woodfarer

Updated: July 27, 2025

Beatrice had sharp ears, but she strained in vain for the sound that, forty feet farther distant, Ben heard easily. She shook her head, firmly believing his imagination had led him astray. But an instant later a coyote one of those gray skulkers whose waging cries at twilight every woodfarer knows sprang out of his covert and darted away. Beatrice was amazed.

Edison Marshall - The Sky Line of Spruce