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Jest two more little horses 'n' it's did . . . all did. . . . An' then mebbe we kin go back an' hold up our heads, Mira 'n' you 'n' Whiskers 'n' me. . . . Wonder wot Whiskers thinks o' me these days!" He concentrated on the working of the sweep. Juno raised herself to give every inch of her stubby tail a chance. Blue Pete peered eagerly into the shadows along the shore.

"Oh, I'll do 'em to-morrer," said the boy. "It most broke my back a'ready. And did ye see all the carrots we got weeded?" "Uh-huh," observed his father. "Lots you had to do with weedin' the carrots, Marty," he added, sarcastically. When Janice went into the house the dinner dishes were still piled in the sink; yet Aunt 'Mira was already getting supper.

Petrie, taking up the tale again. "How many of us us housekeepers, I mean insist upon having things as clean as they should be right around our own back doors?" "Wa-al," groaned Aunt 'Mira, "it takes suthin' like an airthquake to start some of the men-folks " "Why wait for them?" interposed the demure Janice again, knowing that her aunt would not object if she interrupted her.

"Why, Uncle!" she cried, "what do you mean? It's Nelson Haley who is in trouble." "I mean to eat my dinner fust of all," said her uncle firmly. "And so had you better, my gal. A man can't be expected to go right away to court an' put up every dollar he's got in the world for bail, until he's thought it over a little, and knows something more about the trouble." "Why, Jason!" exploded Aunt 'Mira.

He saw once more the kindly eye, felt the friendly hand, heard the soft voice of the one man above his class who had treated him as equal and friend. He saw again the old tobacco pouch spilled on Inspector Barker's desk in the barracks at Medicine Hat. He knew why Mahon had come north. "I can't see him fail, Mira," he groaned. "He's did fer if he does. We got to stay an' see him through."

Leroux closed his eyes and leant back upon the couch. "Yes," he replied. "And to think that I am a useless wreck a poor parody of a man whilst Mira is... Oh, God! help me! God help HER!" He was visibly contending with his emotions; and Helen Cumberly found herself forced to turn her head aside. "I have been blind," continued Leroux, in a forced, monotonous voice.

"But where is she Mira, I mean? We know she's drawing the profits regularly from the 3-bar-Y. But that foreman of hers is as mute as a clam. . . . And now Bert, her best cowboy, has disappeared. Hm-m! What d'ye make of it, Mahon?" It was not like the Inspector to draw the opinions of his staff, and Mahon regarded him slyly. "You have a theory, sir. I haven't. I only see what's clear.

This would not have deterred the chaplain in a matter of duty, however, for that honest and stalwart soldier of the cross was as ready to battle with himself as he was to take issue with the devil, but the chaplain had been absent for long days, and returned only when it was supposed that Mira would be whisked away to the agency with the Cranstons, and, safe in Percy's sheltering arms, be beyond the reach of harm or temptation.

Young Spring, garbed only in the tender greens of the quickened earth and the swelling buds of maple and lilac, had accompanied Janice Day down Hillside Avenue into High Street from the old Day house where she lived with her Uncle Jason, her Aunt 'Mira, and Marty.

Jayadeva's poem quickly achieved renown in Northern and Western India and from the early thirteenth century became a leading model for all poets who were enthralled by Krishna as God and lover. In Bengal, the poets Vidyapati and Chandi Das flourished in about the year 1420, while in Western India, Mira Bai, a local princess, began a wide-spread popular movement.