[CHAPTER I.]
THE COTTON HANDKERCHIEF.
“Where are you going, Daniel?”
“To Mr. Hoyt’s store.”
“I’ll go in with you. Where is ’Zekiel this morning?”
“I left him at work on the farm.”
“I suppose you will both be farmers when you grow up?”
“I don’t know,” answered Daniel, thoughtfully. “I don’t think I shall like it, but there isn’t anything else to do in Salisbury.”
“You might keep a store, and teach school like Master Hoyt.”
“Perhaps so. I should like it better than farming.”