The bright eyes of Phoebe, fastened upon him, turned dim with a faint moisture, and her pale cheek took upon itself a little color.

The mother, after interjecting "Du tell," and "I wanter know," remained open-mouthed, staring at her visitor.

And in the silence that followed, a pleasant, but somewhat melancholy voice came from the open door.
"I beg your pardon, but I thought I couldn't be mistaken.

It IS my old friend, Jim Hooker!" Everybody started.

Red Jim stumbled to his feet with an inarticulate and hysteric exclamation.