Hush! There they come--there they come!" And he buried his face in the shawl, and trembled in an agony of fright.
"Oh, mother, this is dreadful!" exclaimed Charlie.

"Don't he know any of you ?" "Yes; sometimes his mind comes back--very seldom, though--only for a very little while.

Come away: talking to him sometimes makes him worse." And slowly and sorrowfully the two left the apartment.
That evening, after Mr.Ellis had been safely bestowed in bed, the family gathered round the fire in the room of Mrs.Ellis, where Charlie entertained them with a description of Warmouth and of the manner in which he had passed the time whilst there.

He was enthusiastic respecting Mrs.
Bird and her kindness.

"Mother, she is such a _dear_ old lady: if I'd been as white as snow, and her own son, she couldn't have been kinder to me.