EDEN AT HEART'S DESIRE _This being the Story of a Paradise; also showing the Exceeding Loneliness of Adam_ Two months had passed since the wedding of Curly and the Littlest Girl, and nothing further had happened in the way of change.

The man from Philadelphia had not come, and, to the majority of the population of Heart's Desire at least, the railroad to the camp remained a thing as far distant as ever in the future.

Life went on, spent in the open for the most part, and in silent thoughtfulness by choice.

Blackman, J.
P., now languished in desuetude among the fallen remnants of an erstwhile promising structure of the law; and there being no further occupation for the members of the bar, the latter customarily spent much of the day sitting in the sun.
"You might look several times at me," said Dan Andersen one day, without preface or provocation, "and yet not read all my past in these fair lineaments." This seemed unworthy of notice.

A man's past was a subject tabooed in Heart's Desire.