the freighter into her slip, and the long voyage of the jungle folk was over. They had come to anchor in the port of New York.
But the most excited person in all the ship, and in all New York for that matter, was little Ali, for he, too, was going to be an American, and was to grow up with his beloved Sahib, the greatest and the best man in all the world. His cup was so full of joy that it could not have held another drop.
The Sahib aroused him from his dream by a sound slap on the shoulder.
"Well, here we are, boy, safe at home again. This is God's country, son, and you are going to be very happy here. You and I together."
