one -- Toby was not in a pleasant frame of mind. He began to feel
for the first time that he was doing wrong; and as he gazed at
Uncle Daniel's stern, forbidding looking face, it seemed to have
changed somewhat from its severity, and caused a great lump of
something to come up in his throat as he thought that perhaps he
should never see it again. Just then one or two kind words would
have prevented him from running away, bright as the prospect of
circus life appeared.

It was almost impossible for him to eat anything, and this very
surprising state of affairs attracted the attention of Uncle Daniel.

"Bless my heart! what ails the boy?" asked the old man, as he peered
over his glasses at Toby's well filled plate, which was usually
emptied so quickly. "Are ye sick, Toby, or what is the matter with
ye?"

"No, I hain't sick," said Toby, with a sigh; "but I've been to the
circus, an' I got a good deal to eat."

"Oho! You spent that cent I give ye, eh, an' got so much that it
made ye sick?"

Toby thought of the six peanuts which he had bought with the penny
Uncle Daniel had given him; and, amid all his homesickness, he
could not help wondering if Uncle Daniel ever made himself sick
with only six peanuts when he was a boy.

As no one paid any further attention to Toby, he pushed back his
plate, arose from the table, and went with a heavy heart to attend