Jonathan never clave to David more earnestly than did Bud this December morning to Ralph.
"You see, Mr.Hartsook," said Bud, "I wish I was well myself.

It's hard to set still.

But it's a-doing me a heap of good.

I'm like a boy at school.

And I'm a-findin' out that doing one's best licks fer others ain't all they is of it, though it's a good part.