creature, and dread of the neighbors, Harry was wretched. The
tears streamed down his face as he waited on the sick beast. She got
well, however; and now Harry meets ridicule with a bolder face. A
temperance society having been set up in the place, he has joined it,
though far above all temptation to drink. He finds it a convenience,
when pressed to drink, to cut the matter short by saying that he is a
pledged member--and a curious temperance preacher he is. When told
lately that his cows would rot under his method of treatment, his answer
was: "No, it isn't they that will rot. I'll tell you who 'tis that will
rot; 'tis them that put filthy spirits into their stomachs to turn their
brains, that will rot, and not my cows, that drink sweet water."

There is a grave side to Harry's lot now, happy as he is. He looks
serious and hurt at times, though his health has much strengthened, his
earnings are sure, his wages are raised, his Sunday dress is like that
of a gentleman, there is meat on his table daily, and he has had the
comfort of assisting his parents. Notwithstanding all this, a cloud
comes over his face at times. As his sister says, "he feels the _injury_
of his want of education." His mind is opening very rapidly. At any
spare quarter of an hour he lectures Miss Foote on industry, temperance,
duty to parents, and other good topics. The moral discoveries he has
made are wonderful to him. He has attended church all his life; but
truths come with new force into his mind when they enter through the
spirit of hope and the medium of success. He says "it was wonderful the
ideas that come into a man's mind when he sets himself a-thinking over
his work, and there is no care to take up his thoughts." Hence the
brightened countenance which the neighbors remark on: but hence, too,
the bitter regret at his wasted years of school life--at "the _injury_
of his want of education." What might he not hope to be and do now,
Susan says, if he had but the knowledge that every man may be said to
have the right to be possessed of? Yet, the good fellow has raised his
family to a point of comfort. A gentleman who heard of his merits, as a
first-rate laborer, wrote to the same parish officers, to inquire if
there were any brothers. There was Tom; and Tom is now in a happy
situation, highly esteemed by his employer, and earning 14_s._ a week.
The employer, finding that Tom sadly missed intercourse with his family,
and knowing that he could ne