The Moccasin Maker by E. Pauline Johnson
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laughing boy once more.
"You are right," he said, "I cannot keep my little girl in that rough camp. You said it was no place for a girl child. You are right. I will send her into Calgary until my survey is over. Catharine, will you go with her, take care of her, nurse her, guard her for me? You said I was as your own son; will you be that good mother to me that you want to be? Will you do this for your white boy?" He had never seen her smile before. A moment ago her heart had been breaking, but now she knew with a great gladness that she was not only going to keep and care for Margie, but that this laughing boy would be as a son to her for all time. No wonder Catharine of the Crow's Nest smiled! A Red Girl's Reasoning "Be pretty good to her, Charlie, my boy, or she'll balk sure as shooting." That was what old Jimmy Robinson said to his brand new son-in-law, while they waited for the bride to reappear. "Oh! you bet, there's no danger of much else. I'll be good to her, help me Heaven," replied Charlie McDonald, brightly. |
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