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"Where did it come from and how?" I asked, as I tore the envelope open. "I don't know where, sir," replied Tommy. "A boy brought it. Said a man uptown gave him a quarter to deliver it to you." I looked at the contents in blank amazement. There was nothing in the letter except a quarter sheet of ordinary size note paper such as that used in typewritten correspondence.
"Boys," Elmer now said, with a mischievous grin on his face, "I want to introduce you to Jimmie Maynard and Dick Thompson. I've heard that your names are Sandy and Tommy, but that's all I know about it!" "Green and Gregory!" laughed Tommy. "My name's Gregory. Sandy's name isn't Sandy at all but Charley. We call him Sandy because he looks like he'd been rolled in sand."
Yes; and I recollect there was now and then to be seen with Tommy, when he had occasionally a half hour of leisure but that was not often there was one John Easy, whose mother always kept a servant to wait upon him, to open and shut the gate for him, and almost to help him breathe. Well, and where is John Easy?
Grannie Staples was took to the Union last Wednesday fortnight, and anyone's got the run of her garden since. Don't you let the new parson get us put away, Cap'en. We belongs to the Island I'm William Jennifer's Tommy, please Cap'en, and 'e's Bobby Sclanders 'e is."
But before either of them had succeeded in getting to her feet, Tommy had taken the long dive, followed, as the reader already knows, by Margery, and later by Harriet Burrell and Jane McCarthy. "They'll be killed! Oh, those girls!" wailed the guardian. "Go after them, Janus." "They are quite likely to be," observed the guide huskily. "I can go after them, but I can't stop them. There they are."
But he knocked at the door, nevertheless, and asked his grandmother to come out and see a friend of his. 'Wait one minute, my boy, she answered, 'and I'll come out. Tommy was surprised to see his companion preparing to lie, face downwards, on the mat just outside the door. 'Get up, he said; 'you'll trip grandma up if you stay there. 'That's what I'm doing it for, stoopid, said the clown.
He was in his jacket now, and spoke with a feverish impatience and contention that rang like anger. "But is it safe?" asked Tommy. "Safe?" bellowed the captain. "We're standing on the drop, you moon-calf! Well, if there's a man on board of her that ever clapped eyes on Trent or any blooming hand out of this brig, we'll all be in irons in two hours.
The "little uns" addressed were Marty and Tommy, boys of nine and seven, in little fustian tailed coats and knee-breeches, relieved by rosy cheeks and black eyes, looking as much like their father as a very small elephant is like a very large one.
As they came to a line of empty cars standing on a spur they heard a movement in one of the empties and crouched down to listen. "There's some one in there!" declared Tommy. "Some old bum, probably!" This from Sandy who had recently bumped his shins on a pile of ties and was not in a very pleasant humor. "It may be the boy we're looking for!" urged Tommy.
One would think poor Tommy was a breakfast food! So that is when I thought of keeping up this house, you see, and that's why I want you here to take charge of it. And you'll do that for me, won't you?" Aunt Hannah fell back in her chair. "Why, y-yes, Billy, of course, if if you want it. But what an extraordinary idea, child!" Billy shook her head.
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