me no pleasure to find Moore waiting in my shack for my report of Bruce. It was quite vain for me to make light of the accident to him. His eyes were wide open with anxious fear when I had done.
"You needn't tell me not to be anxious," he said, "you are anxious yourself. I see it, I feel it."
"Well, there's no use trying to keep things from you," I replied, "but I am only a little anxious. Don't you go beyond me and work yourself up into a fever over it."
"No," he answered quietly, "but I wish his mother were nearer."
"Oh, bosh, it isn't coming to that; but I wish were in better shape. He is broken up badly without this hole in him."
He would not leave till I had promised to take him up the next day, though I was doubtful enough of his reception. But next day The Duke came down, his black bronco, Jingo, wet with hard riding.
"Better come up, Connor," he said, gravely, "and bring your bromides along. He has had a bad night and morning and fell asleep only before I came away. I expect he'll wake in
