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* And you ought to have a son’s portion. There's money enough, goodness knows, for you to have a handsome slice, and wrong nobody.” ‘‘ Well, regrets are useless. The fact renains, I have nothing. I am only a poor tellow, Who will henceforth have to look ovt for number one,” sd Walter, trying to smile, but feeling heavy at heart, nevertheless. “T can't bear to have you give wp college,” replied Mrs Coxon, stifliat® a sob. Then, looking up suddenly, she added: ‘* Fyve saved up something, Master Walter. Tf you will only take it, and keep on, I'd be prouder than I can tell you.” “Tcouldn’t,” he answered, flushing, but deeply touched by the affection that had prompted the offer. ‘I should not feel right to take your "“noney, Mrs Coxon, though I thank you for your kind interest inme, It would put me back in my pro- fession, too, if I should spend two years more at college, I must get at the real business of life as soon as possible. I mean to do the very best that I can, and if ghere is any talent in me, I intend to make it count for something.” ‘Of course you will, I am not a bit afraid but that you'll come out at the ‘to of a heap’ yet," said the good woman, with an affectionate glance into the earnest face before her ; “and if you ever want any help, or ever get into any trouble, come to me. I'll always bea friend to you. And mind, you are to bring me all your mend- ing. Il look out for your clothes—that’s the very least that I can do~and ’twouldn’t seem natural nob to have the handling of them after I’d done if for so many years.” “You are very good to me, Mrs Coxon, and I know I shall miss you and your many favours every day,” said Walter, a. tear starting to his eye. — comichooks.com