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boy of Chamboro. Pet rabbits and pigeons were sorrowfully bartered away,—three different times was the faithful Gilead sold and resold,—and at last it all ended in the transfer—under the greatest secrecy—of the Greyhound to her new owners. She was taken one quiet moonlight night from the shadows of the old railway bridge, and as silently poled up Watterson's Creek to a screening clump of willows, not more than an owl's hoot from the cave itself.
SILENTLY FOLDED UP WATTERSON'S CREEK
That moonlight migration marked the Great Divide in the life of the Maggie Watson. Yet before she could become the Greyhound,
