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 Susy managed to get the pillow from the end of a roll on the running board, and Mrs. Brunson laid it on her shoulder and against the back end of the car and pulled Jamie’s head over on it, while Susy knelt on the front seat and with tears of thankfulness still wet on her young

face, tucked a blanket over the shoulders of Jamie Mac Farlane as she said, “I tell you, Ma, from what he said to Pa, we have had a pretty close call, and I believe we better ship the car and get on the train, and go north by the quickest, safest route.”

But Mother Brunson, being made of sterner stuff, replied: “Oh, I guess not. We will just keep closer to the towns when night comes. We will stop this sleeping beside the road. We’ll keep the gun your Pa’s got and get some cartridges for it at the first stop. I think we can make it all right and finish our trip.”