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We were born in the same neighborhood and grew up
together," said Sarah.
"Now there's the kind of a man! Stout as a buffalo an' as to looks I'd
call him, as ye might say, real copasetic." Mrs. Lukins expressed this
opinion solemnly and with a slight cough. Its last word stood for nothing
more than an indefinite depth of meaning. She added by way of drawing the
curtain of history: "I'll bet _he_ didn't dilly dally long when he made
up his mind. I reckon he were plum owdacious."
"What a pretty pattern this is!" said Sarah with a sudden shift of front.
Mrs. Lukins was not to be driven from the Elysian fields so easily and
forthwith she told the story of her own courtship.
A bountiful dinner of stewed venison and chicken pie and tea and frosted
cake was served, all hands turning in to help with the table and the
cleaning up. While they were eating Sarah told of her long journey and
their trials with fever and ague.
"It's the worst part of going west but it really isn't very dangerous,"
said Mrs.


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