dream, filled with new hopes, desires, and resolutions, all petty cares
for the time being quite forgotten!




CHAPTER VI.

HAPPY DAYS.


When Morton came home that night, it was with more of the air Madame
Grandet had so graphically described than usual, for he bore two braces
of birds, which he exultantly dropped, with a silver dollar, into Sara's
lap.

"Why, what is this?" she asked, surprised at the money.

"It's mine," was the proud reply. "Mr. Glendenning gave it to me. He
said I had earned it, as well as the game, for I had done all the hard
work in bagging the birds; and O Sara, but he's a fine shot! Uncle Adam
is that fond of him he's been trying to get him to stay all summer. He
says he's a _man_, if he does wear short pants!"

Sara laughed.

"Two braces of birds, a dollar, and some new friends, how rich we are,
Morton! You shall have a supper fit for a king, now, and I, one good
enough for a princess!" with a meaning smile over her inner thought.