. . . . . . . . . . . . 129
XIV. SOWING THE WIND . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 142
XV. REAPING THE WHIRLWIND . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 153
XVI. THE AFTERMATH . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 164
XVII. THE PARTING PLEDGE AND PASSING DAYS . . . . . . . 171
XVIII. THE ADDED BURDEN . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 179
XIX. "SMILES'" APPEAL . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 190
XX. THE ANSWER . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 200
XXI. A MODERN MIRACLE . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 216
XXII. VICARIOUS ATONEMENT . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 225
XXIII. TWO LETTERS . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 235
XXIV. NEW SCENES, NEW FRIENDS . . . . . . . . . . . . . 241
XXV. THE FIRST MILESTONE . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 256
XXVI. THE CALL OF THE RED CROSS . . . . . . . . . . . . 264
XXVII. THE GOAL . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 277
XXVIII. "BUT A ROSE HAS THORNS" . . . . . . . . . . . . . 294
XXIX. AN INTERLUDE . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 309
XXX. DONALD'S HOMECOMING . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 316
XXXI. THE VALLEY OF INDECISION . . . . . . . . . . . . . 329
XXXII. THE STORM AND THE SACRIFICE . . . . . . . . . . . 341
XXXIII. WHAT THE CRICKET HEARD . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 350
XXXIV. A LOST BROTHER . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 361
XXXV. THE HALLOWED MOON . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 370
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LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS PAGE
"A man and a woman--as it was in the beginning" (See Page
374) . . . . . . . . . . . . Frontispiece
"One dusty, but dainty, foot was held between her
hands" . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 6
"She was kneeling beside a low, rounded mound" . . . . . . 48
"Read the brief article twice, mechanically, and almost without
understanding" . . . . . . . . . . . . . 298
"Holding the girl in clinging white close to him" . . . . . 347
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CHAPTER I
DONALD MACDONALD, M.D.
The man came to a stop, a look of humiliation and deep self-disgust on
his bronzed face. With methodical care he leaned his rifle against the
seamed trunk of a forest patriarch and drew the sleeve of his hunting
shirt across his forehead, now glistening with beads of sweat; then, and
not until then, did he relieve his injured feelings by giving voice to a
short but soul-satisfying expletive.
At the sound of his deep voice the dog, which had, panting, dropped at
his feet after a wild, purposeless dash through the underbrush, looked
up with bright eyes whose expression conveyed both worship and a
question, and, as the man bent and stroked his wiry coat, rustled the
pine needles with his stubby tail.
The picture held no other animate creatures, and no other sound
disturbed the silence of the woods.
By the hunter's serviceable nickeled timepiece the afternoon was not
spent; but the sun was already swinging low over the western
mountaintop, and its slanting rays, as they filtered through the leafy
network overhead, had begun to take on the richer gold of early
evening, and the thick forest foliage of oddly intermingled oak and pine,
beech and poplar, was assuming deeper, more velvety tones. There was
solemn beauty
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