Chapter 38: Saturday the Ninth

⁠​​​‌​​​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​​‌‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​⁠Dinky-Dunk's Christmas present came to-day, over two weeks late. He had never mentioned it, and I had not only held my peace, but had given up all thought of getting a really-truly gift from my lord and master.

They brought it out from Buckhorn, in the bobsleigh, all wrapped up in old buffalo-robes and blankets and tarpaulins. It's a baby-grand piano, and a beauty, and it came all the way from Winn