David would not be comforted. He struggled to the ground.

"What's the use?" he demanded between sobs. "What's the use of
being four years old?"




CHAPTER V

THE MUG OF WOE


"New shoes! Where in the world did we get new shoes?"

Dr. Redfield was the first to rightly appreciate the grandeur of
them, and he was delighted to hear how they could squeak. Land
sakes! but they were wonderful. Greatly astonished he was, and so
swollen with pride was the little boy that he didn't care--not so
very much--even if his old friend had failed to put on his top
hat.

"Are you going to do it?"

That was David's first question. He was rather anxious, because
he did not believe that this big comrade of his had come
properly attired to waylay anybody.

"Surely I am."