IX. 



THE LOST CHILD SHAOK. 



"WHAT a queer matter it is, Squire," said Tucker, 

 as he knocked the ashes from his pipe, after supper, 

 by tapping the inverted bowl against his left thumb- 

 nail, "that all living things should stand in fear of a 

 man. From the fierce painter to the timid hare ; from 

 the eagle, that looks with a steady eye at the sun, as 

 he soars beyond sight into the sky, to the sparrow 

 that chirrups in the hedge ; all 'flee from the face of a 

 man, and that, too, though they never saw one of his 

 kind afore. Some animals, to be sure, when they be- 

 come better acquainted with him,' learn to fear him 

 less, and live in his neighborhood with less of dread ; 

 but such animals are his slaves, servin' him with 

 patient and slavish fear. Among all the dumb beasts, 

 the dog alone seems to live on friendly terms with 

 him. Now, Squire, tell me why it is that all livin' 



