CHAPTER VII.
PLAYING PRISONER.
I know how it happened, too.

It came of eating sausages.

Mrs.Rosenberg, after she was fairly awake, felt so uncomfortable and oppressed that she went up stairs to see if the children were safe.

Really, I do suppose those little human souls were precious to her, after all.
There lay Mandoline and Dotty side by side on the buffalo skins; and the Jewish mother stood in her short night-dress, with a tallow candle in her hand, and gazed at them tenderly.

That horrible dream had stirred the fountain of love in her heart They made a beautiful picture, and there was no stain of evil in their young faces.