My city friend would be delighted to know
that Rodney's able champion enjoyed the tobacco he sent."
"Well, I don't care if I do," and the captain knocked the cold ashes
out of his pipe. "I'll fill up, and then git home. But there is one
thing I want to ask ye, and that's what brought me over here to-night.
Me and Betsey are pretty lonely at times. We never see a child around
the house, and we'd both consider it a special favour if ye'd let yer
boy come to see us once in awhile."
"Why, certainly," the parson replied. "I give my consent, and I feel
sure that you will, won't you?" and he turned to his wife.
"Yes, captain, I am quite willing for Rodney to go, and it is very
thoughtful of you to want him. I hope that he will behave himself."
"No fear of that," the captain eagerly returned. "I've got some fine
apples jist waitin' fer him, and several other things to surprise him
when he comes. So, good-night, I must be gittin' along."
CHAPTER VII
CHUMS
It was a beautiful Saturday morning, and Captain Josh was busy in his
little work-shop at the side of his house. He was in a hurry, and his
big hands moved swiftly and deftly as he cut the cotton or tied a piece
of string.
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