"I think I should like your mother," she says, naively and very sweetly, lifting her eyes steadily to his. "She is handsome, of course; and is she good as she is beautiful?",
"Well," said the young man, "where is your piskun—where do you kill buffalo?",
At last, as she grows weary for wishing for it,—.
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