Reaching the berries she began to pick, and the little boy found this dull business, got tired and homesick and wanted to go home.

They were about a mile from Mr.Filley's and as there was a pretty good foot trail over which they had come, the young woman took the boy to it, and turning him toward home told him to follow it carefully and he would soon see his mother.
She then filled her pail with berries, went on to her own home, and remained there till nearly sundown, when she set out to return to Mr.
Filley's, reaching there yet in the early twilight.

Not seeing Willie, she inquired for him and was told that he had not returned, and that they supposed he was safe with her.

She then hastily related how it happened that he had started back toward home, and that she supposed he had safely arrived.
Mr.Filley then started back on the trail, keeping close watch on each side of the way, for he expected he would soon come across Master Willie fast asleep.

He called his name every few rods, but got no answer nor could he discover him, and so returned home again, still calling and searching, but no boy was discovered.