"Yes--but he wasn't settled, and now he's settled in it. Is that
the way to be a man? There's all those other people to do the thing
he's doing. Then what's the use of him?"

"Ain't we in the same box?"

"Yes, and that's why I mean to get out of it, some day. But it's
different with him. He's chosen his box, and gone in, and shut the
lid on himself! I'm disappointed in him. I've been thinking him
a real man. I guess I'm still to see what I'm looking for," added
Lahoma, shaking her head.

"We'll let it go at that," muttered Bill who was anxious to turn
Lahoma's mind from thoughts of Wilfred. "We'll just go ahead and
look for new prospects."

"Not till I make a remark," said Willock, laying aside his pipe.
"Honey, do yon know what I mean by a vision? It calls for a big
vision to take in a big person, and you ain't got it. Maybe it
wasn't meant for women, or at least a girl of fifteen to see further
than her own foot-tracks, so no blame laid and nobody judged,
according. If you don't see nothing in that army of settlers going
into a raw land and falling to work to make it bloom like the rose,
a-setting out to live in solitude for years that in due time the
world may be richer by a great territory, why, you ain't got a big
vision. I've got it, for I was born in the West, and I've lived all
my life, peaceable and calm, right out here or hereabouts. You've
got to breathe western air to get the big vision. You've got to see
towns rise out of the turf over night and bust into cities before