Red- Boots. 207

mamma, who had been looking all about the
room hoping to find her darling, suddenly gave a
cry of delight. In the corner she had seen—what!
Two little ved boots. And of course she knew
then that her boy was not far away. The police-
man now made the bad man unlock the other
door, and Robert was soon in his mother’s arms.

‘Good little Red-Boots, dear little Red-Boots,”’
said she, ‘‘but for you, I might never have found
my darling boy. I shall not throw you away, but
will keep you forever.”

And although many years have passed since
then, and Robert is now a very big boy, there is
upstairs a small box and in it are two tiny worn
red boots. Ask Robert to show them to you
when you see him.