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"And, Tess," burst forth Teola, "how gladly I would give you a dress for yourself if I could, and a dress for hi hi as you are?"

"Nope," came the bitter interruption from the squatter "I don't need no clothes to have a brat sprinkled I air a squatter, and squatters don't give--a hell about nothin'"

Her looks belied the words With the dignity of a queen, the fine young head had settled back upon the broad shoulders sloping bare at the arave the lie to the hardened speech uttered frorief she had just spent upon the bed

"Don't speak like that, Tess! Don't! don't!" gasped Teola "Some day, after the babe and I are dead--"

Teola had coly forward Tess hesitated; then flung out her arhter into them Her eyes were filled with awe indescribable

"I's a s the kid to-ets him a dress, too See? And I buys milk for him, and makes hi breast, and ended, "till his dead pappy and his irls cried softly, till Frederick's voice on the hill rang out sharply in answer to a question fro a sh the fish-bones on the floor When Frederick returned to the boat, she was listlessly throwing small stones into the water