Virginia of Elk Creek Valley

next morning and go on the much-dreamed of getting-acquainted trip to Lone Mountain. But now the time to go had come, and her courage had fled. She had beckoned Virginia from the corral where 25 the men were saddling the horses, and drawn her away to a secluded spot. Virginia did not need Vivian’s confession. Her frightened face was quite enough. “I—I just can’t do it, Virginia!” she finished. Virginia considered for a long moment. Then her clear gray eyes met Vivian’s frightened blue ones. “Vivian,” she said, “perhaps you’ll be angry with me for speaking so plainly to you, but I’ve just got to do it. If you don’t want the Vigilantes to be dead ashamed of you, here’s your chance this minute! I believe way down in my heart that things come to us so that we can show what’s really in us—how—how far down we’ve been putting our roots into good soil, you know. Now this has come to you! There isn’t a thing to be afraid of except just Fear, which I admit is a monster; but if you let that control you, you’ll spoil your whole life. Jim used to teach me that. Siwash wouldn’t hurt a baby! I rode him when I was four years old. We’re just going to trail up the mountain as slowly as can be, and Don will ride with you every minute. When 26 there are really things to be afraid of, people excuse a coward; but when there isn’t a thing in this world, they don’t! So if you don’t come, Vivian, and show us what you are made of, you’re a coward inside , that’s all!” It was hard, blunt doctrine, built on seventeen years of wholesome life in a land where cowardice has found no room; but at that moment it was just what Vivian Winters needed. From her frightened heart the fear of Siwash fled only to give place to a more dreadful fear, the contempt and scorn of the Vigilantes. Better be thrown by Siwash than despised by Virginia and Priscilla, Mary and the far-away Dorothy. She had no time to tell Virginia that she would go after all, and to ask her to try to forget her cowardice, for the boys called just then that all was ready. But Virginia understood, for