I go to my new church in April.
"Your father, "SAMUEL EXCELL." For a moment this letter made Mose feel his father's loneliness, and had he not held in his hand two other and more important letters he would have replied with greater tenderness than ever before in his life.
"Well, Mose, set up," said Mrs.Reynolds; "letters'll keep." He was distracted all through the meal in spite of the incessant questioning of his good friends.

They were determined to uncover every act of his long years of wandering.
"Yes," he said, "I've been hungry and cold, but I always looked after my horse, and so, when I struck a cow country I could whirl in and earn some money.

It don't take much to keep me when I'm on the trail." "What's the good of seein' so much ?" asked Mrs.Reynolds.
He smiled a slow, musing smile.

"Oh, I don't know.

The more you see the more you want to see.