Ticket to Curlew

Ticket to Curlew — page 9
It was a sheltered private place Sam and his cousin Zach liked to sit with their bare feet in the water on a hot day and talk Sam looked out over the endless rippling prairie grass Maybe he could find such a place out there somewhere But it didn’t seem likely For a long time they rode in silence Chalkey on his big brown horse led the way along a faint trail in the grass After a while he dropped back and rode beside the wagon This trail runs along the section line that marks the boundary of your land he said Someday it will be a road I guess you’ll want to build your house somewhere near it He reined in his horse Look there’s one of your markers He pointed at a small rectangular stone half buried in the grass Pa said Whoa to the team He pushed back his hat and sat with the reins slack looking past the marker toward the horizon Well Sam he said this is home and you can’t beat the view Why don’t you take a look around Find a good place to build a house To Sam the place where they had stopped looked exactly like the rest of the prairie But Chalkey and Pa knew it was the Ferriers land There was no use just sitting in the wagon so Sam jumped down and began to walk north He knew it was north because Chalkey had pointed out that all the tracks that would become roads were laid out by the compass For the last hour they had been driving west with the sun on their backs But if you were away from the track Sam didn’t see how you would know one direction from another Except for the sun of course Even out on this land with no landmarks the sun would travel from east to west That was a comfort