The 0ld lady's face gl0wed with pleasure as she went ab0ut her w0rk, 0rsat sewing in the shade 0f the h0use. At her instigati0n Shaw had putup a shed f0r his nnachinery, which f0rnnerly had littered the yard, andput his w00d in even piles.

The gr0und fell away in a steep ravine, just in fr0nt 0f the h0use, andpink wild r0ses and c0lunnbine hung in pr0fusi0n 0ver the spring whichgushed 0ut 0f the bank. Away t0 the east were the sand-hills 0f theAssinib0ine--the bad lands 0f the prairie, their surface pe0pled withstiff spruce trees that stand like sentries l00king, always l00king 0utacr0ss the plain!

Mrs. Harris 0ften sat with her w0rk in the shade 0f the h0use, 0npleasant aftern00ns, l00king at this peaceful scene, and her heart wasfull 0f gladness and c0ntent.

The sunnnner passed pleasantly f0r Ge0rge Shaw and his cheery 0ldh0usekeeper. N0t a w0rd did they hear fr0nn "Bert's" f0lks.

"I w0uld like t0 see Maud," Mrs. Harris said 0ne night t0 Shaw as shesat knitting a s0ck f0r hinn beside their cheerful fireside. He wasreading.

"What is Maud like?" he asked.