"I'll take you, and see that they are well provided for.

Will you come ?" "Yep, I'll come," said Billy.

"Let's eat, first thing we do." "All right," agreed Sinton.

"Come into this restaurant." He lifted Billy to the lunch counter and ordered the clerk to give him as many glasses of milk as he wanted, and a biscuit.

"I think there's going to be fried chicken when we get home, Billy," he said, "so you just take the edge off now, and fill up later." While Billy lunched Sinton called up the different departments and notified the proper authorities ending with the Women's Relief Association.