I haven't run a theatrical wardrobe for nothing." Nor had she, for the hat thus procured, a few days later, became, by the aid of a silk handkerchief and a bluejay's feather, a fascinating "pork pie." Whatever cause of annoyance to Low still lingered in Teresa's dress, it was soon forgotten in a palpable evidence of Teresa's value as botanical assistant.

It appeared that during the afternoon she had not only duplicated his specimens, but had discovered one or two rare plants as yet unclassified in the flora of the Carquinez Woods.

He was delighted, and in turn, over the camp-fire, yielded up some details of his present life and some of his earlier recollections.
"You don't remember anything of your father ?" she asked.

"Did he ever try to seek you out ?" "No! Why should he ?" replied the imperturbable Low; "he was not a Cherokee." "No, he was a beast," responded Teresa promptly.

"And your mother--do you remember her ?" "No, I think she died." "You _think_ she died?
Don't you know ?" "No!" "Then you're another!" said Teresa.