“That is my name, sir.”
“Glad to see you. Just take your traps, and come along with me. Mrs. Fox will have supper ready by the time we come.”
Harry was not, on the whole, attracted by the appearance of his guardian. There was a crafty8 look about the eyes of Mr. Fox which seemed to make his name appropriate. He surveyed his young ward5 critically.
“You’re pretty well grown,” he said.
“Yes, sir.”
“I believe I am both.”
“My boy, Joel, is as tall as you, but not so hefty. He’s goin’ to be tall like me. He’s a sharp boy—Joel.”
“By the way, you didn’t write how much property your father left.”
“After the funeral bills are paid, I presume there’ll be only about three hundred dollars left.”
Mr. Fox stopped short and whistled.
“Father hadn’t much talent at making money,” said Harry, soberly.
“I should say not. Why, that money won’t last you no time at all.”
“I am old enough to work for a living. Isn’t there something I can find to do in Colebrook?”
“I guess I can give you work myself—There’s always more or less to do ‘round a place. I keep a man part of the time, but I reckon I can let him go and take you on instead. You see, that will count on your board, and you don’t want to spend your money too fast.”
“Very well, sir. There’s only one thing I will stipulate11; I will wait a day or two before going to work. I want to look about the place a little.”
While this conversation was going on, they had traveled a considerable distance. A little distance ahead appeared a square house, painted yellow, with a barn a little back on the left, and two old wagons12 alongside.
“That’s my house,” said John Fox. “There’s Joel.”
Joel, a tall boy in figure, like his father, came forward and eyed Harry with sharp curiosity.
“Pretty well, thank you,” said Harry, not much attracted to his new acquaintance.
“Here’s Sally, too!” said John Fox. “Sally, this is my ward, Harry Vane.”
Mrs. Fox, to whom Harry was introduced at the supper table, was as peculiar15 in her appearance and as destitute16 of beauty as the rest of the family.
The next day, Harry, feeling it must be confessed, rather homesick, declined Joel’s company, and took an extended stroll about the town. He found that though the railway by which he had come was eight miles distant, there was another, passing within a mile of the village. He struck upon it, and before proceeding17 far made a startling discovery. There had been some heavy rains, which had washed out the road for a considerable distance, causing the track to give way.
“Good heavens!” thought Harry, “if a train comes over the road before this is mended, there’ll be a wreck18 and loss of life. What can I do?”
Just across the field stood a small house. In the yard the week’s washing was hung out. Among the articles was a red tablecloth19.
“Land sakes! what for?” she asked.
“To signal the train. The road’s washed away.”
“Yes, yes; I’m expectin’ my darter on that train,” answered the woman, now as excited as our hero. “Hurry up! the train’s due in fifteen minutes.”
Seizing the tablecloth, Harry gathered it quickly into a bundle and ran back to the railroad. He hurried down the track west of a curve which was a few hundred feet beyond the washout, and saw the train coming at full speed. He jumped on a fence skirting the tracks, and waved the tablecloth wildly.
“Will they see it?” he asked himself, anxiously.
It was an anxious moment for Harry as he stood waving the danger signal, uncertain whether it would attract the attention of the engineer. It did! The engineer, though not understanding the meaning of the signal, not knowing indeed, but it might be a boy’s freak, prudently21 heeded22 it, and reversing the engine, stopped the train a short distance of the place of danger.
“Thank God!” exclaimed Harry, breathing a deep sigh of relief.
The engineer alighted from the train, and when he looked ahead, needed no explanation.
“I am glad of it, sir. My heart was in my mouth, lest you should not see my signal.”
By this time the passengers, whose curiosity had been roused by the sudden halt, began to pour out of the cars.
When they saw the washout, strong men turned pale, and ladies grew faint, while many a fervent24 ejaculation of gratitude25 was heard at the wonderful escape.
“We owe our lives to this boy!” said the engineer. “It was he who stood on the fence and signaled me. We owe our deliverance to this—tablecloth.”
A small man, somewhat portly, pushed his way up to Harry.
“What is your name, my lad?” he asked, brusquely.
“Harry Vane.”
“I am the president and leading stockholder of the road, and my property has come very near being the death of me. Gentlemen”—here the president turned to the group of gentlemen around him—“don’t you think this boy deserves a testimonial?”
“Yes, yes!” returned the gentlemen, in chorus.
“So do I, and I lead off with a subscription26 of twenty dollars.”
One after another followed the president’s lead, the president himself making the rounds bareheaded, and gathering27 the contributions in his hat.
“Oh, sir!” said Harry, as soon as he understood what was going forward, “don’t reward me for what was only my duty. I should be ashamed to accept anything for the little I have done.”
