Badger. He was a small, slight boy, but the strength he
exhibited was remarkable in thus coping successfully with a
strong man. Mr. Badger thinks the boy must have been
suddenly attacked by insanity of a violent character.”
“What does this mean, Julian?” asked Robert, reading the paragraph to his young protege.
“I don’t know,” answered Julian, astonished. “I spent the last night before I came away with my friend Dick Schmidt.”
In a few days Julian looked quite another boy. His color began to return and his thin form to fill out, while his face wore a peaceful and happy expression.
In a new and handsome suit of clothes he looked like a young gentleman and not at all like Bill Benton, the bound boy. He was devotedly attached to Robert, the more so because he had never before—as far as his memory went—received so much kindness from any one as from him.
“Now,” thought Robert, “I am ready to go back to Cook’s Harbor and restore Julian to his father.”