for that, if they had noticed with what happy eagerness the two sang together.  The grandparents would like to have sat up all night singing and telling of things that happened in bygone days, but poor tired little Cora Belle began to nod, so we retired.  As we were preparing for bed it suddenly occurred to Mr. Stewart that I had not been surprised when going to town was mentioned, so he said, “Wooman, how did it happen that you were ready when I was to gae to the toone?” “Oh,” I said, “I knew you were going.”  “Who tell it ye?” “A little bird.” “’T was some fool wooman, mayhap.”  I didn’t feel it necessary to enlighten him, and I think he is still wondering how I knew.

Next morning we were off early, but we didn’t come up with the wagons until almost camping-time.  The great heavily-loaded wagons were creaking along over the heavy sands.  The McEttricks were behind, Aggie’s big frame swaying and lurching with every jolt of the wagon.  They never travel without their German socks.  They are great thick things to wear on the outside of their shoes.  As we came up behind them, we could see Aggie’s big socks dangling and bobbing beside Archie’s from where they were tied on the back part of the wagon.  We could hear them talking and see them gesticulating.  When we came nearer, we found they were quarreling, and they kept at it as long as I was awake that night.  After the men had disposed of their loads, they and Mr. Stewart were going out of town to where a new coal-mine was being opened.  I intended to go on the train to Rock Springs to do some shopping.  Aggie said she was going also.  I suggested that we get a room together, as we would have to wait several hours for the train, but she was suspicious of my motives.  She is greatly afraid of being “done,” so she told me to get my own room and pay for it.  We got into town about three o’clock in the afternoon, and the train left at midnight.

I had gone to my room, and Jerrine and myself were enjoying a good rest after our fatiguing drive, when my door was thrown open and a very angry Aggie strode in.  They asked us fifty cents each for our rooms.  Aggie paid hers under protest and afterward got to wondering how long she was entitled to its use.  She had gone back to the clerk about it, and he had told her for that night only.  She argued that she should have her room for a quarter, as she would only use it until midnight.  When that failed, she asked for her money back, but the clerk was out of patience and refused her that.  Aggie was angry all through.  She vowed she was being robbed.  After she had berated me soundly for submitting so tamely, she flounced back to her own room, declaring she would get even with the robbers.  I had to hurry like everything that night to get myself and Jerrine ready for the train, so I could spare no time for Aggie.  She was not at the depot, and Jerrine and I had to go on to Rock Springs without her.  It is only a couple of hours from Green River to Rock