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tune. The very goodness of his heart made people 

 impose upon him just as we often find it to be 

 the case in human life. I have seen men stop on 

 the street and speak enticingly to him, and as soon 

 as he came near enough kick at him savagely. He 

 would naturally recoil under such treatment ; but if 

 the same man who had just kicked him spoke again 

 in a kind manner, he would come up to him just as 

 readily as before. Under all the forms of abuse to 

 which he was subjected, I never heard him whine, 

 cry, or in any way complain. 



When the time for summering came, I took 

 Daniel (I had named him Daniel Pratt, because he 

 seemed to be a "great American traveller") with 

 me to the country. He enjoyed it. Every farmer 

 and every boy for miles around our resort knew 

 Daniel and was on speaking terms with him. He 

 would be absent from the house for two or three 

 days at a time, and then suddenly appear in his usual 

 quiet and friendly fashion. 



One day I was taking a long stroll, and returned 

 by way of a beautiful lake, which, hemmed in by 

 mountains, seemed like a diamond in an emerald 



