I didn't wonder that they laughed.
Plain-looking I naturally was; but I must have been hideous in those bandages.
"'Beautiful Joe,' then let it be!" they cried.

"Let us go and tell mother, and ask her to give us something for our beauty to eat." They all trooped out of the stable, and I was very sorry, for when they were with me, I did not mind so much the tingling in my ears, and the terrible pain in my back.

They soon brought me some nice food, but I could not touch it; so they went away to their play, and I lay in the box they put me in, trembling with pain, and wishing that the pretty young lady was there, to stroke me with her gentle fingers.
By-and-by it got dark.

The boys finished their play, and went into the house, and I saw lights twinkling in the windows.

I felt lonely and miserable in this strange place.