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as drivers, each with a wood-wagon and a provision- 
wagon under his charge, and started on a tour of the 
city, working all day until nightfall. 
All day the Constitution office looked more like a 
military supply depot than a newspaper office. Hundreds 
of sacks of flour, coffee and sugar, sides of meat and 
hams, and on the sidewalk cords of wood were seen, while 
the streets were full of people, clamorous for relief. No 
distinction was made in the distribution in regard to 
color." 
Who shall say, boys, that men are not still about their 
Father's business ? 
When Mr. Button concluded, Nat was already yawn- 
ing, and the relieved expression of the other boys' faces 
showed that their pulses were beating calmly once more. 
" Now," said the father, " we'll go to sleep." 
It was easier to say " sleep " than to do it, after all. 
Never did a night seem so long to the boys as they lay 
huddled together in the tent. Perhaps little Nat, now 
that he had recovered from his nervousness, was the 
bravest of all. He said his prayers composedly, took off 
his jacket, and Jay down in the tent with perfect trust 
in both his heavenly and his human father, feeling very 
sure that he would be well taken care of until morning. 
Mr. Button watched, rifle across his knee, until twelve 
o'clock. Then he called Rob, who kept guard till two. 
The guides relieved him, and he slept heavily for the next 
two hours. 
