I wonder if you really think I'd let you stay! Come, we'll go down to mother and tell her.

I suspect she'll want to start in to-night to get your socks all mended up!" And with head erect and a determined step, Simeon Holly faced the mighty sacrifice in his turn, and led the way downstairs.
* * * * * The friends, the relatives, the adoring public, the mint of money--they are all David's now.

But once each year, man grown though he is, he picks up his violin and journeys to a little village far up among the hills.

There in a quiet kitchen he plays to an old man and an old woman; and always to himself he says that he is practicing against the time when, his violin at his chin and the bow drawn across the strings, he shall go to meet his father in the far-away land, and tell him of the beautiful world he has left..