CHAPTER VI.
A NIGHT AT PETE JONES'S.
When Ralph got to Pete Jones's he found that sinister-looking individual in the act of kicking one of his many dogs out of the house.
"Come in, stranger, come in.

You'll find this 'ere house full of brats, but I guess you kin kick your way around among 'em.

Take a cheer.

Here, git out! go to thunder with you!" And with these mild imperatives he boxed one of his boys over in one direction and one of his girls over in the other.

"I believe in trainin' up children to mind when they're spoke to," he said to Ralph apologetically.