One could not fail to see that her woman heart was glad--glad and proud that this stalwart, broad-shouldered leader of men had chosen her for his mate.
"But, Stan," she said, with a pretty air of disappointment, "I thought it was all going to be so different.

Why, except for the mountains, and those poor Indians over there, this might all be in some little town back home.

I thought there would be cowboys riding about everywhere, with long hair and big hats, and guns and things." Stanford and his friends who were standing near laughed.
"I fear, Mrs.Manning," remarked Mr.Richards, one of Prescott's bank presidents, "that Stanford has been telling you wild west stories.

The West moves as well as the East, you know.

We are becoming civilized." "Indeed you are, Mr.Richards," Helen returned.