Let us follow." "Hold on a moment," said the doctor, who had halted before the tree.
"What's all this?
Why, it's baby Filgee--by thunder!" In another moment they had both dismounted and were leaning over the half conscious child.

Johnny turned his feverishly bright eyes from the lantern to the master and back again.
"What is it, Johnny boy ?" asked the master tenderly.

"Were you lost ?" With a gleam of feverish exaltation, Johnny rose, albeit wanderingly, to the occasion! "Hit!" he lisped feebly, "Hit in a doell! at the age of theven." "What!" asked the bewildered master.
But Doctor Duchesne, after a single swift scrutiny of the boy's face, had unearthed him from his nest of leaves, laid him in his lap, and deftly ripped away the preposterous bandage.

"Hold the light here.

By Jove! he tells the truth.