I reckon when the skies fall the people will learn wisdom." "But you have caught your larks, haven't you ?" "No, I used to set snares by the hundred, but I never caught anything better than a sparrow." A wistful look crossed her face, and for an instant the youth seemed to droop and fade in her eyes.

"Isn't that life ?--sparrows for larks always ?" His sanguine spirit rejected this as she had known that it would.

"Life is all right," he replied, "as long as there's a fighting chance left to you.

That is the only thing that makes it worth while, fighting to win." She gazed meditatively at the points of flame on the white candles.

"I suppose it would be so with you; for you fit into the age.