The widow was looking at David with shining eyes and devouring his words.

All the years of trouble and sorrow and privation were wiped out, and she was back in the days of her girlhood.

Ah, yes! how well she remembered him as he looked that very day--so handsome, so splendidly dressed, so debonair; and how proud she had been to sit by his side that night, observed and envied of all the village girls.
"I ain't goin' to go over the hull show," proceeded David, "well 's I remember it.

The' didn't nothin' git away from me that afternoon, an' once I come near to stickin' a piece o' gingerbread into my ear 'stid o' my mouth.

I had my ten-cent piece that Billy P.give me, but he wouldn't let me buy nothin'; an' when the gingerbread man come along he says, 'Air ye hungry, Dave?
(I'd told him my name), air ye hungry ?' Wa'al, I was a growin' boy, an' I was hungry putty much all the time.