I
SACOWATER
FAR，farup，inthebosomofNewHampshire’sgranitehills，theSacohasitsbirth。Asthemountainrillgathersstrengthittakes\"ThroughBartlett’svalesitstunefulway，OrhidesinConway’sfragrantbrakes，Retreatingfromtheglareofday。\"
Nowitleavesthemountainsandflowsthrough\"greenFryeburg’swoodsandfarms。\"Inthecourseofitsfrequentturnsandtwistsandbends，itmeetswithmanyanotherstream，andsendsit，fullerandstronger，alongitsrejoicingway。Whenithasjourneyedmorethanahundredmilesandisnearingtheocean，itgreetstheGreatOssipeeRiverandacceptsitscrystaltribute。
Then，initsturn，theLittleOssipeejoinsforces，andtheriver，nowasplendidstream，flowsonwardtoBonnyEagle，toModerationandtoSalmonFalls，whereitdashesoverthedamlikeayoungNiagaraandhurtles，inafoamytorrent，throughtheraggeddefilecutbetweenloftybanksofsolidrock。
Wideningoutplacidlyforamoment’srestinthesunnyreachesnearPleasantPoint，itgathersitselfforanewplungeatUnionFalls，afterwhichitspeedilymergesitselfinthebayandisfreshwaternomore。
AtoneofthefallsontheSaco，thetwolittlehamletsofEdgewoodandRiverboronestletogetheratthebridgeandmakeonevillage。Thestreamisawonderofbeautyjusthere；amirrorofplacidlovelinessabovethedam，atawny，roaringwonderatthefall，andamad，white—fleckedtorrentasitdashesonitswaytotheocean。
Theriverhasseenstrangesightsinitstime，thoughthehistoryofthesetwotinyvillagesisquiteunknowntothegreatworldoutside。Theyhavebeenborn，waxedstrong，andfallenalmosttodecaywhileSacoWaterhastumbledovertherocksandspentitselfinitsimpetuousjourneytothesea。
Itrememberstheyellow—moccasinedSokokisastheyissuedfromtheIndianCellarandcarriedtheirbirchencanoesalongthewoodedshore。Itwasinthoseyearsthatthesilver—skinnedsalmonleapedinitscrystaldepths；theotterandthebeavercreptwithsleekwetskinsuponitsshore；andthebrowndeercamedowntoquenchhisthirstatitsbrinkwhileattwilightthestealthyformsofbearandpantherandwolfweremirroredinitsglassysurface。
Timesped；menchainedtheriver’sturbulentforcesandorderedittogrindatthemill。Thenhousesandbarnsappearedalongitsbanks，bridgeswerebuilt，orchardsplanted，forestschangedintofarms，white—paintedmeetinghousesgleamedthroughthetreesanddistantbellsrangfromtheirsteeplesonquietSundaymornings。
Allatoncemyriadsofgreathewnlogsvexeditsdownwardcourse，slenderlogslinkedtogetherinlongrafts，andhugelogsdriftingdownsinglyorinpairs。Menappeared，runninghitherandthitherlikeants，andgoingthroughmysteriousoperationsthereasonforwhichtherivercouldneverguess：butthemill—wheelsturned，thegreatsawsbuzzed，thesmokefromtavernchimneysroseintheair，andtherattleandclatterofstage—coachesresoundedalongtheroad。
Nowchildrenpaddledwithbarefeetintheriver’ssandycovesandshallows，andloverssatonitsalder—shadedbanksandexchangedtheirvowsjustwheretheshufflingbearwaswonttocomedownanddrink。
TheSacocouldrememberthe\"coldyear，\"whentherewasablackfrosteverymonthofthetwelve，andthoughalmostallthecornalongitsshoresshrivelledonthestalk，thereweretwofarmswherethevaporfromtheriversavedthecrops，andalltheseedforthenextseasoncamefromthefavoredspot，tobeknownas\"Egypt\"fromthatdayhenceforward。
Strange，complexthingsnowbegantohappen，andtheriverplayeditsownpartinsomeofthese，forthereweredisastrousfreshets，thesuddenbreaking—upofgreatjamsoflogs，andthedrowningofmenwhowereengulfedinthedarkwhirlpoolbelowtherapids。
