millionaire--but he had taken another man into partnership, for now
over his big brick storehouse read a huge sign in golden letters "SPEAR
AND . . ." For like all day-dreams--if only dreamed often enough--the
ever-present dream of the Free Trader and his wife had really come true.

It was then that I learned that soon after my departure Prince Charming
had come up out of the East, fallen in love with the beautiful
Athabasca, become the actual Son-in-law, had been taken into
partnership by her father, and together the lucky groom and his
blushing bride had moved into their newly built log cabin, furnished
with the long-promised bed, table, and chairs, the cooking stove,
blankets, crockery, cutlery, and cooking utensils. Round about their
simple little home a heifer, a pig, and some ducks and geese stood
guard while their beautiful mistress lived happy ever after--at least
she did until prosperity inveigled her into a grand new brick mansion;
and then, of course, her troubles began, because happiness always
prefers a cabin to a castle.




THE END