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The horse, relieved of his saddle, gave a shake of coht stretch himself after a weary journey, and trotted into his shed Brownleigh o to the house

As he walked along by the fence he caught sight of a se-bush a short distance frohtly, and he stopped and watched it a second thinking itIt seeain as objects watched intently often will, and springing over the rail fence Brownleigh went to investigate Nothing in that country was left to uncertainty Men liked to knoas about theible for closer he picked it up and turned it over clu cap, undoubtedly a lady's, with the naht in silk letters in the lining Yes, there was no question about its being a lady's cap, for a long gleaolden hair, with an undoubted tendency to curl, still clung to the velvet A sudden e too intimately another's property unawares He raised his eyes and shaded them with his hand to look across the landscape, if perchance the owner h even as he did so he felt a conviction that the little velvet cap belonged to the owner of the hich he still held in his other hand H R Where was H R, and who could she be?

For so the exact spot in his ular trail That was strange He stooped to see if there were any further evidences of passers-by, but the slight breeze had softly covered all definite round about for some distance either way, that there could have been but one horse He ise in the lore of the trail By certain little things that he saw or did not see he cao back to his cabin he caain with an exclamation of wonder, for there close at his feet, half hidden under a bit of sage, lay a small shell comb He stooped and picked it up in triumph