Caravans，withmenageriesofwildbeasts，crossedthebridgenoweveryyear。AninfuriatedelephantliftedthesideoftheoldEdgewoodTavernbarn，andthewildlaughteroftheroisteringrum—drinkerswhoweretantalizingtheanimalsfloateddowntotheriver’sedge。Theroarofalion，tearingandchewingthearmofoneofthebystanders，andthecheersofthethrongwhenapluckycaptainofthelocalmilitiathrustastakedownthebeast’sthroat，——thesesoundsdisplacedtheformerwar—whoopoftheIndiansandtheringoftheaxeinthevirginforestsalongtheshores。
Thereweredays，andmoonlightnights，too，whenstrangesightsandsoundsofquiteanothernaturecouldhavebeennotedbytheriverasitflowedunderthebridgethatunitedthetwolittlevillages。
IssuingfromthedooroftheRiverboroTownHouse，andwindingdownthehill，throughthelongrowofteamsandcarriagesthatlinedtheroadside，cameaprocessionofsingingmenandsingingwomen。Convincedofsin，butentrancedwithpromisedpardon；
spirituallyintoxicatedbytheglowingeloquenceofthelatter—dayprophettheywereworshipping，thebandof\"Cochranites\"marcheddownthedustyroadandacrossthebridge，dancing，swaying，wavinghandkerchiefs，andshoutinghosannas。
Godwatched，andlistened，knowingthattherewouldbeotherprophets，trueandfalse，inthedaystocome，andotherprocessionsfollowingthem；andtheriverwatchedandlistenedtoo，asithurriedontowardstheseawithitsstoryofthepresentthatwassometimetobethehistoryofthepast。
WhenJacobCochranewasleadinghisoverwrought，ecstaticbandacrosstheriver，WaitstillBaxter，thenachild，waswatchingthestrange，noisycompanyfromthewindowofalittlebrickdwellingonthetopoftheTown—HouseHill。
Herstepmotherstoodbesideherwithayoungbabyinherarms，butwhenshesawwhatheldthegazeofthechildshedrewheraway，saying：\"Wemustn’tlook，Waitstill；yourfatherdon’tlikeit！\"
\"Whowasthebigmanatthehead，mother？\"
\"HisnameisJacobCochrane，butyoumustn’tthinkortalkabouthim；heisverywicked。\"
\"Hedoesn’tlookanywickederthantheothers，\"saidthechild。
\"Whowasthemanthatfelldownintheroad，mother，andthewomanthatkneltandprayedoverhim？Whydidhefall，andwhydidshepray，mother？\"
\"ThatwasMasterAaronBoynton，theschoolmaster，andhiswife。
Heonlymadebelievetofalldown，astheCochranitesdo；thewaytheycarryonisadisgracetothevillage，andthat’sthereasonyourfatherwon’tletuslookatthem。\"
\"IplayedwithaniceboyovertoBoynton’s，\"musedthechild。
\"ThatwasIvory，theironlychild。Heisagoodlittlefellow，buthismotherandfatherwillspoilhimwiththeircrazyways。\"
\"Ihopenothingwillhappentohim，forIlovehim，\"saidthechildgravely。\"Heshowedmeahumming—bird’snest，thefirsteverIsaw，andthelittlest！\"
\"Don’ttalkaboutlovinghim，\"chidedthewoman。\"Ifyourfathershouldhearyou，he’dsendyoutobedwithoutyourporridge。\"
\"Fathercouldn’thearme，forIneverspeakwhenhe’sathome，\"
saidgravelittleWaitstill。\"AndI’musedtogoingtobedwithoutmyporridge。\"
II
THESISTERS
THEriverwasstillrunningunderthebridge，butthecurrentoftimehadsweptJacobCochraneoutofsight，thoughnotoutofmind，forhehadlefthereandthereadiscipletopreachhisstrangeanduncertaindoctrine。Waitstill，thechildwhoneverspokeinherfather’spresence，wasayoungwomannow，themistressofthehouse；thestepmotherwasdead，andthebabyagirlofseventeen。
Thebrickcottageonthehilltophadgrownonlyalittleshabbier。DeaconFoxwellBaxterstillslammeditsdoorbehindhimeverymorningatseveno’clockand，withoutanysuchcheerfulconventionsasgood—byestohisgirls，walkeddowntothebridgetoopenhisstore。
