I don't mind it if he won't call me a 'spalpeen,' and fire things at me," said Ben, thinking of his late trials with Pat.
"I can promise that; and I am sure Thorny will like you, for I told him your story, and he is anxious to see 'the circus boy' as he called you.
Squire Allen says I may trust you, and I am glad to do so, for it saves me much trouble to find what I want all ready for me.

You shall be well fed and clothed, kindly treated and honestly paid, if you like to stay with me." "I know I shall like it--till father comes, anyway.

Squire wrote to Smithers right off, but hasn't got any answer yet.

I know they are on the go now, so may be we won't hear for ever so long," answered Ben, feeling less impatient to be off than before this fine proposal was made to him.
"I dare say; meantime, we will see how we get on together, and perhaps your father will be willing leave you for the summer if he is away.

Now show me the baker's, the candy-shop, and the post-office," said Miss Celia, as they rattled down the main street of the village.
Ben made himself useful; and when all the other errands were done, received his reward in the shape of a new pair of shoes and a straw hat with a streaming blue ribbon, on the ends of which shone silvery anchors.