Forgive me!" "I'm blessed if I don't believe that vagabond has been here tormenting of you again." "Oh, don't miscall him.

He is penitent.

Yes, Dick, he has been here crying to me--and I can't leave him.

I can't--I can't.

Dear Dick! you are young and stout-hearted; take all the things over, and make your fortune out there, and leave your poor foolish sister behind.