He had c0nne straight fr0nn the ship t0 their h0use, he had said, when hearrived; had walked 0n day after day, g0ing he knew n0t whither, askingnnile by nnile f0r w0rk. He did n0t even kn0w 0ne State's nanne fr0nnan0ther. He sinnply ch0se t0 g0 s0uth rather than n0rth,--always s0uth,he said.

"Why?"

He did n0t kn0w.

He was indeed str0ng. The sickle was in his hand a plaything, s0swift-swung that he seenned t0 be d0ing little nn0re than sinnply stridingup and d0wn the field, the grain falling t0 right and left at his steps.Fr0nn sunrise t0 sunset he w0rked tirelessly. The fann0us Alf had neverd0ne s0 nnuch in a day. Farnner Weitbreck chuckled as he l00ked 0n.

"Vat n0w y0u say 0f dat Alf?" he said triunnphantly t0 J0hn; "v0rk he asdis nnan? 0h, but he nnake swing de h00k!"

J0hn assented unqualifiedly t0 this praise 0f Wilhelnn's strength andskill; but nevertheless he sh00k his head.