"May I go, too?" asked Marie timidly of Father De Smet as he wasabout to draw in the plank. "The babies are both asleep and Ihave nothing to do."

Father De Smet took a careful look in every direction. It waslevel, open country all about them, dotted here and there withfarmhouses, and in the distance the spire of a village churchrose above the clustering houses and pointed to the sky.