THE HEART OF HAPPY HOLLOW
came when, despite wagging heads, Robert Dixon went away to be enrolled among the students of a growing college. Since then six years had passed. Robert had spent his school vacations in teaching; and now, for the first time, he was coming home, a full-fledged minister of the gospel.
It was rather a shock to the old man's sensibilities that his son's congregation should give him a vacation, and that the young minister should accept; but he consented to regard it as of the new order of things, and was glad that he was to have his boy with him again, although he murmured to himself, as he read his son's letter through his bone-bowed spectacles : "Vacation, vacation, an' I wonder ef he reckons de devil's goin' to take one at de same time?"
It was a joyous meeting between father and son. The old man held his boy off and looked at him with proud eyes.
"Why, Robbie," he said, "you —you's a man!"
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