THE CRAZY WOMAN
They had traveled a long time it seemed to Kate, and having climbed all the hills in the country, were going down a moderate grade with the hind wheels sputtering unamiably at the brakes, when Belle broke a long silence: "Where are we, Bill?" she demanded, familiarly.
"The Crazy Woman," Bradley answered briefly. Kate did not understand, but by this time she had learned in such circumstances to hold her tongue.
"He means the creek," explained Belle. "It's way down there ahead of us."
Strain her eyes as she would, Kate could see only the blackness of the darkness ahead.
"'N' b' jing!" muttered Bradley, as Kate peered into nothingness, "she's whinin' t'night f'r fair."
Again for an instant Kate did not comprehend. Then the leads