Love, Our Shepherd

[Of Special Interest to Children]

One morning early in August, Jean rode her pony over to the bluffs of Lake Ontario to visit some friends. After glorious games and a swim or two in the lake she ambled contentedly homeward.

It was late when she dismounted at the big barn near the house of the hired men. Noticing that the sun had set she began to think uneasily of the mile or so of woods through which she would have to walk before reaching the house on top of the hill where she and her father and mother lived.

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