He led me into the house then where his wife was working.
'What do you think of this small bit of a boy ?' he asked.
She had already knelt on the floor and put her arms about my neck and kissed me.
'Am' no home,' said he.

'Come all the way from Vermont with an ol' man.
They're worn out both uv 'em.

Guess we'd better take 'em in awhile.' 'O yes, mother--please, mother,' put in the little girl who was holding my hand.

'He can sleep with me, mother.

Please let him stay.' She knelt beside me and put her arms around my little shoulders and drew me to her breast and spoke to me very tenderly.
'Please let him stay,' the girl pleaded again.
'David,' said the woman, 'I couldn't turn the little thing away.