r these pictures, Mr. Henderson."

"If I had a name, I could."

"If you are willing to trust me with them, I will see what I can do
for you."

"Thank you a thousand times."

"I may not be able to sell them, but I will try. Have you set a price
on them?"

"No; I will sell them for anything they will fetch--for five dollars
even, if no more can be obtained."

"I hope to get more."

"Mary, wrap up the pictures for the gentleman," said her father.

The little girl did so.

"If you can call on me this evening at half-past seven, Mr.
Henderson," said Paul, "I will make arrangements about your giving
lessons to my little brother."

"I will certainly do so."

"You will not be afraid to leave your little girl alone?"

"She can stay with a neighbor."

"Then I will expect you."

Paul wrote down his address, and took his leave, with the pictures
under his arm.

He had thought of a customer. He knew that Mr. Preston was not only
rich, but kindhearted and charitable. Even if he did not want the
pictures, he thought he would be willing to give a small sum for them;
and even a little would be of great service to the poverty-stricken
artist.

He therefore made his way to Mr. Preston's counting-room, and was
admitted to his presence.

"Are you busy, Mr. Preston?" asked our hero.

"Not particularly. I can spare you a few minutes."

He looked inquiringly at the parcel Paul carried under his arm.

"I have come to sell you some pictures, Mr. Preston."

"You haven't turned artist?" said the merchant, surprised.

"No; but I am acting as agent for a poor artist, who is in great need
of money."

"A poor artist in both senses of the word, eh, Paul?"

"No, I think not. I am not a judge of pictures, but these seem to me
very good."

"Let me see them."

Paul unrolled the bundle and displayed them. Mr. Preston took them in
his hands, and examined them with interest.

"They are good pictures," he said, after a pause. "Who is the artist?"

"An Englishman named Henderson. I will tell you all I know of his
story. He has been very unfortunate, and is now in pressing need of
assistance."

Mr. Preston listened to the story with which the reader is already
familiar. When it was concluded he said, "We must help him."

"I am going to take him as teacher for my little brother Jimmy."

"I will purchase the picture of the children for fifty dollars."

"It will be a fortune to the poor man," said Paul, joyfully.

"When