"Ay, stick to that, boys, and you'll succeed. There's none too small to
be true philanthropists."

"What is a philanthropist?" asked Roy.

"A man who benefits his fellow creatures. 'Tis a good principle to keep
in mind."

"But it's difficult for boys to do grown-up people good. They always do
boys good."

"Now look here, Master Roy. I've lived and learned where you haven't,
and I try and pass my principles on to you. That's how I do you good.
You come to me and take what I give you and seeing you act out the
advice I offers you does me good. You do me good too, every time you
comes to see me; it's cheery to hear and see you."

"But that's very tame for us," said Roy, a little scornfully.

"Oh, well, if your own likes must come into the question, it's a
different story! I didn't know it mattered about our feelings as long as
the good is done! 'Tis a bad principle to try to please others only when
it pleases ourselves."

Roy looked a little ashamed of himself. He said no more on the subject,
and shortly after he and Dudley ran home to tea.

They were very disappointed when their aunt refused to let them go out
again that evening.