[Gutenberg 56381] • Guy Harris, the Runaway

Excerpt from Guy Harris, the Runaway

The two boys, between whom the conversation above recorded took place, stopped when they heard these words, and looking across the street saw Tom Proctor running toward them. One arm was buried to the elbow in his pocket, and under the other he carried a beautiful snow-white dove, which was uttering its wings and trying to escape from his grasp.

See here, Guy! Exclaimed Tom as he came up, I have just been over to your house, where I found my pigeon, which I lost about a week ago. Your mother said it came to your barn, and that you shut it up to keep it for me. N ow that was a neighborly act, and I want to repay it. Here's that box you have so often tried to buy from me.