"I saw him only as he was passing me, with some of his companions; they had come ashore to see the old Garrison place. He looked very happy."
"Then I am glad!" said Vesty of the Basins, clasping her hands. I looked at her; if he was happy she was utterly glad.
"He will be a great man," she said: "he is already famous, that is to be great."
"As Christ went down the Lonesome Road,"
sang Uncle Benny, who was voluntary housekeeper at Vesty's during some hours of the day, while the father and boys were away at the fishing:
"As Christ went down the Lonesome Road—
Sail away to Galilee.
He left the Crown and He took the Cross!
Sail away to Galilee.
Sail away to Galilee—
Oh, He left the Crown and He took the Cross—
Sail away to Galilee!"
He came forward to take the baby, who had awakened before he began to sing. The Basin matrons ran in very much, but there was no "Vesty" to enter and take the continued care, in this case, until the young mother should be strong again.
"You can sweep up, major," said Uncle Benny, cheerfully pointing me to the broom.
"Sail away to Galilee,
Sail away to Galilee—"
he sang, walking so proudly with the infant that his gait was most innocently jaunty and affected.