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than they had been in many years. What a great 

 feast that was there under the trees. What appetites 

 the men had, and how eager the women were to satisfy 

 them. They laughed and joked and ate, and there 

 never was such a jolly time as they had on the Shane 

 farm. 



They worked all day and came back the next day, 

 and worked until every hill of corn was planted again. 

 The next day the rain fell and moistened the ground, 

 and the sun came out and warmed it, and the corn 

 sprouted and grew, and there was a great prospect for 

 the future. 'Tis true the worms took some of it, but 

 they had put an extra grain in each hill for the worms. 

 The birds could not get all the worms, but they got 

 most of them. The Shane farm was getting in accord 

 with the plan of the universe, and prosperity was smil- 

 ing on it. 



Shane felt that he was in the right path now, and he 

 studiously followed it. During the time he was con- 

 fined to the house with his broken limb Edith had 

 induced him to read the books loaned her by Cora 

 Tracy, which treat of animals and birds and their 

 uses. 



In a few more weeks Shane recovered so much that 

 he could walk about the farm on crutches. He could 

 not help but mark the difference in the appearance of 

 things. There was a look of content about every- 

 thing. 



The first time he went to the barn Dick came up to 

 him, and putting out his nose touched Shane's hand. 



