rd Mr. Brown, for he seemed to know just where the
children's father sat. "And as I don't like to sit around doing nothing
I've decided to go back on the stage again."
"We're going on the stage!" cried Bunny, who, with Sue, had been waiting
for a chance to get in a word or two.
"We're going to have a real play on a farm," said Sue. "And you ought to
see our dog Splash hang on to Mr. Treadwell."
"Treadwell? Is that the impersonator?" asked Mr. Clayton.
"Yes," answered Mart. "He is helping us with the little play."
"And maybe you could be in it and play the piano!" cried Bunny. "We
heard you play the piano terrible nice!"
"Well, I'm glad you liked it," said Mr. Clayton, with a laugh, "but I'm
afraid I'm not quite ready to start a performance yet. I need more
practice. Oh, but I am glad you have found me, and that I have found
you!"
"Mr. Clayton only came to this Home a few days ago," explained Mr.
Harrison to Mr. Brown. "I had forgotten that you had asked about some
one of his name, or I would have sent you word before that the
children's blind uncle was here."
"And if I had known they were so near me, and had been looking so long
for me, I'd have sent them word," said Uncle Bill. "And now tell me all
that happened, Mart and Lucile."
Their story was soon told, just as I have written it here--how they were
"stranded" when the show broke up, and how Mr. Brown took care of them.
The story of Mr. Treadwell was also told to Mart and Lucile's Uncle
Bill, and how the impersonator had written the little play.
"And once he lost his wig and Wango the monkey had it!" cried Sue.
"Indeed! Wango must be a funny monkey!" said Mr. Clayton.
"He's funny, and so's Miss Winkler," said Bunny.
They all laughed at this, and then Mr. Clayton told his story.
He had been an actor as were many of his relatives, including Mart and
Lucile. He had been stricken blind some years before, and had been in
many Homes and hospitals, trying to get cured. But at last he had given
up hope, and settled down to make the best of life.
He often wrote to Lucile and Mart, and also to their Uncle Simon and
Aunt Sallie. But of late he had lost the address of the boy and girl
actor, and they had also lost his. They all traveled around so much that
one did not know where the other was, except that Lucile and her brother
always stayed together, of course.
"But where is Aunt Sallie?" asked Mart.
Mr. Clayton said that she and her husban
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