employers' two best horses, while they 

 stayed at home and did her work ! Else 

 why did this one fetch wood for her, 

 that one peel the potatoes, another wash 

 the dishes ? And when she and the 

 rest of us were seated at meals, and 

 something was needed from the kitchen, 

 why did the unlucky one nearest the 

 door jump up and forage ? Belle was 

 never nearest the door. She sat at the 

 middle of the long table, so that she 

 could be handy to everything that was 

 'circulating.' But I refer this case to 

 the author of those delightful papers on 

 the " Unquiet Sex," and hark back to 

 my story. 



That night the moon was full, and 

 the coyotes made savage music around 

 the lonely ranch house. First from the 

 hill across the creek came a snappy 

 wow-wou\ yac-yac^ and then a long 



