\"Butthatpooryoungerson，hehadbeeninlovewiththevillagevicar\'sdaughterallhislife。That\'snowondereither，forshewasmorebeautifulyet。Shecouldsingastheangels，butshehadn\'tacent。Shelovedhimtodeath，too，ifhewasbonyandfreckledandred-haired——Idon\'tmeanthat！Theydidn\'tsaywhatcolorhishairwas，buthisfather\'smusthavebeenthereddestever，forwhenhefoundoutaboutthem，anditwasn\'tanythingsoterrible，HEJUSTCAVED！
\"Theoldmanwenttoseethegirl——theprettyonewithnomoney，ofcourse——andhehurtherfeelingsuntilsheranaway。ShewenttoLondonandbeganstudyingmusic。Soonshegrewtobeafinesinger，soshejoinedacompanyandcametothiscountry。
\"WhentheyoungersonfoundthatshehadleftLondon，hefollowedher。
Whenshegothereallalone，andafraid，andsawhimcomingtoher，why，shewassogladsheupandmarriedhim，justlikeanybodyelsewouldhavedone。Hedidn\'twanthertotravelwiththetroupe，sowhentheyreachedChicagotheythoughtthatwouldbeagoodplace，andtheystopped，whilehehuntedwork。Itwasslowbusiness，becauseheneverhadbeentaughttodoausefulthing，andhedidn\'tevenknowhowtohuntwork，leastofalltodoitwhenhefoundit；soprettysoonthingsweregoingwrong。Butifhecouldn\'tfindwork，shecouldalwayssing，soshesangatnight，andmadelittlethingsinthedaytime。Hedidn\'tlikehertosinginpublic，andhewouldn\'tallowherwhenhecouldHELPhimself；
butwintercame，itwasverycold，andfirewasexpensive。