It just makes me glad to know such a
magnificent girl."
And Alan added,--
"Yes, you may talk all day about your heroines; but I've just seen
one of them, and it's a sight I shan't forget soon, either."
CHAPTER XX.
ONE LAST GLIMPSE.
Indian summer had come once more, and the same soft haze which,
only last year, the girls had seen over the blue Connecticut with
its meadows and mountains, now rested quite as lovingly upon the
dull waters of the Missouri, as they wound along between their low
bluffs and level prairies. There, there had been the restful quiet
of the old town, peacefully living on the reputation of its two
centuries of strong, honorable life, justly proud of the famous
names it had given to its state and country; here, there was the
ceaseless, unwearying bustle of a new civilization, the restless
activity of a city whose glory was yet to be and whose present
ambition was only to grow and to accumulate riches. All the
contrast between the two places, all the change from the
surroundings of a year ago to the life of to-day were keenly felt
by the young girl who was sitting on the piazza of a little house
in Omaha, one morning, idly enjoying the late autumn sunshine.
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