a farm. I don't know how he made his money, but I presume he laid the
foundation of his wealth by hard work. So, Tom hasn't any right to
look down upon those who are beginning now as his father began."

They had by this time traversed half the distance from the Town Hall
to the young lady's home. The subject of conversation was changed and
they began to talk about the evening's entertainment. At length they
reached the minister's house.

"Won't you come in, Ben?" asked Rose.

"Isn't it too late?"

"No, uncle always sits up late reading, and will be glad to see you."

"Then I will come in for a few minutes."

Ben's few minutes extended to three-quarters of an hour. When he came
out, the moon was obscured and it was quite dark. Ben had not gone
far when he heard steps behind him, and presently a hand was laid on
his shoulder.

"Hello, boy!" said a rough voice.

Ben started, and turning suddenly, recognized in spite of the
darkness, the tramp who had attempted to rob him during the day. He
paused, uncertain whether he was not going to be attacked, but the
tramp laughed reassuringly.

"Don't be afraid, boy," he said. "I owe you some money, and here it