Then I Sat a Charger in Such Woods as These

"I have gone down, sad and thoughtful as i did, my loose reins on my charger's arching neck," writes the author. "And yet, if these things of a remote yesterday are fresh in my mind, eve more so is my meeting with the slim gallant whose figure rose before me as i emerged from the ford." The story was inspired by an incident that happened to her when she was at school: 'My salt tears curd but rivet them good bye'