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"HOR," said little Lettie meditatively, on the afternoon of the following day, "don't you wonder what's become of Ailie?"
Hor had just returned from his daily ramble in search of employment. Little hope had he now of finding regular work-he had tried so long in vain; but still he contrived to earn a few pence in various ways, and those who had once employed him did not soon forget his honest look. To-day he had returned earlier than usual, and, after depositing his earnings with his mother, went out into the yard. There he found Lettie, seated on a corner of the broken-down wall, overlooking the three little ones, who made high glee with a mud puddle near at hand.