They found her this morning in the kitchen. She was walking up and down the floor
carrying in her arms little Betty, who could never be persuaded to take her nap unless Lassie sang to her. Lassie’s voice was very sweet and Betty dropped off just as the children came in.
“Well, Lassie,” said Hal, beginning as he always did at the same question, “have you had any tidings yet from your family?”
“No,” said Lassie, “and I hope I never shall. I love my home here too well to want to have any one come and take me away.”