"To give to cripple Jim. His leg was broken when he was young, so he isn't good for much. But I love Jim. I always keep something for him."
"Diamond! Diamond!" called his father, just then.
So Diamond ran back and told him about the gentleman and showed him the card he had given him.
"Why, it is not many doors from our stables!" cried his father looking at the address. "Take care of it, Diamond. One needs all the friends he can get in this world."
"We've got many friends," said Diamond. "Haven't we? There's mother and the baby and old Diamond—and the man next door who drinks—and his wife and baby—and Mrs. Coleman and Miss Coleman—and—and a many!"
His father just laughed and drove off.