.

"Have you got anything for a hungry man?" asked the ragged chap, taking
off his ragged hat. "I'm a poor man, and I haven't any work and I'm
hungry."

"Did you bring back my daddy's papers?" asked Russ.

"What papers?" asked the tramp, and he seemed very much surprised. "I'm
not the paper man," he went on. "I saw a boy coming up the street a while
ago with a bundle of papers under his arm. I guess maybe he's your paper
boy. I'm a hungry man----"

"I don't mean the newspaper," went on Russ, for the other little Bunkers
were leaving the talking to him. "But did you bring back the real estate
papers?"

"The real estate papers?" murmured the tramp, looking around.

"'Tisn't any riddle," added Laddie. "Is it, Russ?"

"No, it isn't a riddle," went on the older boy. "But did you bring back
daddy's papers that he gave you?"

"He didn't give me any papers!" exclaimed the tramp.

"They were in a ragged coat," added Rose. "In the pocket."

The tramp looked at his own coat.

"This is ragged enough," he said, "but it hasn't any papers in it that I
know of. I guess they'd fall out of the pockets if there was any," he
added. "This coat is nothing but holes. I guess you don't know who I am.
I'm a hungry man and----"

"Aren't you a lumberman, and didn't my father give you an old coat the
other day?" asked Russ.

The tramp shook his head.

"I don't know anything about lumber," he said. "I can't work at much, and
I'm hungry. I'm too sick to work very hard. All I want is something to
eat. And I haven't any papers that belong to your father. Is he at
home--or your mother?"

"I'll call them," said Rose, for she knew that was the right thing to do
when tramps came to the house.

But there was no need to go in after Mr. and Mrs. Bunker. They had heard
the children talking out on the side porch, and a strange man's voice was
also noticed, so they went out to see what it was.

"Oh, Daddy!" cried Russ. "Here's the tramp lumberman you gave the old coat
to, but he says he hasn't any pape

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Reverend Nehemiah Adams (born February 19, 1806; died October 6, 1878) was an American clergyman and writer. He was born in Salem, Massachusetts, in 1806 to Nehemiah Adams and Mehitabel Torrey Adams. He graduated from Harvard University in 1826, and from Andover Theological Seminary in 1829. He was ordained as co-pastor of First Congregational Church in Cambridge, Massachusetts, that same year. In 1832, he married Martha Hooper.

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Joanna Baillie (September 11, 1762February 23, 1851) was a Scottish poet and dramatist. Baillie was very well-known during her lifetime and, though a woman, intended her plays not for the closet but for the stage. Admired both for her literary powers and her sweetness of disposition, her cottage at Hampstead was the centre of a brilliant literary society. Baillie died at the age of 88, her faculties remaining unimpaired to the last.