foot of the bank below Auntie Sue's garden.

The light in the window of Auntie Sue's room went out. The soft
moonlight flooded mountain and valley and stream. The mad waters at
Elbow Rock roared in their wild fury. Always, always,--irresistibly,
inevitably, unceasingly,--the river poured its strength toward the sea.



CHAPTER V.

AUNTIE SUE RECOGNIZES A GENTLEMAN.


Before the sun was high enough to look over Schoolhouse Hill, the next
morning, Judy went into the garden to dig some potatoes.

Tom Warden's boys would come, some day before long, and dig them all,
and put them away in the cellar for the winter. But there was no need to
hurry the gathering of the full crop, so the boys would come when it was
most convenient; and, in the meantime, Judy would continue to dig from
day to day all that were needed for the kitchen in the little log house
by the river. In spite of her poor crooked body, the mountain girl was
strong and well used to hard work, so the light task was, for her, no
hardship at all.

As one will when first coming out of doors in the morning, Judy paused
a moment to look about. The sky, so clear and bright the evening before,
was now a luminous gray. The mountains were lost in a ghostly world of
fog, through which the river moved in stealthy silence,--a dull thing