A good picture, too." "Ah, he can do that, sir, as well as a real artist." "Have you known him to draw, before this ?" "Why, he's always at it, sir, in his quieter moods.

I've got a rare good likeness o' myself, as he did long ago, in the harness-room." "May I see it ?" "With pleasure, sir." Donald led the way to the harness-room, and took from the cupboard the precious board he had so carefully preserved.
Uncle John glanced at it and laughed aloud.

He could well appreciate the humor of the sketch, which Donald never had understood, and the caricature was as clever as it was amusing.

He handed the treasure back to Donald and went away even more thoughtful than before.
A few days later a large package arrived at Elmhurst addressed to Kenneth Forbes, and Oscar carried it at once to the boy's room, who sat for an hour looking at it in silent amazement.

Then he carefully unwrapped it, and found it to contain a portable easel, a quantity of canvas and drawing-paper, paints and oils of every description (mostly all unknown to him) and pencils, brushes and water colors in profusion.
Kenneth's heart bounded with joy.