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Her Father's Daughter by Gene Stratton Porter
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system throws off formic acid, and the animals need only the
suspicion of a scent of it to make them ready to fight. Any
animal you encounter or even a bee, recognizes it. One of the
first things that I remember about Daddy was seeing him sit on
the running board of the runabout buckling up his desert boots
while he sang to me,

'Let not your heart be troubled Neither let it be afraid,'

as he got ready to take me on his back and go into the desert for
our first lesson; he told me that a man was perfectly safe in
going to the forest or the desert or anywhere he chose among any
kind of animals if he had sufficient self-control that no odor of
fear emanated from him. He said that a man was safe to make his
way anywhere he wanted to go, if he started his journey by
recognizing a blood brotherhood with anything living he would
meet on the way; and I have heard Enos Mills say that when he was
snow inspector of Colorado he traveled the crest of the Rockies
from one end of the state to the other without a gun or any means
of self-defense."

"Now, that is something new to think about," said Donald.

"And it's something that is very true," said Linda. "I have seen
it work times without number. Father and I went quietly up the
mountains, through the canyons, across the desert, and we would
never see a snake of any kind, but repeatedly we would see men
with guns and dogs out to kill, to trespass on the rights of the
wild, and they would be hunting for sticks and clubs and firing
their guns where we had passed never thinking of lurking danger.
If you start out in accord, at one with Nature, you're quite as
safe as you are at home, sometimes more so. But if you start out
to stir up a fight, the occasion is very rare on which you can't
succeed."

"And that reminds me," said Donald, with a laugh, "that a week
ago I came to start a fight with you. What has become of that
fight we were going to have, anyway?"

"You can search me," laughed Linda, throwing out her hands in a

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