"It's a long, long way out theah to the West," commented the girl wistfully as she counted out the change for the driver, "a long, long way!"
As if the way had not seemed long enough!
Celia sobbed outright.
"Yes," she assented, "it is a long, long way!"
"I am sawy you ah goin', Miss Celia," said the girl. "Good-by. Good luck to you!" And the stage moved on, Celia staring back at her with wide sad eyes. The girl leaned forward, let the pole carefully down and fastened it. As she did so a ray of sunshine made a halo of her hair.
Celia flung herself back into the dimness of the corner and wept out her heart. It seemed to her that, with the letting down of that pole, she had been shut out of heaven.