infuriated feelings of the parson, who was really very angry.

"I hope the matter may come out all right," said the teacher, "for I
trust that 'Dodd' will see things as they are, when he comes to
himself."

"Tell me just what happened," said the parson, with a kind of
desperation.

Mr. Bright carefully went over the particulars. When he had finished,
he added:

"I shall be very grateful to you for anything you can do to help us all
out of this dilemma and get 'Dodd' on his feet again. For what we must
do, in any event, is to save the boy."

"I shall do all in my power," returned Mr. Weaver, "but I thought he
was doing so well with you, and now he is all at sea again," and with a
groan he left the house.

Mr. Bright sat down to dinner and ate a few hurried mouthfuls.

He had just risen from his slight repast, when a twin Weaver burst into
the room and shouted out:

"Pap wants you to come over to the house as quick as you kin," and
having thus said, he turned and ran.

Mr. Bright remembered the words of "Dodd's" mother, and he feared that
father and son had closed in deadly conflict. He hurried down the