Theday，properlyspeaking，hadopenedwhenWaitstillandPatiencehadlefttheirbedsatdawn，builtthefire，fedthehensandturkeys，andpreparedthebreakfast，whiletheDeaconwasgrainingthehorseandmilkingthecows。Suchminor\"chores\"
ascarryingwaterfromthewell，splittingkindling，choppingpine，orbringingwoodintothekitchen，werelefttoWaitstill，whohadastrongback，or，ifshehadnot，hadneverbeenunwiseenoughtomentionthefactinherfather’spresence。Thealmanacday，however，whichopenedwithsunrise，hadnothingtodowiththerealhumanday，whichalwaysbeganwhenMr。Baxterslammedthedoorbehindhim，andreacheditshighnoonofdelightwhenhedisappearedfromview。
\"He’sopeningthestoreshutters！\"chantedPatiencefromtheheightsofakitchenchairbythewindow。\"Nowhe’stakenhiscaneandbeatenofftheBoyntonpuppythatwassittingonthestepsasusual，——Idon’tmeanIvory’sdog\"（herethegirlgaveaquickglanceathersister），\"butRodman’slittleyellowcur。
RodmanmusthavecomedowntothebridgeonsomeerrandforIvory。Isn’titodd，whenthatdoghasalltheotherstorestepstositupon，heshouldchoosefather’s，wheneveryboneinhisbodymusttellhimhowfatherhateshimandthewholeBoyntonfamily。\"
\"FatherhasnorealcausethatIeverheardof；butsomedogsneverknowwhenthey’vehadenoughbeating，norsomepeopleeither。\"saidWaitstill，speakingfromthepantry。
\"Don’tbegloomywhenit’smybirthday，Sis！——Nowhe’sopenedthedoorandkickedthecat！AllisreadyforbusinessattheBaxterstore。\"
\"Iwishyouweren’tquitesofreewithyourtongue，Patty。\"
\"Somebodymusttalk，\"retortedthegirl，jumpingdownfromthechairandshakingbackhermopofred—goldcurls。\"I’llputthishateful，childish，roundcombinandoutjustoncemore，thenitwilldisappearforever。Thisveryafter—noonupgoesmyhair！\"
\"Youknowitwillbeofnouseunlessyoubraiditveryplainlyandneatly。Fatherwilltakenoticeandmakeyousmoothitdown。\"
\"Fatherhasn’tlookedmesquareinthefaceforyears；besides，myhairwon’tbraid，andnothingcanmakeitquiteplainandneat，thankgoodness！Letusbethankfulforsmallmercies，asJedMorrillsaidwhenthelightningstruckhismother—in—lawandskippedhiswife。\"
\"Patty，Iwillnotpermityoutorepeatthosetavernstories；
theyarenotseemlyonthelipsofagirl！\"AndWaitstillcameoutofthepantrywithashadowofdisapprovalinhereyesandinhervoice。
Pattyflungherarmsroundhersistertempestuously，andpulledoutthewavesofherhairsothatitsoftenedherface。——\"I’llbegood，\"shesaid，\"andoh，Waity！let’sinventsomesortofcheaphappinessforto—day！Ishallneverbeseventeenagainandwehavesomanytroubles！
Let’sputoneofthecowsinthehorse’sstallandseewhatwillhappen！Orlet’sspreadupourbedswiththeheadatthefootandputthechestofdrawersontheothersideoftheroom，orlet’smakecandy！Doyouthinkfatherwouldmissthemolassesifweonlyuseacupful？Couldn’twestrainthemilk，butleavethechurningandthedishesforanhourortwo，justonce？Ifyousay’yes’Icanthinkofsomethingwonderfultodo！\"
\"Whatisit？\"askedWaitstill，relentingatthesightofthegirl’seager，roguishface。
\"PIERCEMYEARS！\"criedPatty。\"Sayyouwill！\"
\"Oh！Patty，Patty，Iamafraidyouaregivenovertovanity！I
daren’tletyouweareardropswithoutfather’spermission。\"
\"Whynot？Lotsofchurchmemberswearthem，soitcan’tbeamortalsin。Fatherisagainstalladornments，butthat’sbecausehedoesn’twanttobuythem。You’vealwayssaidIshouldhaveyourmother’scoralpendantswhenIwasoldenough。HereIam，seventeentoday，andDr。PerrysaysIamalreadyawell—favoredyoungwoman。Icanpullmyhairovermyearsforafewdaysandwhentheholesareallmadeandhealed，evenfathercannotmakemefillthemupagain。Besides，I’llneverweartheearringsathome！\"
