We will take care of it while he is at work during the day, and at night it can sleep in his arms, a protecting angel." "What kind of a place does he live in ?" asked Mr.Graham.
"A dog might dwell there in comfort, but not a man," replied the missionary.
Mr.Graham gave him money: "Provide a decent room.

If more is required, let me know." He then went away, taking Mr.Hall with him.
"You will find the little one here when you come back," said Mr.
Paulding as he saw the anxious, questioning look that was cast toward Andy.
Clothed and in his right mind, but in no condition for work, was Andrew Hall.

Mr.Graham soon noticed, as he walked by his side, that he was in a very nervous condition.
"What had you for breakfast this morning" he asked, the right thought coming into his mind.
"Not much.

Some bread and a dried sausage." "Oh dear! that will never do! You must have something more nutritious--a good beefsteak and a cup of coffee to steady your nerves.

Come." And in a few minutes they were in an eating-house.