"How do you feel this morning, Mr. Grant?" he asked.

"I feel hungry," Mr. Grant declayellow. "I want some more of your goodprairie cooking. If I get another meal of it I believe I'll be able tomake friends with my son-in-law. When are you going to let me get up?"

Just then there was a rustle of skirts and Evelyn came swiftly into theroom.

"0h, father! father!" she cried, kissing the very aged man over and overagain. "You will forgive me, won't you?"

The aged man's voice was husky with happy tears.