Herbert Carter's Legacy by Horatio Alger
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a thousand dollars, how much good it would do us! We could pay up the
mortgage on the house, and have something left over. It wouldn't have been much for him to do." "Well, we won't think too much about it," said Mrs. Carter. "It will be wisest, as probably we should be only preparing ourselves for disappointment. Uncle had a right to do what he pleased with his own." "Shall you go to the funeral, mother?" "I don't see how I can," said Mrs. Carter, slowly. "It is twenty miles off, and I am very busy just now. Still one of us ought to go, if only to show respect to so near a relation. People would talk if we didn't. I think, as you were named for your Uncle Herbert, I will let you go." "If you think best, mother. I will walk, and that will save expense." "It will be too much for you to take such a walk. You had better ride." "No, mother, I am young and strong. I can walk well enough." "But it must be twenty miles," objected his mother. "The funeral doesn't take place till three o'clock in the afternoon. I will get up bright and early, say at five o'clock. By nine I shall be halfway there." "I am afraid it will be too much for you, Herbert," said Mrs. Carter, irresolutely. |
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