Part 10 (2/2)

”Yes.”

”Well, we are not bosom friends. Philip thinks I am a poor, working boy, and looks down on me accordingly.”

”It don't do you a mite of harm to work. I had to work when I was a boy, and I've done my share of work since I got to be a man.”

”I like to work,” said Harry. ”I only wish I had the chance.”

”So there is no love lost between you and Philip?”

”No; he doesn't suit me any better than I suit him. He's got too high notions for me.”

”He's like his mother,” said Uncle Obed. ”I reckon she and Philip ain't very glad to see me. It's different with the colonel. He's a nice man, but he seems to be under his wife's thumb.”

Harry did not reply. It was only what he expected, from what he knew of Mrs. Ross and her son.

”I hope it won't be unpleasant for you,” said he, in a tone of sympathy.

”It's a kind of disappointment,” the old man admitted. ”I was hoping Lucindy would be like her mother, and I could have a home with my own folks the rest of my life.”

”Poor man,” thought Harry. ”He's old and dest.i.tute, and it must be a trial for him to find himself so coldly received.”

”I wish,” he said, impulsively, ”we were richer.”

”Why?” asked Uncle Obed.

”Because we'd offer you a home. But, unfortunately,” continued Harry, with a sigh, ”we don't know how we are to pay our own expenses.”

The old man looked gratified.

”I wish you were my nephew, instead of Philip,” he said. ”You've got a good mother, I take it.”

”She's one of the best mothers in the world,” said Harry, earnestly.

”I might have known it. Such boys as you always have good mothers.

Supposing I was able to pay my share of the expenses, do you think your mother would give me a home?”

”I am sure she would,” said Harry, who could not help feeling interest in the homely, but good-hearted, old man. ”But I thought----” here he hesitated.

”You thought I was dest.i.tute, didn't you?” asked Uncle Obed, with a smile.

”Yes, sir.”

”I'm thankful to Providence that I'm not. I've got enough to pay my way for the few years that remain to me. My niece might treat me different if she knew it, but I'd rather she'd think I was in need.”

”Shall I speak to my mother about your coming?” asked Harry.

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