This, my story, is the story of a man who took the trail that leads to the lower ground, and of a woman, and how She found her way to the higher sunlit fields. In the story, it all happened in the Ozark Moun tains, many miles from what we of the city call civilization. In life, it has all happened many, many times before, in many, many places. The two trails lead afar. The story, so very old, is still in the telling.