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Let us part with it, if any
indeed remains, and so press on, unfettered, in the glorious race for
cash. The "golden age" of Arcady is gone so long--the new has
come! The crooks wreathed round with flowers are changed into
telegraph-posts, and Corydon is on a three-legged stool, busy with
ledgers--knitting his brow as he adds up figures. Let us be thankful.
Therefore, as we have arrived at this rational conclusion, and come to
regard Verty and his feelings in their proper light, we will not speak
further of the foolish words which escaped from his lips, as he
went on, in the crimson sunset slowly fading. In time, perhaps, his
education will be completed in the school of Rational Philosophy,
under that distinguished lady-professor, Miss Sallianna. At present
we shall allow him to proceed upon his way toward his lodge in the
wilderness, where the old Indian woman awaits him with her deep love
and anxious tenderness.


CHAPTER XXVIII.
CONSEQUENCES OF MISS SALLIANNA'S PASSION FOR VERTY.


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