CHAPTER V. 



"His ancient, trusty, drouthy crony; 

 Tarn loved him like a vera brother." 



JS I said in the beginning, the 

 history of our little friend be- 

 fore he was fetched to our house 

 was a great puzzle. It was soon after his 

 recovery that we came to think that we 

 had at last solved the mystery. The 

 room Dick liked the best looked out 

 upon the harbor and the Berkeley hills. 

 Here he would sit by the hour,' gazing 

 intently at the vessels passing out or 

 coming to anchor, and the swiftly mov- 

 ing tugs and ferry-boats. So -fond was 

 he of these sights, that he got almost to 

 neglect his regular meals. 



One day about this time, to give him 



