Well," he said feebly, "I noticed it, but kind-a left it t' the last." "Cut it down to-morrow," was the response. The wind was rising, and the tree mut- tered savagely. Luther thought it sounded like a menace, and turned pale. No trou- ble has yet been found that will keep a man awake in the keen air of the pineries after he has been swinging his axe all day, but the sleep of the chopper was so broken with disturbing dreams that night that the beads gathered on his brow, and twice he cri...