Next he drew up a comfortable
chair and proceeded to read his mail which had arrived during his absence.
Dan, in the meantime, had taken up his position in a cosy-corner nearby. A
large picture-book had been given to him, and eagerly his eyes wandered
over the wonderful things he found therein. After a while he closed the
book and leaned back against the cushions. How comfortable it was. What
luxury! He had never experienced anything like it in his life. It seemed
like a dream. He watched Parson John for a time as he read his letters and
papers. Then he looked about the room, admiring the many things he there
beheld. Gradually his eyes closed. He forgot his surroundings, and was
soon fast asleep, far away in dreamland.
When Nellie had finished with the dishes, she came into the study, and,
seeing Dan, she paused to look upon him. Then she crossed to where her
father was sitting, and touched him gently on the shoulder and pointed to
the sleeping lad. Together they watched him and in their hearts there
welled up a deep love for the orphan boy.
"Poor little fellow," remarked Nellie, in a low voice, taking a seat by
her father's side.
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