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It's good enough for me right here on this farm." At that moment I glanced down into Ben's shining eyes. "But I want to be a senator or something when I grow up," he said eagerly. At this the older brother, who was sitting not far off, broke into a laugh, and the boy, who for a moment had been drawn out of his reserve, shrank back again and coloured to the hair.

They laughed at Sam's new-found note of dignity and authority. He was acting butler to-night in Uncle Ben's place. No servant was allowed to work when ill no matter how light the tasks to which he was assigned. Sam was but twenty years old and he had been given the honor of superintending the arrangements for the dance.

Miners don't stay as long as that in one place." Ben's countenance fell. He did not seem as near to the object of his journey as he at first thought. Still, it was something to obtain a clue. Perhaps at Murphy's he might get a trace of Dewey, and, following it up, find him at last. "How far is Murphy's from here?" he asked. "Two hundred miles, I reckon." "Then I'd better go there first."

But as her cold face fell upon his bosom, a glow of life came back to it, with a pang of unsupportable feeling. It was not joy it was not sorrow but the warmth in his veins seemed like a sweet poison, which would end in death. He put the numb and senseless form aside with a great effort, resting the head upon Ben's coat.

But prompt as the ring of a bell to the clapper came Pierre Radisson on the third day, well pleased with what he had done and alert to keep two of us outside the fort in spite of Ben's urgings to bring the French in for refreshments. The wind was shifting in a way that portended a nor'easter, and the weather would presently be too inclement for us to remain outside.

Some of them were empty. The door of one stood ajar, and a sudden smell of disinfectant made him stop and look in. There was something lying on a bed covered by a grimy sheet. "Um m," muttered Cornish, and walked on. There had been another visitor to the malgamite works that day. Then Cornish paused for a moment near Uncle Ben's hut, and listened to "Ta-ra-ra boom-de-ay."

Poor Bab thought so, too, and dared ask no sympathy from him, though Thorny eagerly prescribed plantain leaves, and Betty kept her supplied with an endless succession of them steeped in cream and pitying tears. This treatment was so successful that the patient soon took her place in society as well as ever, but for Ben's affliction there was no cure, and the boy really suffered in his spirits.

So they all came, wild with curiosity to see the girl that their own Ben had kidnapped and who was going to make him forget them; and Geraldine won them all by her modesty and naturalness. The fact that Ben's mother had accepted her gave her courage in the face of this bevy who had grown up with her lover from childhood.

Lingering through one of the aisles, I happened to look down, and found my foot upon a stone inscribed with this familiar exclamation, "O rare Ben Jonson!" and remembered the story of stout old Ben's burial in that spot, standing upright, not, I presume, on account of any unseemly reluctance on his part to lie down in the dust, like other men, but because standing-room was all that could reasonably be demanded for a poet among the slumberous notabilities of his age.

We performed the duties assigned us as well as we could; and Ben's talent as a gunsmith being noised abroad, he was called on to repair all the damaged firearms in the place we assisting him as well as we could at a smith's shop to which we were conducted. "What wonderful people are these Nazarenes!" observed some of the bystanders. "They know everything."