| Chapter I.—Setting up Altars of Remembrance, | 13 | | Chapter II.—"God Could Not Be Everywhere, and so He Made Mothers," | 23 | | Chapter III.—"But Somewhere the Master Has a Counterpart of Each," | 32 | | Chapter IV.—Our Prairies are a Book Whose Pages Hold Many Stories, | 41 | | Chapter V.—A Worthy Object Reached For and Missed is a First Step Toward Success, | 51 | | Chapter VI.—"'Tis Only a Snowbank's Tears, I Ween," | 58 | | Chapter VII.—We Stepped Over the Ridge and Courted the Favor of New and Untried Waters, | 67 | | Chapter VIII.—We Had No Flag to Unfurl, but Its Sentiment Was Within Us, | 77 | | Chapter IX.—We Listened to Each Other's Rehearsals, and Became Mutual Sympathizers and Encouragers, | 87 | | Chapter X.—Boots and Saddles Call, | 98 | | Chapter XI.—"But All Comes Right in the End," | 108 | | Chapter XII.—Each Day Makes Its Own Paragraphs and Punctuation Marks, | 123 |
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