ith not even as much right as the Prodigal Son, of
whom he had heard Uncle Daniel tell, his heart sank within him and he
doubted whether he would be allowed to remain even if he should be so
fortunate as ever to reach Guilford again.

This day passed, so far as Toby was concerned, very much as had the
others: he could not satisfy either of his employers, try as hard as he
might; but, as usual, he met with two or three kindly disposed people,
who added to the fund that he was accumulating for his second venture of
running away by little gifts of money, each one of which gladdened his
heart and made his trouble a trifle less hard to bear.

During the entire week he was thus equally fortunate. Each day added
something to his fund, and each night it seemed to Toby that he was one
day nearer the freedom for which he so ardently longed.

The skeleton, the fat lady, Old Ben, the Albino Children, little Ella,
and even the sword swallower, all gave him a kindly word as they passed
him while he was at his work, or saw him as the preparations for the
grand entree were being made.

The time had passed slowly to Toby, and yet Sunday came again--as
Sundays always come; and on this day Old Ben hunted him up, made him
wash his face and hands until they fairly shone from very cleanliness,
and then took him to church. Toby was surprised to find that it was
really a pleasant thing to be able to go to church after being deprived
of it, and was more light hearted than he had yet been since he left
Guilford when he returned to the tent at noon.

The skeleton had invited him to another dinner party, but Toby had
declined the invitation, agreeing to present himself in time for supper
instead. He hardly cared to go through the ordeal of another state
dinner; and besides, he wanted to go off to the woods with the old
monkey, where he could enjoy the silence of the forest, which seemed
like a friend to him, because it reminded him of home.

Taking the monkey with him as usual, he inquired the nearest way to a
grove, and, without waiting for dinner, started off for an afternoon's
quiet enjoyment.

XII. TOBY'S GREAT MISFORTUNE

The town in which the circus remained over Sunday was a small one, and a
brisk walk of ten minutes sufficed to take Toby into a secluded portion
of a very thickly grown wood, where he could lie upon the mossy ground
and fairly revel in freedom.

As he lay upon his back, his hands under his head, and his eye