MAMMOTH CAVE ROMANCE



the open coach is a damp sweetness
from the green earth-and they
hear the soft twitter of birds call-
ing. Franklin leans down, very
simply and tenderly, and kisses his
OWL!.
  'VIiolet," he says 'do you hear
the birds! It is nesting time! "
  She knows what he means-for
they are also beginning the building
of a new life together, that shall be
fair and fine and true!
  "Franklin, isn't it beautiful,"
she says sweetly, "isn't it impress-
ive and sacred-' til death do us
part! '
            THE END.