[Illustration] THE TIN BOX and What it Contained By Horatio Alger, Jr. A. L. Burt Company, Publishers New York CONTENTS THE TIN BOX CHAPTER I — A COLLISION CHAPTER II — SIGNS OF A TEMPEST CHAPTER III — MRS. ROSS MAKES TWO UNSATISFACTORY VISITS CHAPTER IV — HARRY LOSES HIS PLACE, AFTER ALL CHAPTER V — LOOKING FOR WORK CHAPTER VI — UNCLE OBED ARRIVES FROM ILLINOIS CHAPTER VII — AN UNWELCOME GUEST CHAPTER VIII — UNCLE OBED MAKES A PROPOSAL CHAPTER IX — NOTICE TO QUIT CHAPTER X — PHILIP MEETS HIS MATCH CHAPTER XI — THE TWO CONSPIRATORS CHAPTER XII — AN UNEXPECTED INVITATION CHAPTER XIII — THREE YOUNG SPORTSMEN CHAPTER XIV — WHAT HAPPENED TO HARRY IN THE WOOD CHAPTER XV — PHILIP’S BAD ADVISER CHAPTER XVI — BOUND HAND AND FOOT CHAPTER XVII. — WHAT HARRY SAW IN THE WOOD CHAPTER XVIII — HARRY’S COMMISSION CHAPTER XIX — SECOND VISIT TO THE WOOD CHAPTER XX — ON THE WAY TO NEW YORK CHAPTER XXI — A REWARD OFFERED CHAPTER XXII — BROUGHT TO BAY CHAPTER XXIII — FINDING THE BOX CHAPTER XXIV — PHILIP IN A TIGHT PLACE CHAPTER XXV — PHILIP BECOMES A PRISONER CHAPTER XXVI — PHILIP IS FORCED TO APOLOGIZE CHAPTER XXVII — THE ARREST CHAPTER XXVIII — MR. CHASE IS BROUGHT TO JUSTICE CHAPTER XXIX — HARRY BECOMES A “BONDHOLDER.” CHAPTER XXX — CONGREVE’S SCHEME CHAPTER XXXI — THE TEMPTER CHAPTER XXXII — PHILIP DOES NOT FEEL HAPPY CHAPTER XXXIII — STEALING THE BONDS CHAPTER XXXIV — PHILIP GETS RID OF HIS PLUNDER CHAPTER XXXV — THROWING SUSPICION ON HARRY CHAPTER XXXVI — HARRY IS CHARGED WITH THEFT CHAPTER XXXVII — SEARCHING THE COTTAGE CHAPTER XXXVIII — PHILIP’S SURPRISE CHAPTER XXXIX — HOW CONGREVE SUCCEEDED CHAPTER XL — PREPARING TO PROSECUTE CHAPTER XLI — HARRY MANAGES HIS OWN CASE CHAPTER XLII — CONCLUSION THE TIN BOX CHAPTER I — A COLLISION “Have you finished breakfast already, Harry?” asked Mrs. Gilbert, as Harry rose hurriedly from the table and reached for his hat, which hung on a nail especially appropriated to it. “Yes, mother. I don’t want to be late for the store. Saturday is always a busy day.” “It is a long day for you, Harry. You have to stay till nine o’clock in the evening.” “I am always glad to have Saturday come, for then I can get my money,” replied Harry, laughing. “Well, good-by, mother—I’m off.” “What should I do without him?” said Mrs. Gilbert to herself, as Harry dashed out of the yard on the way to Mead’s grocery store, where he had been employed for six months. That would have been a difficult question to answer. Mrs. Gilbert was the widow of a sea captain, who had sailed from the port of Boston three years before, and never since been heard of. It was supposed that the vessel was lost with all hands, but how the disaster occurred, or when, was a mystery that seemed never likely to be solved.