... for a while in securing silence, but, boy-like, Tad soon forgot his promise, and was as noisy as ever. Upon reaching their destination, however, he said very promptly, Father, I want my dollar. Mr. Lincoln turned to him with the inquiry: Tad, do you think you have earned it? Yes, was the sturdy reply. Mr. Lincoln looked at him half reproachfully for an instant, and then taking from his pocket-boo...