Chapter 1. Lost Chief Schoolhouse
_ CHAPTER I. LOST CHIEF SCHOOLHOUSE

"To believe in a living God； to preach His Holy Writ without fear or favor； to sacrifice self that others may find eternal life； this is true happiness."
--The Rev. James Fowler.

It was Sunday in Lost Chief； Sunday and mid-winter. For the first time in nearly ten years there was to be a sermon preached in the valley and every one who could move was making his way to the schoolhouse.
Douglas Spencer drove his spurs into Buster and finished the last hundred yards at a gallop. Judith, his foster sister, stood up in her stirrups, lashed Swift vigorously over the flanks with the knotted reins and when Buster slid on his haunches to the very doorstep, Swift brought her gnarled fore legs down on his sweeping tail and slid with him. She brought up when he did with her nose under his saddle blanket. The boy and girl avoided a mix-up by leaping from their saddles and jerking thei

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