. Big brother . the white August lilies were standing upsweet and tall by the garden fence. •* Seems like weve been here most always,said Steven as they rustled around in the hayhunting eggs. His face had lost its expressionof sadness, so pathetic in a child, as day after BIG BROTHER. 21 day Robins little feet pattered through the oldhomestead, and no one came to take him away. Active outdoor life had put color in his faceand energy into his movements. Mr. Dear-born and his wife were not exacting in theirdemands, although they found plenty for him todo. The work was all new and pleas-
. Big brother . the white August lilies were standing upsweet and tall by the garden fence. •* Seems like weve been here most always,said Steven as they rustled around in the hayhunting eggs. His face had lost its expressionof sadness, so pathetic in a child, as day after BIG BROTHER. 21 day Robins little feet pattered through the oldhomestead, and no one came to take him away. Active outdoor life had put color in his faceand energy into his movements. Mr. Dear-born and his wife were not exacting in theirdemands, although they found plenty for him todo. The work was all new and pleas- ^^^^^^-^^ ^^^ ant, and Robin w^C^ / l^lL was with him ev-erywhere. Whenhe fed the tur-keys, when hepicked up chips,when he drove thecows to pasture,or gathered thevegetables formarket, Robinfollowed him ev-erywhere, like ahappy, dancingshadow. Then when the work was done there werethe kittens in the barn and the swing in theapple-tree. A pond in the pasture sailedtheir shingle boats. A pile of sand, left from. 22 BIG BROTHER. building the new ice-house, furnished materialfor innumerable forts and castles. There wasa sunny field and a green, leafy orchard. Howcould they help but be happy f It was summertime and they were together. Stevens was more than a brotherly was with almost the tenderness of mother-love that he watched the shining curls dan-cing down the walk as Robin chased the toadsthrough the garden or played hide-and-seekwith the butterflies. No, the little fellows scarcely a mite oftrouble, Mrs. Dearborn would say to theneighbors sometimes when they inquired.* Steven is real handy about dressing himand taking care of him, so I just leave itmostly to him. Mrs. Dearborn was not a very observingwoman or she would have seen why he wasscarcely a mite of trouble. If there was nevera crumb left on the doorstep where Robin satto eat his lunch, it was because Big Brotherscareful fingers had picked up every one. Ifshe never found any tracks of little bare feet on
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