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and clapped his hands.
Seecome here and look cried the old man. Grandfather Jesse's white
mare has tom the black stocking she wears on her foot.
Day after day through the long summerJesse Bentley drove from
farm to farm up and down the valley of Wine Creekand his grandson
went with him. They rode in a comfortable old phaeton drawn by the
white horse. The old man scratched his thin white beard and talked to
himself of his plans for increasing the productiveness of the fields they
vis- ited and of God's part in the plans all men made. Sometimes he looked
at David and smiled happily and then for a long time he appeared to forget
the boy's existence. More and more every day now his mind turned back
again to the dreams that had filled his mind when he had first come out of
the city to live on the land. One afternoon he startled David by letting his
dreams take entire possession of him. With the boy as a witnesshe went
through a cere- mony and brought about an accident that nearly de-
stroyed the companionship that was growing up between them.
Jesse and his grandson were driving in a distant part of the valley some
miles from home. A forest came down to the road and through the forest
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