me. Anyone who is kind wants to know when people have been made happy. They care for that more than for being thanked. I wish—I do wish—”
She stopped short because her eyes at that instant fell upon something standing on a table in a corner. It was something she had found in the room when she came up to it only two days before. It was a little writing-case fitted with paper and envelopes and pens and ink.
“Oh,” she exclaimed, “why did I not think of that before?”
She rose and went to the corner and brought the case back to the fire.
a lot of trouble, an’ it’s made him ill an’ low in his mind. He worships idols, miss. He’s an ‘eathen an’ bows down to wood an’ stone. I seen a’ idol bein’ carried in for him to worship. Somebody had oughter send him a trac’. You can get a trac’ for a penny.”
Sara laughed a little.
“I don’t believe