We had butter, and the cows, eased of the labors of travel, grew sleek and round, and gave us plenty of milk.

I saved for Virginia all the eggs laid by my hens, except those used by her in the cooking.

She gave me the daintiest of meals; and I taught her to make bread.

To see her molding it with her strong small hands, was enough to have made me insane if I had had any sense left.

She showed me how to make vinegar pies; and I failed in my pies made of the purple-flowered prairie oxalis; but she triumphed over me by using the deliriously acid leaves as a flavoring for sandwiches--we were getting our first experience as prairie-dwellers in being deprived of the common vegetable foods of the garden and forest.