I went to bed feeling better.
Next day the stage, on its way to Ballybeen, came to our house and left a box and a letter from Mr.Wright, addressed to my uncle, which read: "DEAR SIR--I send herewith a box of books and magazines in the hope that you or Miss Baynes will read them aloud to my little partner and in doing so get some enjoyment and profit for yourselves.
"Yours respectfully, S.WRIGHT, JR.
"P.S .-- When the contents of the box has duly risen into your minds, will you kindly see that it does a like service to your neighbors in School District No.

7?
S.W., JR." "I guess Bart has made a friend o' this great man--sartin ayes!" said Aunt Deel.

"I wonder who'll be the next one.".