which he typifies. I was to have given Ben my answer to-day, and I could not make up my mind. I told him back there in the cañon when we said good-by, but he already knew.
"'It's all right, Nan,' he said. 'I think a heap of you, and I reckon I always will, but I might 'a' knowed' that a range cayuse and a blooded horse don't make any kind of a team. I don't blame you,' he said, 'and you mustn't blame yourself, for you've been on the square with me right along. I'm better for having known you. It's made me see a whole lot of things different, and maybe some day I can send you word that the cowpuncher you used to know is somebody out here in the cactus and sage-brush!'"
"Nan!" Bob gathered her in his arms. "I can't believe my good luck yet!"
"You won't," said Nan, "until you kiss me."
They were married in the whitewashed church in Hopedale. Nan insisted.
"The family will expect something of me," she declared, "for the moon is full, and it's
