auce," said Harry; and he could hardly keep from
bursting into tears, as he saw how good the little angel was.

It seemed as though she could not have been more an angel, if she had
had a pair of wings. The radiant face was there; the pure and loving
heart was there; all was there but the wings, and he could easily
imagine them.

And what a dinner! Roast beef, pudding, pie! He was not much
accustomed to such luxuries; but just then he did not appreciate the
sumptuousness of the feast, for it was eclipsed by the higher
consideration of the devotion of the giver.

"Come, eat, Harry! I am so glad!" added Julia.

"So am I. If you feed me as high as this, I shall want to stay here a
good while."

"I hope you will."

"Only to-day; to-morrow I must be moving towards Boston."

"I was hoping you would stay here a good long while. I shall be so
pleased to bring you your breakfast, and dinner, and supper every
day!"

"Your father would not like it."

"I don't know why he shouldn't. You are not very hungry; you don't eat
as you did this morning."

"I ate so much then. Tell me, now, what your father said, Julia."

"He saw George Leman; and he told him how you tied his horse to the
fence, and how careful you were to put the blanket on him, so that he
shouldn't catch cold after his hard run. That was very kind of you,
Harry, when you knew they were after you. Father said almost any one
would have run the horse till he dropped down. That one thing showed
that you were not a bad boy."

"I wouldn't have injured George Leman for anything," added Harry.
"He's a good fellow, and never did me any harm."

"He said, when he found his horse, he was so glad he wouldn't have
chased you any farther for all the world. He told father what Mr.
Nason said about you--that you were a good boy, had good feelings, and
were willing to work. He didn't blame you for not wanting to go to
Jacob Wire's--wasn't that the man?"

"Yes."

"And he didn't blame you for running away. Nobody believes that you
set the barn afire; and, Harry, they have caught the other boy--Ben
Smart, wasn't it?"

"Yes, that was his name."

"They caught him in the woods, over the other side of the river."

"Did you find out whether the dog was killed?" asked Harry.

"Mr. Leman said he thought he would get over it; and he has got his
boat again."

"I am glad of that; and if anybody ever catches me with such a fellow
as Ben Smart again, they'll know it."

"You