"Because," continued Horatio, "if you hadn't I might have damaged some of those fellows, and I know you wouldn't have liked that, Bosephus." He looked at the little boy very humbly as he said this, expecting a severe lecture. But the little boy made no reply, and down in his heart the big Bear at that moment made a solemn and good resolve.
CHAPTER VIII
SWEET AND SOUR
"Oh, we're down in the land where the jasmine blows,
And the cypress waves and the orange grows,
And the song bird nests in the climbing rose—
And all the girls are beautiful, and milk and honey flows."
HORATIO paused in his playing and looked at Bosephus, who was ready to sing another stanza.