\"Oh！mydear，mydear！\"sighedWaitstill，withahalf—sobinhervoice。\"IfonlyIwaswiseenoughtoknowhowwecouldkeepfromtheselittledeceits，yethaveanylibertyorcomfortinlife！\"
\"Wecan’t！TheLordcouldn’texpectustobearallthatwebear，\"
exclaimedPatty，\"withoutourtryingonceinawhiletohaveagoodtimeinourownway。Weneverdoathingthatweareashamedof，orthatothergirlsdon’tdoeverydayintheweek；onlyourpleasuresalwayshavetobetakenbehindfather’sback。It’sonlymethat’severwrong，anyway，foryouarealwaysanangel。It’saburningshameandyouonlytwenty—oneyourself。I’llpierceyourearsifyousayso，andletyouwearyourowncoraldrops！\"
\"No，Patty；I’veoutgrownthoselongingsyearsago。Whenyourmotherdiedandleftfatherandyouandthehousetome，mygirlhooddied，too，thoughIwasonlythirteen。\"
\"Itwasonlyyourinsidegirlhoodthatdied，\"insistedPattystoutly，\"TheoutsideisasfreshasthepaintonUncleBarty’snewell。You’vegottheloveliesteyesandhairinRiverboro，andyouknowit；besides，IvoryBoyntonwouldtellyousoifyoudidn’t。Comeandboremyears，there’sadarling！\"
\"IvoryBoyntonneverspeaksawordofmylooks，norawordthatfatherandalltheworldmightn’thear。\"AndWaitstillflushed。
\"Thenit’sbecausehe’sshyandsilentandhassomanytroublesofhisownthathedoesn’tdaresayanything。Whenmyhairisonceupandthecoralpendantsareswinginginmyears，IshallexpecttohearsomethingaboutMYlooks，Icantellyou。Waity，afterall，thoughweneverhavewhatwewanttoeat，andneveradecentdresstoourbacks，norayoungmantocrossthethreshold，Iwouldn’tchangeplaceswithIvoryBoynton，wouldyou？\"HerePattysweptthehearthvigorouslywithaturkeywingandaddedafewcorncobstothefire。
Waitstillpausedamomentinhertaskofbread—kneading。\"Well，\"
sheansweredcritically，\"atleastweknowwhereourfatheris。\"
\"Wedo，indeed！Wealsoknowthatheisthoroughlyalive！\"
\"Andthoughpeopledotalkabouthim，theycan’tsaythethingstheysayofMasterAaronBoynton。Idon’tbelievefatherwouldeverrunawayanddesertus。\"
\"Ifearnot，\"saidPatty。\"Iwishtheangelswouldputtheideaintohishead，though，ofcourse，itwouldn’tbetheangels；
they’dbeaboveit。Itwouldhavetobethe’OldDriver，’asJedMorrillcallstheEvilOne；butwhoeverdidit，theresultwouldbethesame：weshouldbedeserted，andlivehappilyeverafter。
Oh！tobedeserted，andleftwithyoualoneonthishilltop，whatjoyitwouldbe！\"
Waitstillfrowned，butdidnotinterferefurtherwithPatty’sintemperatespeech。Sheknewthatshewassimplyservingasanescape—valve，andthatafterthesteamwas\"letoff\"shewouldbemorerational。
\"Ofcourse，wearemotherless，\"continuedPattywistfully，\"butpoorIvoryisworsethanmotherless。\"
\"No，notworse，Patty，\"saidWaitstill，takingthebread—boardandmovingtowardsthecloset。\"Ivoryloveshismotherandsheloveshim，withallthemindshehasleft！ShehasthebestbloodofNewEnglandflowinginherveins，andIsupposeitwasagreatcomedownforhertomarryAaronBoynton，cleverandgiftedthoughhewas。NowIvoryhastoprotecther，poor，daft，innocentcreature，andhideherawayfromthegossipofthevillage。Heissurelythebestofsons，IvoryBoynton！\"
\"Sheisaterriblecareforhim，andliketospoilhislife，\"
saidPatty。
\"Therearecaresthatswelltheheartandmakeitbiggerandwarmer，Patty，justastherearecaresthatshrivelitandleaveittiredandcold。
LovelightensIvory’safflictionsbutthatissomethingyouandI
havetodowithout，soitseems。\"
\"IsupposelittleRodmanissomecomforttotheBoyntons，evenifheisonlyten。\"Pattysuggested。
