I never knew a better man than my new master; he was kind and good, and as strong for the right as John Manly; and so good-tempered and merry, that very few people could pick a quarrel with him. He was very fond of making little songs, and singing them to himself. One, he was very fond of, was this,
"Come father and mother,
And sister and brother,
Come all of you turn to,
And help one another."
And so they did; Harry was as clever at stablework as a much older boy, and always wanted to do what he could. Then, Polly and Dolly used to come in the morning to help with the cab—to brush and beat the cushions, and rub the glass, while Jerry was giving us a cleaning in the yard, and Harry was rubbing the harness. There used to be a great deal of laughing and fun between them, and it put Captain and me in much better spirits, than if we had heard scolding and hard words. They were always early in the morning, for Jerry would say,