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Moses’ intuition regarding St. Elmo’s retreat proved to be correct, and it was a sadly dejected countenance on which he gazed when he looked into the cave. Tears, dirt, and the juice of Saskatoon berries mingled on the fair sleeping face of the child, until he seemed to be the very Cree Indian he had so often personated in his play. His long curls were tangled and matted with small twigs. His diminutive brown velvet coat displayed a large rent in the elbow through which oozed a pathetic-looking suppuration of pink and white checked shirt.,“Do you live here?” she questioned with an irrepressible shudder.,“I suppose you have a large farm, Mr. Wopp,” said Nell Gordon.,“Oh, the kids’—boys’ dogs are mostly old or else too fat to run, like Bouncer. I guess the rabbit can get away,—too soon, perhaps. We’ll have you for Fair Ellen.”,“Ten? You won’t think of playing with us, then. Ma thought you’d be just our age.”,“Never mind yer notes, Ebenezer, jist you sarve the pork.”,“She’s been stolen, mother! But I’ll find her—I know where to look. Don’t be afraid, mother, I will find her!” he repeated with grave emphasis, as he whipped out his knife and cut the dog loose.,The man faced her abruptly. “The devil he knows!”,“Hooray, Billy! Thirteen to-morrow! But this is the day we celebrate!”,As he reached for his cap a door opposite the one through which he had passed opened, and the grey head of the sexton appeared.,“Sharpen these pencils, Moses, please, for the drawing lesson.”,It must have been hours past midnight when Billy’s chattering voice startled his mother. She had heard no bell; the boy himself stood by her bedside; she could see him dimly against the window..