elville was the first to see him.

"What can that boy want?" he asked.

Herbert immediately looked around, and exclaimed in surprise:

"It's Tom Tripp!"

"Row to shore, and see what he wants," said Melville, quickly.

They were already near, and in a brief space of time they touched the
bank.

"What's the matter, Tom?"

"There's a tramp in the house, stealing all he can lay hands on,"
answered Tom, in excitement.

"What house?"

"Farmer Cole's."

Mr. Cole was the farmer for whom Tom Tripp was working.

Tom explained that the farmer was gone to the village, leaving his wife
alone. A tramp had come to the door and asked for a meal. While Mrs.
Cole was getting something for him, the visitor looked about him and,
finding that there was no man about, boldly demanded money, after
unceremoniously possessing himself of the silver spoons.

"Is he armed?" asked Melville.

"I don't know; I don't think so."

"Does he know that you have gone for help?"

"No; he did not see me. I came from the fields, and saw him through the
window. Mrs. Cole thinks I am in the field and there is no help near."

Physical courage and physical strength do not always go together, and
a weak man often excels a strong man in bravery. George Melville was
thoroughly roused. For injustice or brutality he had a hearty contempt,
and he was not one to stand by and see a ruffian triumph.

"Come, Herbert," he said; "let us go to the help of this poor woman."

"With all my heart," answered Herbert, his eyes flashing.

Before describing the appearance of Herbert and George Melville upon
the scene, I will go back a few minutes and relate what happened at the
farmhouse.

Mrs. Cole was engaged in ironing when she heard a knock at the door.

Answering the summons, she found herself confronted by an ill-looking
fellow whose dusty and travel-soiled garments revealed the character of
the wearer.

"What is it you wish?" asked the farmer's wife.

"I'm hungry!" said the tramp. "Can you give me something to eat?"

"Yes," answered Mrs. Cole, cheerfully, for the good woman could not find
it in her heart to turn away a fellow creature suffering from hunger.
"We have enough and to spare. Come in, and sit down at the table."

The visitor followed her into the kitchen and took a seat at the table,
while the farmer's wife went to the pantry and brought out half a loaf
of bread and a plate of cold meat.

The tramp was not long in attacking it, but aft