story--the
event which roused his consciousness of error, and stimulated him to
become better; that he has a talisman in his mind, which can be no
better expressed than by those words he so often repeated, "She hoped
he would be a good boy." And her angel smile went with him to
encourage him in the midst of trial and temptation--to give him the
victory over the foes that assailed him.

We shall henceforth give results, instead of a daily record, stopping
to detail only the great events of his career.

We shall pass over three months, during which time he worked
diligently and faithfully for Major Phillips. Every day had its trials
and temptations; not a day passed in which there were none. The habit
of using profane language he found it very hard to eradicate; but he
persevered; and though he often sinned, he as often repented and tried
again, until he had fairly mastered the enemy. It was a great triumph,
especially when it is remembered that he was surrounded by those whose
every tenth word at least was an oath.

He was tempted to lie, tempted to neglect his work, tempted to steal,
tempted in a score of other things. And often he yielded; but the
remembrance of the little angel, and the words of the good Book she
had given him, cheered and supported him as he struggled on.

Harry's finances were in a tolerably prosperous condition. With his
earnings he had bought a suit of clothes, and went to church half a
day every Sunday. Besides his wages, he had saved about five dollars
from the "perquisites" which he received from customers for holding
their horses, running errands, and other little services a boy could
perform. He was very careful and prudent with his money; and whenever
he added anything to his little hoard, he thought of the man who had
become rich by saving up his fourpences. He still cherished his
purpose to become a rich man, and it is very likely he had some
brilliant anticipations of success. Not a cent did he spend foolishly,
though it was hard work to resist the inclination to buy the fine
things that tempted him from the shop windows.

Those who knew him best regarded him as a very strange boy; but that
was only because he was a little out of his element. He would have
preferred to be among men who did not bluster and swear; but, in spite
of them, he had the courage and the fortitude to be true to himself.
The little angel still maintained her ascendency in his moral nature.

The ostlers laughe