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now, suppose we go
down and see Aunt Matilda, and have a talk with her about it."
"Just wait until I get my bonnet," said Kate. And she dashed into the
house, and then, with a pink calico sun-bonnet on her head, she came
down the steps in two jumps, and the brother and sister, together,
hurried through the woods to Aunt Matilda's cabin.
Harry and Kate Loudon were well-educated children, and, in many
respects, knew more than most girls and boys who were older than they.
Harry had been taught by his father to ride and to swim and to shoot as
carefully as his school-teacher had taught him to spell and to parse.
And he was not only taught to be skillful in these outdoor pursuits, but
to be prudent, and kind-hearted. When he went gunning, he shot birds
and game that were fit for the table; and when he rode, he remembered
that his horse had feelings as well as himself. Being a boy of good
natural impulses, he might have found out these things for himself; but,
for fear that he might be too long about it, his father carefully taught
him that it was possible to shoot and to hunt and to ride without being
either careless or cruel. It must not be supposed that Harry was so
extremely particular that there was no fun in him, for he had discovered
that there is just as much fun in doing things right as in doing them
wrong; and as there was not a boy in all the country round about who

could ride or swim or shoot so well as Harry, so there was none who
had a more generally jolly time than he.
His sister Kate was a sharp, bright, intelligent girl, rather inclined to be
wild when opportunity offered; but very affectionate, and always as
ready for outdoor sports as any boy. She could not shoot--at least, she
never tried--and she did not ride much on horseback, but she enjoyed
fishing, and rambles through the woods were to her a constant delight.
When anything was to be done, especially if it was anything novel,
Kate was always ready to help. If anybody had a plan on hand, it was
very hard to keep her finger out of it; and if there were calculations to
be made, it was all the better. Kate had a fine head for mathematics,
and, on the whole, she rather preferred a slate and pencil to needles and
spool-cotton.
As to Aunt Matilda, there could be no doubt about her case being a
pretty hard one. She was quite old and decrepit when the war set her
free, and, at the time of our story, she was still older and stiffer. Her
former master had gone to the North to live, and as she had no family
to support her, the poor old woman was compelled to depend upon the
charity of her neighbors. For a time she managed to get along tolerably
well, but it was soon found that she would suffer if she depended upon
occasional charity, especially after she became unable to go after food
or help. Mr. and Mrs. Loudon were very willing to give her what they
could, but they had several poor people entirely dependent upon them,
and they found it impossible to add to the number of their pensioners.
So it was finally determined among the neighbors that Aunt Matilda
would have to go to the alms-house, which place was provided for just
such poor persons as she. Neither Harry nor Kate knew much about the
alms-house, but they thought it must be some sort of a horrible place;
and, at any rate, it was too hard that Aunt Matilda should have to leave
her old home where she had spent so many, many years.
And they did not intend she should do it.
CHAPTER II.

THE ADOPTION.
When the children reached Aunt Matilda's cabin, they found the old
woman seated by a very small fire, which was burning in one corner of
the hearth.
"Are you cold, Aunt Matilda?" asked Kate.
"Lor' bless you, no, honey! But you see there wasn't hardly any coals
left, and I was tryin' to keep the fire alive till somebody would come
along and gather me up some wood."
"Then you were going to cook your breakfast, I suppose," said Harry.
"Yes, child, if somebody 'ud come along and fetch me something to
eat."
"Haven't you anything at all in the house?" asked Kate.
"Not a pinch o' meal, nor nothin' else," said the old woman; "but I
'spected somebody 'ud be along."
"Did you know, Aunt Matilda," said Harry, "that they are going to send
you to the alms-house?"
"Yes; I heerd 'em talk about it,"