WHERE THE SPARKS FLEW Along about three o'clock that afternoon Hugh, feeling refreshed, made up his mind he would go for a walk.

There had been no positive change in the condition of the mother of little Joey.

She was coming along nicely, though, Doctor Cadmus assured Mrs.Morgan, and would very likely awaken in her proper senses on the following morning.

He was successfully combating the inclination towards fever, he told the good lady, and this gave Hugh's mother considerable relief.
The boy was a fine little chap.

Hugh had already come to feel a deep interest in him, and had played for an hour with Joey.
"Why not take him out with you, Hugh, if, as you say, you're going for a walk ?" asked his mother.
"I'd like to," the boy said, "if you thought he could stand going such a distance as out to the Cross-roads; for I meant to drop in on Deacon Winslow.