The Tin Box, and What it ContainedAlger, Horatio, Jr.
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The Tin Box, and What it Contained
Alger, Horatio, Jr.
Diligence -- Juvenile fiction; Success -- Juvenile fiction; Youth -- Conduct of life -- Juvenile fiction
“You will wonder how I became so rich,” said Mr. Wilkins, after a
pause. “I will tell you. Ten years ago I befriended a young man, and
furnished him the means to go to California. There he prospered, and
became very rich. A year since he returned, on a visit, and, to my
amazement, insisted upon my accepting seventy thousand dollars as a
free gift. This, added to the little property I already had, made me
worth rather over seventy-five thousand dollars. Recently, feeling
lonely, I came East, intending, if my relatives here received me
kindly, to make my home with them, and make Philip Ross my heir. You
know how my expectations were disappointed. It was a grief to me, but
it is all right now. I look upon you and your mother as relatives, and
I intend to treat you as such, and, in return, I know you will provide
me with a happy home during my few remaining years.”
It is needless to say what hearty assurances Uncle Obed received that
his happiness would be consulted, and secured, so far as Harry and his
mother were able to effect it.
The next day Uncle Obed, accompanied by Harry, went to the city, and
returned the owner of the Carrington estate.
The Gilberts immediately began to make arrangements for moving into the
new house. No sooner did Colonel Ross and his family receive a hint of
what was going on than in amazement Mrs. Ross called at the little
cottage, where she found all in confusion.
“Is it true, Uncle Obed,” asked Mrs. Ross, abruptly, “that you are a
rich man?”
“I believe so, Niece Lucinda,” answered the old man, meekly.
“I am so glad,” said Mrs. Ross, with suavity. “We all rejoice in your
good fortune, dear uncle! And now, Uncle Obed, you must come over to
our house at once. We will set aside the best room for you, and we will
try to make you happy. This little house is not suitable for you.”
“So I thought, and for that reason I have bought the Carrington place.”
“So I heard,” said Mrs. Ross; “but, of course, you won’t think of
living there alone?”
“No; Mrs. Gilbert and Harry will live with me there.”
Mrs. Ross darted a glance of hatred and suspicion at the widow, whom
she mentally accused of scheming for Uncle Obed’s wealth.
“Better let the place, and come to live with us, dear Uncle Obed,” she
said, sweetly.
“No, thank you. We’ll be good neighbors, Niece Lucinda, and I shall be
glad to exchange calls; but I want a home of my own.”
And to this determination Mr. Wilkins adhered, in spite of all his
niece could say.
So Harry and his mother and his aunt took up their residence at the
fine Carrington house, which Uncle Obed took care to support in a
befitting manner, though not extravagantly.
He bought a horse and carriage, and engaged Tom Calder as a stable boy,
as we have already hinted. Harry began at once to prepare for college,
under the care of the minister.
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