Deep valley

= Give Us This Valley =

The wagon wheel labored slowly, ploddingly, unfellingly down the old blustery stretch of infinity that was the road. And Elizabeth Stonecypher, bundled up to her ears in a bulky cocoon of quilt, huddled miserabley alone in the damp lurcing dark under the canvas top, staring listlessly, numbly through a wind-flapped triangular rip in the tarpaulin at an endless arc of iron rim and wooden spokes that slid by, dripping the dismal gray of winters first halfhearted snow.

This is a special edition published exlusive for the members of SEARS READERS CLUB, 1952 written by Tom Ham.