dog; not fit for a dog! Oh dear, dear! I'll be worried to death till
he comes back," and Miss Husted pressed Skippy more closely to her and
went down stairs again; not, however, without first sending Jenny to
the floor below, out of the reach of Poons's love-making eyes.

"It is true; he has gone out," said Pinac dolefully, as he looked out
of the window at the blizzard.

Von Barwig had risen very early that morning and dressed himself with
more than his usual care. He had much to do, for on the morrow he was
to depart from the shores of America and return to his old home. He
was going back to Leipsic, and the steamship sailed very early the next
morning. The real cause of his absence at that moment was the fact
that his daughter Helene was to be married that day, and he desired to
witness the ceremony. Altogether, there was much to be done and little
time to do it in. He had told Mr. Costello the night before that he
was not going to return to the Museum; so that was ended, and his few
clothes were packed in his little portmanteau with the assistance of
Jenny, who was the only one who knew his secret. He also had to go
downtown and buy his steamship ticket and make arrangements with an
expressman to take his trunk, and he felt he must say good-bye to a few
acquaintances before he went away forever. So, in order to complete
all these arrangements in time to get to the church where the wedding
was to take place, he had to get up quite early.

Von Barwig did not mind the cold weather at all. He trudged along the
streets and stamped his feet to keep them warm while he brushed the
snow off his face as it blew under his umbrella. His heart was light,
for he rejoiced that his darling Helene was going to marry the man she
loved. Her happiness was assured, he thought; besides, he himself was
going to do something. He had a plan of action and he was going to
carry it out. During the last few months he had had a great yearning
to see his old home again, to hear his native language spoken, to hear
the folk songs and familiar German airs sung once more and to look upon
the faces of his fellow-countrymen again. Now that he knew his child
was happy, he felt that he would be content simply to sit placidly in
an obscure corner of the market-place in Leipsic, and watch the ebb and
flow of life as it is lived over there in the beloved Fatherland. He
did not ask to take part in it or to be one with his countrymen; all h