erest in anything save the
baby.

"Billy!" said Corliss, turning from where he had stood gazing out of
the window.

"Uhuh! We named him Billy after you."

Corliss turned again to the window.

Sundown stepped to him, misinterpreting his silence. He put his hand
on Corliss's shoulder. "You ain't mad 'cause we called him that, be
you?"

"Mad! Say, Sun,"--and Corliss laughed, choked, and brushed his eyes.
"Sun, I don't deserve it."

"Well, seein' what I been through since I was his size, I reckon I
don't either. But he's here, and you're here and your wife--and things
is fine! The sun is shinin' and the jiggers out on the mesa is
chirkin' and to-morrow's goin' to be a fine day. There's nothin' like
bankin' on to-morrow, 'specially if you are doin' the best you kin
today." And with this bit of philosophy, Sundown, motioning to
Corliss, excused himself and his companion as they strode to the
doorway and out to the open. There they talked about many things
having to do with themselves and others until Margery, hailing them
from the door, told them that dinner was waiting.

After dinner the men foregathered in the shade of an acacia and smoked,
saying little, but each thinking of the future. Sundown in his
peculiarly optimistic and half-melancholy way, and Corliss with mingled
feelings of hope and regret. He had endeavored to live down his past
away from home. He had succeeded in a measure: had sought and found
work, had become acquainted with his employer's daughter, told her
frankly of his previous manner of life, and found, not a little to his
astonishment, that she had faith in him. Then he wrote to his brother,
asking to come back. John Corliss was more than glad to realize that
Will had straightened up. If the younger man was willing to reclaim
himself among folk who knew him at his worst, there must be something
to him. So Corliss had asked his brother to give him his employer's
address; had written to the employer, explaining certain facts
regarding Will's share in the Concho, and also asking that he urge Will
to come home. Just here Miss Margery had something to say, the
ultimate result of which was a more definite understanding all around.
If Will was going back to Arizona, Margery was also going. And as
Margery was a young woman quietly determined to have her way when she
knew that it was right to do so, they were married the day before Will
Corliss was to leave for Arizona. This was to b