One Sunday, Mother said, "Bob, will you go with me to see old Sam?"Old Sam is ill. He is in his hut.
We got a can of milk and a box of eggs for him. Old Sam was in bed.
He had a red rug on him.
He said, "I am glad to see you; I am so ill." Mother gave him egg and milk from a cup. He sat up to sip it.
Sam has an old cat.
I gave the cat a little of the milk. Puss likes milk.
Mother said, "We must help old Sam to get well."
