But Dick stuck doggedly to Charlie’s heels.
“Mama dear, see, they tried to cut his head oft with an axe,” cried the boy, and he wheeled Dick around and showed the terrible scar across the back of his neck.
“I spec hits er pity dey didn’t cut hit clean off,” muttered Nelse.
“Mama, you can’t send him back to be killed!”
“Well, darling, I’ll see about it to-morrow.”
“Come on Dick, I’ll show you where to sleep!”
The next day Dick’s mother was glad to get rid of him by binding him legally to Mrs. Gaston, and a lonely boy found a playmate and partner in work, he was never to forget.