show it.
Come you please, lady, piped the queer little
voice. Suddenly something at the other end of the village attracted
thedogs.
I was given the bow seat, a small roundstick like a
hen roost.