Adelle had not understood then, nor had she thought of it all these years. But now the incident came back to her from its deep resting-place in her consciousness, and she understood its full meaning. She, too, was a child of God! albeit she had lived many years and done folly and suffered sorrow before she could recognize it. And so Clark's Field had taught its last great lesson,--Clark's Field, that fifty acres of lean, level land with its crop of bricks and mortar, its heavy burden of human lives, the sacrificial altar of our economic system and our race prejudices,--Clark's Field! We pass it night and morning of all the days of our lives, but rarely see it--see, that is, more than its bricks and mortar and empty faces. It should be called, in the quaint phrase of the judge's people, "God's Acre!" One might say that the beauty, the supreme fruit of this Clark's Field, which never blossomed into flower and fruit all these years we have been concerned with its fate, was Adelle. Just Adelle! The judge thought that was enough. Adelle would go on, he believed, growing into new wisdom, slowly acquired according to her nature, and also into tranquillity, friendship, love, and motherhood-all the eternal rewards of right living. Would she accomplish this best through that other Clark--the workman--whom she had discovered for herself? The sentimental reader probably has this already settled to his satisfaction. But I wonder! THE END By ARTHUR STANWOOD PIER THE WOMEN WE MARRY "Keen and incisive in character study, logical and life-like in plot invention and development, 'The Women We Marry,' is a novel that stands sturdily on its own merits. It is vigorous, frank and emotional in the best sense of that much-abused word, and there is little in it that is not faithfully representative of life." _Boston Transcript._ "The author of this realistic novel has not been afraid to endow his people richly with the ordinary faults and foibles of human nature.... Both his men and women are very real, human people." _New York Times._ "As a study of types, 'The Women We Marry' is one of the best things that American fiction has recently produced." _Springfield Republican._ By WILLA SIBERT CATHER O PIONEERS! "A great romantic novel, written with striking brilliancy and power, in which one sees emerge a new country and a new people.... Throughout the story one has the sense of great spaces; of the soil dominating everything, even the human drama that takes place upon it; renewing itself while the generations come and pass away."--_McClure's Magazine._ "The book is big in its conception and strikes many great live topics of the day--the feminist movement and the back-to-the-soil doctrines being two of the most conspicuous. There is a spirit of the open spaces about this story--a bigness that suggests that Miss Cather has taken more than her title from Whitman's hymn to progress, 'Pioneers, O Pioneers.'"--_San Francisco Chronicle._