CHAPTER IX. 



HE thoughts of the night vanished with the 

 gleams of the rising sun, and the good 

 resohitions that John Shane had made in 

 his conversation with his wife were soon 

 The coming of day always meant more to 

 ' him, and the habit of being up with the sun to engage 

 ; in his daily toil was of such a fixed character that it 

 angered him to think that he was confined to his bed. 

 . Edith's tenderness had led his fancy back twenty years, 

 r and he felt again the hopes that had inspired him in 

 i former years when Mary Malott became his wife ; but 

 [ the light of day brought back the thoughts of his busi- 

 : ness, and he was even a little ashamed that he had 

 '-.. allowed himself to indulge in such thoughts and words 

 as he did the night before. 



The breath of mammon had dissipated the perfume 



of holiness that had penetrated his heart, and he was 



again the man of business, blinded by the glitter of 



gold, unable to see the beauties of a trusting wife and 



^ a loving daughter. 



f Time passed on until two weeks had elapsed since 



f the accident, and the strike was strictly maintained by 



all the animals. Their lot had been a little easier since 



