“Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil. For Thou art with me.” Reverently he kissed her white forehead. So they went on into the dragon country, fearing nothing, their hearts singing. As they approached the clearing they heard the sound of a hammer and found Bud busy upon a substantial addition to the cabin--a generous front porch made of planed boards. He stepped forward cordially to greet them. “Roxie’s in thar,” he said with a jerk of his thumb towards the interior. “An’ she’ll shore be mighty proud ter see yuh.” As the two approached the door he stood aside to allow them to pass. He himself stopped a moment before a rather conspicuous doormat bearing the word “Welcome.” Rather sheepishly he lagged behind to wipe his heavy boots clean of all dirt. “Roxie’s kinder fussy ’bout mud,” he explained. THE END TRANSCRIBER’S NOTES: Italicized text is surrounded by underscores: _italics_. Perceived typographical errors have been corrected. Inconsistencies in hyphenation have been standardized. Archaic or variant spelling has been retained.