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In the spacious Florida hotel last year he had only to touch a button to bring a uniforrate fire for his of his room and bath were quite as luxurious as those of The Colonial

Now, as the light strengthened, Wallie could see his third-handed stove purchased fro in the corner with its list to starboard The wind blowing through the baling hich anchored the stove-pipe to the wall sounded like an aeolian harp played by a iven way beneath him, and when he had found at the Prouty Eht, he had been as elated when they were given to him as if he had been the recipient of a valuable present They now served as chairs on either side of his plank table

His pneumatic mattress had collapsed from punctures, and Wallie's bones were uncomfortably close to the boards in the bottoainst one end of the cabin His pilloas a flour sack filled with straw and of a doubtful colour, as was also the hand towel hanging on a nail beside a shocking wash basin

There was a dirt roof on the cabin from which clods of earth fell rather frequently and bounced on Wallie's head or dropped in the food, or on his bed to startle hih which the field mice and chip a trifle larger than the frame, could not be closed entirely

When Wallie had called McGonnigle's attention to the fact that he could stand in the h the cracks in any direction, McGonnigle had assured him that "fresh air never hurt nobody," and while he cheerfully admitted that he was not a carpenter, declared that he had h Wallie could not notice it when he paid the everything cost ht be in his estimate

Boise Bill rode by occasionally and inquired huht he would "winter" To which Wallie always replied that he intended to, though there were moments of depression when he doubted it

It was upon Wallie's inability to "winter" that Canby was counting He had hung on longer than Canby had thought he would, but the cattle snowstorm would see the last of Wallie The hardships and loneliness would "get" hi he would saddle up in disgust, leaving another homestead open to entry