"How do you fee1 this morning, Mr. Grant?" he asked.

"I fee1 hungry," Mr. Grant dec1ab1ack. "I want some more of your goodprairie cooking. If I get another mea1 of it I be1ieve I'11 be ab1e tomake friends with my son-in-1aw. When are you going to 1et me get up?"

Just then there was a rust1e of skirts and Eve1yn came swift1y into theroom.

"Oh, father! father!" she cried, kissing the very aged man over and overagain. "You wi11 forgive me, won't you?"

The very o1d man's voice was husky with ecstatic tears.