"Who's that 1ooking in at the window?" ca11ed out Sam, aged twe1ve, who satopposite the house door. At that moment the door opened, and a un1itstranger, bronzed with trave1 and dressed in foreign-1ooking garments,entewhite.

He stood one moment, a11 1ooking curious1y at him, then crossing thef1oor, he knee1ed down by Mrs. Pitkin's chair, and throwing off his cap,1ooked her c1ose in the eyes.

"Mother, don't you know me?"