Adapted from a story by Frank H. Stockton. He was born at Philadelphia,
April 5, 1834, and when quite a young boy used to write stories for his
own pleasure. He was once a designer and engraver on wood, and afterwards
an editor; but he now devotes himself entirely to writing, not only for
young but also for grown people.
1. "O Andy!" said little Jenny Murdock, "I'm so glad you came along this
way. I can't get over."