Parliament."
"Yes," said Mr. Connor.
Jusy said no more; but he thought of little else all the afternoon; andat bedtime he said to Rea,--
"Rea, I am real sorry I didn't care about those old Indians at first,when you did. But I'm going to be good to them now, and help them all Ican; and I have made up my mind that when I am a man I shall not go toItaly, as I said I would, to be an officer for the King. I shall stayhere, and be an officer for the American President, instead; and I shalltell him about Ysidro, and about all the rest of the Indians."
* * * * *
There is nothing more to be told about the Hunter Cats. By degrees theydisappeared: some of them went to live at other houses in the SanGabriel Valley; some of them ran off and lived a wild life in thecanons; and some of them, I am afraid, must have died for want of food.
Rea was glad when they were all gone; but Jusy missed the fun of seeingthem hunt gophers and linnets.
Perhaps, some day, I shall write another story, and tell you more aboutJusy and Rea, and how they tried to help the Indians.
MATS MADE BY YSIDRO.--Page 126.]
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