letters to him--" Taking a sheet of paper she wrote in large letters:

Honorable Woodrow Wilson,
White House,
Washington, D. C.

"It looks too simple for the President--it ought to have more
flourishes to it and titles and things, shouldn't it, Ken? You copy it
and we'll walk straight down to the post office and mail it so that it
will go on to-night's train." Tears were far from Keineth's eyes as she
walked by Barbara's side down the white road between the fields of
daisies and buttercups. The little cloud of loneliness that had for a
brief time threatened her sky had disappeared and she was again a
light-hearted little girl, eagerly awaiting the happy things that each
new day at Overlook seemed to bring to her.




CHAPTER V

PILOT COMES TO OVERLOOK


"This is the third time in a week that Billy's been late for dinner,"
said Mrs. Lee, looking from Billy's empty place at the table to his
father's face.

Mr. Lee was serving the steaming chicken and biscuits that Nora had
placed on the table.