“I’m so’s to be round, Mrs. Winter. I hear your boy Ben has gone away.”
“Yes, he has gone to Boston.”
“I suppose you ain’t heerd of him since he went away?”
“No; have you any news of him?” asked Mrs. Winter, detecting some significance in Jonathan’s tone.
“Yes,” answered Jonathan complacently, and he began to open a copy of the Boston Globe, considerably to Mrs. Winter’s surprise. What could Ben have to do with the Globe?
Opening the paper Jonathan pointed out Ben’s picture, saying, “What do you say to that?”
“Why, it’s Ben!” exclaimed Mrs. Winter in surprise and agitation. “What’s happened? Has he met with any accident?”
“No; he’s saved a boy from being bit by a mad dog. You just read it, and it’ll tell you all about it.”
Mrs. Winter did read it, and she felt proud of Ben’s bravery.
“It’s kind of smart of Ben gettin’ into the paper,” remarked Jonathan.