I am sure we shall all be glad when the boy gets home." "When he does, there will be such a time at my house," interposed the inn-keeper, nodding his head approvingly.

"There's the parlor for him to do his courting in.

And one of the prettiest little sweethearts is waiting to give him such a welcome.

God bless her--she isn't a bit like the rest of them Chapmans--she isn't." "My school don't keep the day he comes home," rejoined the schoolmaster, helping himself to another piece of pumpkin pie.
The mention of Tite's name filled old Hanz's eyes with tears.

He buried his face in his hands, and remained silent for several minutes, overcome by his feelings.