He jest crumpled right down, and almost buried his face in his white linen handkerchief, and give vent to some low groans that wuz damp with tears.
That man had never had the truth brung right home to him before, and he trembled and he shrunk before it.
And he promised me then and there that he would turn right round and do his very best to make laws to protect innocence and ignorance and to purify the hull statute-book all he could; and I felt that he had tackled a hard job, but I believed he would try his best. I guess he means to tell the truth.
And I wuz almost overpolite to him after this, not wantin’ to do or say a thing to break up his good intentions; and when he went away he gin me a dretful meanin’, earnest look, and sez he:
“You can depend upon me to keep my word.”
And I believed he would.
Poor little Raymond cried when he went away, cried and wept.
But the Senator promised to let him come back before a great while for a good long visit—that comforted him a little. And we all kissed him and made much of him; and Snow, with the tears a standin’ in her sweet eyes, offered to gin him the doll she loves best—Samantha Maggie Tirzah Ann—if it would be any help to him. But he said he had ruther have her keep it. And I believe he told the truth.
He is a good child.