“We are all so anxious, dear,” she said, “to learn how the baby is.”
“The baby’s all right,” smiled Shesa.
“How thankful Ima will be!” exclaimed her mother. “It brings tears to my eyes to see how interested that dear boy is in everybody, thinking so little about his own misfortunes. Think of a young man just at his age losing an arm!”
“Father told me that last night when he tried to express a little sympathy, Ima said, ‘Well, Father, it is a loss; but you know, I have one arm left!’” Shesa replied.
“Wasn’t that wonderful!” exclaimed Mrs. Brave.
“It certainly is wonderful how bravely he takes his troubles,” replied Shesa. “Father said he thought that it really required more bravery to feel that way than to go to the battlefield.”
By this time they had reached home, and Shesa had to tell everybody about the saving of the life of the poisoned baby.