to his heart.

And looking up the boy saw above him the face of one whom he loved--his
father, who had been a witness to his adventure.

"That was well done, my boy; and I'm glad I saw it!" was all the good
doctor said; but Paul never forgot the proud look that accompanied the
words.

It would return to him many times in the distant future, when he might be
tempted by the fascinations of the world to turn aside from the narrow
path which he had chosen to tread; and must ever be a guide and beacon
for his footsteps.

Then came Jack, with William, Tom Betts and Bluff Shipley, all nearly
wild over the fact that it was their chum who had acquitted himself so
well.

Before Paul could make his escape he found his hand gripped by the father
of the child in the wagon, who happened to be a prosperous farmer, with
whom Doctor Morrison was well acquainted.

"I never could tell you what I think about this, my boy," he said, with
deep feeling. "The child's mother'll never forget you, be sure of that.
And it ain't right for me to offer you any reward for doing such a fine
thing; but I want you to buy something with this ten dollars, that every
time you look at it you'll remember little Tod Perkins, what owed his
life to you."

"Oh! I couldn't think of it, Mr. Perkins. Why, it was just pie to me, you