. St. Nicholas [serial]. ed and acted thatway. Wake up, Ben ! Wake up ! He shookthe inert figure. He poked a chubby, dirtyfinger at the closed lids. But it was no he tugged his hardest at Bens sleeve,but still with no result. Finally, being verytired and feeling heavy about the eyes, henestled close up to his big brother, drew theunhurt arm about his little body, and went fastasleep. That is how, just as dusk was falling, thesearch-party from Hamiltons station found thetwo. Spot led the way, and, nearing them,began to whine dolefully. So Mr. Hamiltonsheart stood still as he dismounted
. St. Nicholas [serial]. ed and acted thatway. Wake up, Ben ! Wake up ! He shookthe inert figure. He poked a chubby, dirtyfinger at the closed lids. But it was no he tugged his hardest at Bens sleeve,but still with no result. Finally, being verytired and feeling heavy about the eyes, henestled close up to his big brother, drew theunhurt arm about his little body, and went fastasleep. That is how, just as dusk was falling, thesearch-party from Hamiltons station found thetwo. Spot led the way, and, nearing them,began to whine dolefully. So Mr. Hamiltonsheart stood still as he dismounted. He did notknow at all what he had found, and was afraidto learn. For once the sturdy frontiersman felt «9°4-] TWO LADS OF OLD KENTUCKY. 391 himself unequal to the business in hand, and it somewhat troublesome, but nothing for a fron-was another one of the party who knelt over the tier boy to make a fuss about. The men whoboys and listened breathlessly for the beating of followed the Indians trail until it was lost in. just as dusk was falling, the search-party from Hamiltons station found the two. their hearts. The others dismounted and stoodabout, their stern faces tender and pitiful. When Toddles was lifted up he opened hiseyes and murmured drowsily, Ben tummed,but he went wite aseep. But the man whowas still kneeling over Ben raised his head justthen, and looked at Mr. Hamilton with shiningeyes. His heart is nt so weak, he said. Ireckon he 11 come round all right. And so he did. The injured shoulder was a stream judged that he had been severelywounded, for he had evidently crawled all theway to the brook; and they declared that Benwas already a famous Injin-fighter. Toddles, however, revealed the true hero ofthe occasion. Looking up into the adoringface of his mother as he her arms, heremarked coolly: Mammy, I beat the badInjin, and I beat him, and I beat him, until hehad to let me go — and then he yunned away!
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