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'We can never make enough of you, sir, said Polly, and there were tears in her eyes as she said it. I ran up to pack my bag and collect my things, and I determined to start in good time, so that I might allow myself a few minutes to say good-bye to the Christies. 'I must be off, Duncan, I said.
There are many Christies, willing to work, yet unable to bear the contact with coarser natures which makes labor seem degrading, or to endure the hard struggle for the bare necessities of life when life has lost all that makes it beautiful.
"When the funds have been low we have often been led to wonder and adore the love that placed our burdens upon the hearts of others, causing them to consider Him who loved them, and who had enjoined us to go forth and sympathise with the 'Christies' grinding their old organs, and the 'Jessicas, with broken hearts, crying for bread in the alleys of our great city.
Polly took the child from his father, and Duncan carried my bag and easel, and would not even hear of my giving him a hand with them. I ran into the Christies, but could find no one below; however, I heard a great running backwards and forwards overhead, and presently Mr. Christie called out of the bedroom window, 'Wait one moment, Jack; we are all coming to see you off.
So I folded my bank-note in paper, put it into an envelope, and wrote outside, 'With little John's love to his daddy, to help him to buy another Little John. This I determined to slip into the child's hand when I said good-bye. That evening I had supper with the Christies. They were kindness itself, and told me what a great pleasure it had been to them to meet me.
Even the bones and cornerman at the Livermore christies. Bohee brothers. Sweep for that matter. Each has his banjo slung. Their paler smaller negroid hands jingle the twingtwang wires. TOM AND SAM: There's someone in the house with Dina There's someone in the house, I know, There's someone in the house with Dina Playing on the old banjo.
I ran downstairs, and a minute afterwards I was racing with Jack on the wet sands, for the tide was fast going out, and was helping him to fly a small kite which his father had bought for him in Whitby. We had a fine time together on the shore, until at last a towel was hung out of the top window in the Christies' house, as a sign that it was Jack's bedtime.
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