All at once, Franz got up, and said, in his persuasive way, "Look here, boys! let's go into school and do our lessons just as if Uncle was here.

It will make the day go faster, and will please him, I know." "But who will hear us say them ?" asked Jack.
"I will; I don't know much more than you do, but I'm the oldest here, and I'll try to fill Uncle's place till he comes, if you don't mind." Something in the modest, serious way Franz said this impressed the boys, for, though the poor lad's eyes were red with quiet crying for Uncle John in that long sad night, there was a new manliness about him, as if he had already begun to feel the cares and troubles of life, and tried to take them bravely.
"I will, for one," and Emil went to his seat, remembering that obedience to his superior officer is a seaman's first duty.
The others followed; Franz took his uncle's seat, and for an hour order reigned.

Lessons were learned and said, and Franz made a patient, pleasant teacher, wisely omitting such lessons as he was not equal to, and keeping order more by the unconscious dignity that sorrow gave him than by any words of his own.

The little boys were reading when a step was heard in the hall, and every one looked up to read the news in Mr.
Bhaer's face as he came in.

The kind face told them instantly that Demi had no father now, for it was worn and pale, and full of tender grief, which left him no words with which to answer Rob, as he ran to him, saying, reproachfully, "What made you go and leave me in the night, papa ?" The memory of the other father who had left his children in the night, never to return, made Mr.Bhaer hold his own boy close, and, for a minute, hide his face in Robby's curly hair.