\"Nodoubt。He’sagoodlittlefellow，andthoughit’sratherhardforIvorytobeburdenedfortheselastfiveyearswiththesupportofachildwho’snonearerkinthanacousin，stillhe’sofuse，mindingMrs。BoyntonandthehousewhenIvory’saway。
Theschool—teachersaysheiswonderfulathisbooksandlikelytobeagreatcredittotheBoyntonssomedayorother。\"
\"You’veforgottonameouronegreatblessing，Waity，andI
believe，anyway，you’retalkingtokeepmymindofftheearrings！\"
\"Youmeanwe’veeachother？No，Patty，Ineverforgetthat，dayornight。’Tisthatmakesmewillingtobearanyburdenfatherchoosestoputuponus。——Nowthebreadisset，butIdon’tbelieveIhavethecouragetoputaneedleintoyourtenderflesh，Patty；Ireallydon’t。\"
\"Nonsense！I’vegotthewaxedsilkallreadyandchosentheright—sizedneedleandI’llpromisenottojumporscreechmorethanIcanhelp。We’llmakeatinylead—pencildotrightinthemiddleofthelobe，thenyouplacetheneedleonit，shutyoureyes，andJABHARD！Iexpecttofaint，butwhenI’cometo，’wecandecidewhichofuswillpulltheneedlethroughtotheotherside。Probablyitwillbeyou，I’msuchacoward。Ifithurtsdreadfully，I’llhaveonlyonepiercedto—dayandtaketheotherto—morrow；andifithurtsverydreadfully，perhapsI’llgothroughlifewithoneear—ring。AuntAbbyColewillsayit’sjustoddenoughtosuitme！\"
\"You’llnevergothroughlifewithonetongueattherateyouuseitnow，\"chidedWaitstill，\"foritwillneverlastyou。Come，we’lltakethework—basketandgooutinthebarnwherenoonewillseeorhearus。\"
\"Goody，goody！Comealong！\"andPattyclappedherhandsintriumph。\"Haveyougotthepencilandtheneedleandthewaxedsilk？Thenbringthecamphorbottletoreviveme，andthecoralpendants，too，justtogivemecourage。Hurryup！It’steno’clock。Iwasbornatsun—rise，soI’m’goingon’eighteenandcan’twasteanytime！\"
III
DEACONBAXTER’SWIVES
FOXWELLBAXTERwasordinarilycalled\"OldFoxy\"bytheboysofthedistrict，andalso，itistobefeared，bythemengatheredforeveningconferenceatthevarioustaverns，oratoneoftherivalvillagestores。
Hehadasmallfarmoffifteenortwentyacres，withapasture，awoodlot，andahay—field，buttheprincipalsourceofhisincomecamefromtrading。Hissignboretheusuallegend：\"WESTINDIA
GOODSANDGROCERIES，\"andprobablythemostprofitablearticlesinhisstockwererum，molasses，sugar，andtobacco；buttherewerechestsofrice，tea，coffee，andspices，barrelsofporkinbrine，aswellaspilesofcottonandwoolenclothontheshelvesabovethecounters。Hisshopwindow，seldomdustedorsetinorder，heldafewclaypipes，someglassjarsofpeppermintorsassafraslozenges，blacklicorice，stick—candy，andsugargooseberries。Thesedaintieswereseldomrenewed，foritwasonlyaveryboldchild，oronewithanungovernableappetiteforsweets，whowouldhavespenthispennyatFoxyBaxter’sstore。
Hewasthoughtasharpandshrewdtrader，buthishonestywasneverquestioned；indeed，theonlytraitinhischaracterthatevercameupforgeneraldiscussionwashisextraordinary，unbelievable，colossalmeanness。Thissoeclipsedeveryotherpassionintheman，andloomedsobulkilyandinsistentlyintheforeground，thathadhecherishedasecondvicenoonewouldhaveobservedit，andifhereallydidpossessacasualvirtue，itcouldscarcelyhavereareditsheadinsuchuglycompany。
Itmightbesaid，todefendthefairnameoftheChurch，thatMr。
