To the west a dark church spire rose up against a marigold sky. Below was a little vally and beyond a long gently-rising slope with snug farm steads scattered along it. From one to another the child's eyes darted, eager and wistful . At last they lingered on one away to the left, far back from the road, dimly white with blossoming trees in the stainless southwest sky, a great crystal-white star was shining like a lamp of guidance and promise.   "That's it, isn't it?" she said, pointing. Matthew slapped the reins on the sorrel's back dilightedly. 'Well now, you've guessed it! But I reckon Mrs. Spencer described it so's you could tell."  'No, she didn't-really she didn't. All she said might just as well have been about most of those other places. I hadn't any real idea what it was home. Oh, it seems as if I must be in a dream. Do you know, my arm must be black and blue from the elbow up, for I've pinched myself