"I'll be glad if you'll tell me things.

But," he added, uneasily, leaning forward to look at Baby with some jealousy, as she was resting her head backward against Dolly's arm, and eyeing him contentedly from a distance--"But I want to do things for it myself, else it may get fond o' somebody else, and not fond o' me.

I've been used to fending for myself in the house--I can learn, I can learn." "Eh, to be sure," said Dolly, gently.

"I've seen men as are wonderful handy wi' children.

The men are awk'ard and contrairy mostly, God help 'em--but when the drink's out of 'em, they aren't unsensible, though they're bad for leeching and bandaging--so fiery and unpatient.