The UncleRudy arrived at last at his uncle's house, and was
thankful to find the people like those he had been accustomed to
see. There was only one cretin amongst them, a poor i***t boy, one
of those unfortunate beings who, in their neglected conditions, go
from house to house, and are received and taken care of in
different families, for a month or two at a time.
Poor Saperli had just arrived at his uncle's house when
Rudy came. The uncle was an experienced hunter; he also followed
the trade of a cooper; his wife was a lively little person, with a
face like a bird, eyes like those of an eagle, and a long, hairy
throat. Everything was new to Rudy—the fashion of the dress, the
manners, the employments, and even the language; but the latter his
childish ear would soon learn. He
