Midnight
Poor soul ! she has her hands full with her sick husband , and a houseful of little ones . Yet she keeps remarkably bright and cheerful . She was much concerned about my welfare , and while she sent Sammy to look after Midnight she bustled around to make me as comfortable as possible . '' '' ` Poor dear man , ' she said , ` ye ai n't as young as ye used to be , an ' I often say to John that the work 's tellin ' on ye . Ye 've got too large a circus , parson , too large a circus . ' '' `` Dear soul , '' laughed Nellie .