They called to me as a boy . . . . . . _Frontispiece_

"Welcome home--thrice welcome!"

Tim and I had stopped our ploughs to draw lots and
he had lost

"Well, old chap!"

Josiah Nummler

He did not stop to hear my answer

Swearing terrible oaths that he will never return

No answer came from the floor above

The tiger story

He had a last look at Black Log

"He pumped me dry"

"Nanny is likely to get one of her religious spells
and quit work"

I was back in my prison