st go to the workhouse or starve if I did not stay and work
for them, and I could not be happy if I lived in a fine house, and knew
they were in want of a bit of bread to eat.'
'Then,' said the gentleman smiling, 'for your sake they shall never want
anything, for I will put them into a cottage of my own, and will take
care of them, and you shall live with me, and I will love you as if you
were my own child, and remember, Giles, I do this as a reward for your
kindness to Charles when he was unhappy and in great distress.'
Charles's uncle was as good as his word, and Giles received the
blessings of a good education, while his mother and sisters were
maintained by the benevolence of his benefactor.
Charles was so careful not to relapse into his former errors that he
became as remarkable for his gentleness and the goodness of his heart as
he had formerly been for his pride and unkindness, and in the diligent
performance of his duty, both to God and man, he proved to his uncle the
sincerity of his amendment.
Scourhill's Adventures
There was a review of a regiment of horse at a small distance from the
Academy, and several of the boys were allowed to be present. On the road
they fell in with a man who was walking, and leading a horse with two
empty panniers suspended on each side of it. Scourhill requested a ride;
the man consented, and the youth mounted upon the horse.
The animal had long been a dragoon horse, and when it became old it was
sold to a farmer. But it had not forgot its early habits, for on
arriving within sight of the cavalry the old charger pricked up its
ears, and seemed to resume the fire of youth. The young men laughed, and
complimented Scourhill on the appearance he made upon his war-horse; but
while they were yet speaking the trumpet sounded, and the animal, roused
into spirit, set off at a full trot, and fell into the front rank.
Immediately the signal was given for a charge, and Scourhill and his
horse, with the baskets dangling by its sides, flew off at full speed,
amid the shouts and huzzas of the whole crowd. The instant that the
regiment halted the youth slid off the horse, which he delivered to its
owner, and, completely mortified with his military exhibition, he sunk
into the crowd, and regained his companions.
The young men, on their return home, as they were about to enter the
village, saw an ass feeding by the roadside. 'What a fine appearance,'
said Falsesight to Scourhill
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