St. George and the dragon.
A butcher’s wagon.
These new trousers.
A little spilt milk.
Two shirts and a dickey.
A meat-axe.
Two leather shoe-strings.
A stiff leg.
CHAPTER XIV.
JUST OUT OF JAIL.
Four months in the county jail, was the sentence passed upon Sam Hapley, Jessie’s oldest brother, for a robbery which he committed in a neighboring town. Sam entered upon his imprisonment during the last week of the year, and his sentence had now expired. Those were four very long and weary months to the boy-prisoner, but he could scarcely realize the change they had brought about in his once happy home. Since the key first turned upon him in his little cell, his youngest brother, the flower and pet of the household, had been carried to his long home, and was soon followed by his father, who met with an awful fate one winter’s night, while he was stupefied with liquor. The rest of the family had been scattered, strangers gathered around the fireside where they used to meet, and not one of them could now claim a home.