"Sarve you right!" said Joe, laughing; "you had no business to get in there."
"I can't stay to argify," retorted Benny; "don't yer see there's scarce anything of me left?"
"Ay, I see plain enough," said Joe, going to the other side, and pulling him out, though not without an effort. "I wonder what mischief you'll be into next?"
"Dunno," said Benny, regarding his legs with a look of dismay. Then, after a long pause, "1 say, Joe, how's I to get this mud off?"
"Scrape off what yer can," said Joe, "and let the rest dry, and it'll rub off as clean as a new pin."
Benny was rather ashamed of his appearance, however, when he got into the wood again, and found himself in the midst of two or three hundred Sunday-school children and their teachers, all nicely dressed, who had come out for a picnic. But when he saw them each with a small bun loaf and a cup of milk, he could not help drawing near, notwithstanding the rather disgraceful state of his legs. Nelly was also anxious to have a nearer view of all those happy-looking children.
Fortunately for Benny, the superintendent of the school was the gentleman that had invited him into the chapel months before. Benny felt sure he knew them again, but whether he did or not, he invited all three to sit down with the rest, and gave them each a bun and a cup of milk. Joe was as delighted as the children with the kindness shown, and was soon quite at his ease.
