author - "Guy Newell Boothby"

he point of retiring for the night, when two men suddenly made their appearance before him, and accosted him by name. He immediately sprang to his feet with a cry of welcome."I had made up my mind that you were not coming," he said as they shook hands. "The old tub didn't get in until a quarter to nine," the taller of the two new-comers replied. "When did you arrive?" "This afternoon," said Hayle, and for a moment volunteered no further information. A

and his condition evidenced the keenest poverty, this sally was treated as a fine joke by the overseer and the understrappers, who roared with laughter, and swore that they had never heard anything better in their lives. It roused my blood, however, to boiling pitch, and I resolved that, come what might, I would not desert my friend."If you send him away to the Mail Change," I cried, looking Bartrand square in the eye, "where you hope they won't take him in--and, even if they do,