Zom pays a Visit. 127

 

 

The old man shook his head.

“Can’t say, Master Tom. Sometimes, as
I lie awake in the early morning and see the
light grow, I think it will come then; and
sometimes I think it will be in the evening,
when the moon and stars are shining. But I
always take care to say good-bye to Matty
when I bid her good-night, in case I’m called
before morning.

“TI shan’t go into black for you,” cried
Tom; “I know that’s what people do when
their friends die. I’ve seen a great many
dressed in black; but I won’t for you, Ben-
jamin, because you're glad, and not sorry—
you want to go.”

Old Benjamin raised his eyes.

“Bless you, yes, Master Tom! [| do—lI
do.”

“But,” said Tom, “ Id like you to wait a
little, if you could. I hope your call won't
come just yet. I like coming to see you, and
talking to you like this.”

The old man put his hand on Tom’s

head.
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