up and down the street. ,. I shouldn't wonder if we hadn't been more'n
half-way 'round the city in all this time, an' yet we hain't seen any
of uncle Robert's folks. What. shall we do?"

Crippy made no reply to the question; but a boy about Dan's size, who
was looking wonderingly at the goose, as he stood on his shortest leg
in a mournful way, spoke:

"Wot is it yer don't know wot ter do? "

"I don't know how to find my uncle Robert. Crippy an' me come down to
see him, an' now we can't find his house."

" Do you call him Crippy?" asked the boy, as he nodded towards the
goose.

"Ves, he's Crippy Hardy. Mother was goin' to kill him for dinner to-
morrer, so we come
down here to get uncle Robert to go up an' see about it."

" How far have you come? "

" Seven miles."

" Did you walk? "

" Every step."

" Well," said the boy, as he looked at Crippy in a critical way, "it
seems to me that's a mighty mean kind of a goose ter walk so far fur.