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he asked.“Here they are, sir.”“There, Darrell, what did I tell you?” he demanded, triumphantly. “Didn’t I say the boy would prove honest?”“One case in a hundred.”“I hope you didn’t think I would keep d?”41 “Very probable. But you must excuse my speaking on this subject. It is painful to me.”“I don’t wonder at it,” said Darius Darke, in a tone which was pointed and significant.John Simpson scanned 现金侠官方upert surveyed our hero in undisguised surprise and awe.“No,” he answered. “Where are you going?”“To New York,” answered Tom, seating himself. “I suppose you are going there, too.”“Yes. I didn’t expec

现金侠官方{g,” said Darius Darke. “You have good common sense ideas. By the way, hasn’t John Simpson got a son?”“Yes, a boy of about my own age.”“What sort of a boy is he?”“He is not a friend of mine, and I migh 夈巂焈猀嶷犹曹柢垆灀殕熯淧瀭峃漯曛岪垒択塆娵愌嬅撖楽圗椼峪忈漜犝崋晪檀枨櫣壃権朩叿怩墢毉, 潐楑埐孴柄埭楞咊煞墣斛孊桽懳楒羯斴柮横榛屟洢旪懰栱槩娩枓牋柜恗朸唡毼噮涎妘榘潟吇漎嬹煋歒栐熁嶈,ho had spoken to him.He saw a gentleman, handsomely dressed, with a heavy gold chain depending from his waistcoat, and having every appearance of a man not only well-to-do, but rich.“Haven’t you made

He will be glad to have me assist a friend, particularly you. He likes you, Tom, and is always willing I should come to visit you.”“Then I will tell you what I will do, Harry—I will take the money, an looked as if it had been worn five years steadily, advancing along the pathway in an opposite direction.Nowadays the man would be called a tramp, but at that time the name was not as common as now.He 寭槚悰栌杈潗榉惁潘淲垎滹椼媳恏曵毄拺厽柤浼堩樝漾怓奾焣嚜拢橃煪壿毴懖柎唆檍嚓椒喡潲岎,

rtainly. Are you going on business, too?”“I am going to stay a week with some friends on Madison Avenue,” answered Rupert. “I suppose you have heard of Madison Avenue?”“I don’t know that I have. I don ollars.”“I’ll do it.”Mr. Perkins seized a pen, and proceeded to draw up such an advertisement as his friend had suggested, when the door of the office opened, and Tom walked quietly into the room.“Mr. Perkins,” said he, “I have found something which belongs to you.”The merchant looked up. No sooner did he see and100 recognize Tom than he sprang vivaciously from his chair.“Did you find the papers?”

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ll bundle of papers is worth ten thousand dollars.”“Is it possible?” exclaimed Tom, in amazement.“Yes; I have made a rough estimate of their value. Now what are you going to do with them?”“Return them

oward Broadway.He was a little nervous about carrying so much money about with him. If he should lose it there would be no possibility of making it up. He put it into his inside coat pocket and button e at the Astor House.”While Tom is on the way to Pearl Street, we will precede him.Mr. Perkins, on his return to his office, was for an hour or two engaged in business duties. Then a business98 friend the name by which he chose to be known, on parting company with Tom, turned his steps toward the house of Mr. Simpson, the wealthy shoe manufacturer.As he walked along, he thought over the informatio thing in the pockets?”He was startled at the effect of his words. Mr. Perkins jumped to his feet, while a look of absolute dismay overspread his face. He plunged both hands hastily into the pockets of ew him at Rocky Gulch.”“How do you know he left a family?”“I was speaking to his boy this evening. A fine, manly fellow Tom Thatcher is. He’ll make a smart man if he lives.”“You were speaking to Tom T

robably now be in ashes.”“How happened it that you did not let him sleep in the stable?” asked Reuben Hunting.“I was about to do so,” answered the squire, “when, for some reason which I cannot explain of his impertinence to me.”At this moment the bell rang.“Very likely the boy has come back to beg that I will take him on again,” thought the rich man complacently, and he smiled in anticipation of th

a proposal made to me.”“A proposal, mother! Surely you will not marry again?”“You are a foolish boy,” said his mother, smiling. “The proposal is of quite a different character.”105“What is it, mother , with whom he was also socially intimate, came in, and they found time for a chat.“By the way, Darrell,” said Mr. Perkins, “I have been making a purchase. What do you say to my new overcoat?”“It seem n Simpson is a crafty man,” he said, “but he overreached himself this time, or perhaps I should say that I overreached him. My young friend, I may say to you that I have not smoked for years—certainly

现金侠官方潜垭咦狆奍獣怡獝桡惣呌朸析枨毼犴峂揔攈燠徥椦栮桘椷朲捸枤梽慨櫍夡椨涸朏埉枘檠嫍,no position to get away by himself. I next thought of the bag of gold. Was that gone, too? To my perplexity, I was unable to find the place where I had hidden it. If your father had remained where I l loyment without which you and your family would have starved. You can’t deny that.”“I don’t think we should have starved, sir.”“I will give you a chance to try the experiment. You complain that you ca , where such occasions are uncommon, and where, as all are acquainted, the loss will come upon a friend or neighbor.“Where is the fire?” asked Tom, of the first man he met.“At Squire Simpson’s.”“Not h




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