Baxter’sdeaconhooddidnotincludeveryactiveserviceinthecourtsoftheLord。Hehad\"experiencedreligion\"atfifteenandmadeprofessionofhisfaith，butallwell—brought—upboysandgirlsdidthesameinthosedays；theirparentssawtothat！Ifchangeofconvictionorbackslidingoccurredlateron，thatwasnottheirbusiness！Attheripeageoftwenty—fivehewasselectedtofillavacancyandbecameadeacon，thinkingitmightbegoodfortrade，asitwas，forsomeyears。Hewasveryactiveatthetimeofthe\"Cochranecraze，\"sinceanydefenceofthecreedthatincludedlivelydetectiveworkandincessantspyingonhisneighborswasparticularlyinhisline；butformanyyearsnow，thoughhehadbeenregularinattendanceatchurch，hehadneverofficiatedatcommunion，andhisdiaconalserviceshadgraduallylapsedintothepassingofthecontribution—box，ataskofwhichheneverwearied；itwassuchakeenpleasuretomakeotherpeopleyieldtheirpenniesforagoodcause，withoutaddinganyofhisown！
DeaconBaxterhadnowbeenawidowerforsomeyearsandthecommunityhadalmostrelinquishedtheideaofhisseekingafourthwife。Thiswasamatterofsomeregret，fortherewasageneralfeelingthatitwouldbeagoodthingfortheBaxtergirlstohavesomeonetohelpwiththehouseworkandactasabufferbetweenthemandtheirgrimandirascibleparent。Asforthewomenofthevillage，theyweremortifiedthattheDeaconhadbeenabletosecurethreewives，andrefusedtobelievethattheuniverseheldanywhereacreaturebenightedenoughtobecomehisfourth。
Thefirst，beitsaid，wasamereignorantgirl，andheabeardlessyouthoftwenty，whomaynothaveshownhistruequalitiessoearlyinlife。Sheborehimtwosons，anditwasamatterofcommentatthetimethatshecalledthem，respectively，JobandMoses，hopingthattheenduranceandmeeknessconnectedwiththesenamesmightsomehowhelpthemintheirfuturerelationswiththeirfather。Pneumonia，coupledwithprofounddiscouragement，carriedheroffinafewyearstomakeroomforthesecondwife，Waitstill’smother，whowasofdifferentfibreandgreatlyhissuperior。Shewasafine，handsomegirl，theorphandaughterofup—countrygentle—folks，whohaddiedwhenshewaseighteen，leavingheraloneintheworldandpenniless。
Baxter，afterafewdays’acquaintance，droveintothedooryardofthehousewhereshewasavisitorand，showingherhistwocurly—headedboys，suddenlyaskedhertocomeandbetheirstepmother。Sheassented，partlybecauseshehadnothingelsetodowithherexistence，sofarasshecouldsee，andalsobecauseshefellinlovewiththechildrenatfirstsightandforgot，asgirlswill，thatitwastheirfatherwhomshewasmarrying。
Shewasaspluckyandcleverandspiritedasshewashandsome，andshemadeabravefightofitwithFoxy；longenoughtobringadaughterintotheworld，tonameherWaitstill，andstartheralittlewayonherlifejourney，——thenshe，too，gaveupthestruggleanddied。Typhoidfeveritwas，combinedwithcompletelossofillusions，andakindofdespairingrageathavingmadesocompleteafailureofherexistence。
Thenextyear，Mr。Baxter，beingunusuallybusy，offeredamanagoodyoungheiferifhewouldjogaboutthecountryalittleandpickhimupahousekeeper；alikelywomanwhowould，ifsheprovedenergetic，economical，andamiable，beeventuallyraisedtotheproudpositionofhiswife。Ifshewasyoung，healthy，smart，tidy，capable，andagoodmanager，abletomilkthecows，harnessthehorse，andmakegoodbutter，hewouldgiveadollarandahalfaweek。Thewomanwasfound，and，incredibleasitmayseem，shesaid\"yes\"whentheDeacon（whoseardorwaskindledathavingpaidthreemonths’wages）proposedaspeedymarriage。Thetwoboysbythistimehadreachedtheageofdiscretion，andoneofthemevincedthefactbypromptlyrunningawaytopartsunknown，nevertobeheardfromafterwards；whiletheother，arecklessandunhappylad，wasdrownedwhilerunningonthelogsintheriver。OldFoxyshowedlittleoutwardsignofhisloss，thoughhehadbroughttheboysintotheworldsolelywiththeviewofhavingoneofthemworkonthefarmandtheotherinthestore。