“You may count it little to save the lives of a train full of people,” said the president, dryly, “but we set a slight value upon our lives and limbs. Are you rich?”
“No, sir.”
“So I thought. Well, you needn’t be ashamed to accept a little testimonial of our gratitude. You must not refuse.”
When all so disposed had contributed, the president gathered the bills from the hat and handed the pile to Harry.
“Take them, my boy,” he said, “and make good use of them. I shall owe you a considerable balance, for I value my life at more than twenty dollars. Here is my card. If you ever need a friend, or a service, call on me.”
Then the president gave directions to the engineer to run back to the preceding station, where there was a telegraph office, from which messages could be sent in both directions to warn trains of the washout.
Harry was left with his hands full of money, hardly knowing whether he was awake or dreaming.
One thing seemed to him only fair—to give the owner of the tablecloth some small share of the money, as an acknowledgment for the use of her property.
“Here, Madam,” said Harry, when he had retraced28 his steps to the house, “is your tablecloth, for which I am much obliged. It saved the train.”
“Well, I’m thankful! Little did I ever think a tablecloth would do so much good. Why, it only cost me a dollar and a quarter.”
“Allow me to ask your acceptance of this bill to pay you for the use of it.”
“Land sakes! why, you’ve given me ten dollars!”
“It’s all right. It came from the passengers. They gave me something too.”
“You didn’t tell me your name.”
“My name is Harry Vane.”
“Do you live round here? I never heerd the name afore.”
“I’ve just come to the village. I’m going to live with John Fox.”
“Not very near. He’s my guardian.”
“If he hears you’ve had any money give you, he’ll want to take care of it for you.”
This consideration had not occurred to Harry. Indeed, he had for so short a time been the possessor of the money, of which he did not know the amount, that this was not surprising.
“Well, good-morning!” he said.
“Good-morning! It’s been a lucky mornin’ for both of us.”
“I must go somewhere where I can count this money unobserved,” he said to himself.
Not far away he saw a ruined shed.
Harry entered the shed, and sitting down on a log, took out the bills, which he had hurriedly stuffed in his pocket, and began to count them.
“Almost three hundred dollars!” murmured Harry, joyously29. “It has been, indeed, a lucky morning for me. It has nearly doubled my property.”
The question arose in his mind: “Should he give this money to Mr. Fox to keep for him?”
“No,” he decided30, “I won’t give him this money. I won’t even let him know I have it.” Where, then, could he conceal31 it? Looking about him, he noticed a little, leather-covered, black trunk, not more than a foot long, and six inches deep. It was locked, but a small key was in the lock.
Opening the trunk he found it empty. The lock seemed in good condition. He made a pile of the bills, and depositing them in this receptacle, locked the trunk and put the key in his pocket.
Now for a place of concealment32.
Harry came out of the shed, and looked scrutinizingly around him. Not far away was a sharp elevation33 surmounted34 by trees. The hill was a gravelly formation, and therefore dry. At one point near a withered35 tree, our hero detected a cavity, made either by accident or design. Its location near the tree made it easy to discover.
With a little labor36 he enlarged and deepened the hole, till he could easily store away the box in its recess37, then covered it up carefully, and strewed38 grass and leaves over all to hide the traces of excavation39.
“There that will do,” he said, in a tone of satisfaction.
He had reserved for possible need fifteen dollars in small bills, which he put into his pocketbook.
John Fox had heard the news in the post office, and started off at once for the scene of danger.
“How’d they hear of the washout?” he asked, puzzled.
“I heerd that a boy discovered it, and signaled the train,” said his neighbor.
“How did he do it?”
“Waved a shawl or somethin’.”
“That don’t seem likely; where would a boy find a shawl?”
His informant looked puzzled.
“Like as not he borrowed it of Mrs. Brock,” he suggested.
Mrs. Brock was the woman living in the small house near by, so that the speaker’s surmise40 was correct. It struck John Fox as possible, and he said so.
“I guess I’ll go and ask the Widder Brock,” he said. “She must have seen the train, livin’ so near as she does.”
“I’ll go along with you.”
“Good-mornin,’ Mrs. Brock,” said John Fox.
“You’ve come nigh havin’ a causality here.”
“You’re right there, Mr. Fox,” answered Mrs. Brock. “I was awful skeered about it, for I thought my Nancy might be on the train. When the boy run into my yard——”
“The boy! What boy?” asked Fox, eagerly.
“It was that boy you are guardeen of.”
“What, Harry Vane?” ejaculated Fox, in genuine surprise.
“Tell me all about it, Mrs. Brock.”
“Well, you see, he ran into my yard all out of breath, and grabbin’ a red tablecloth from the line, asked me if I would lend it to him. ‘Land sakes!’ says I, ‘what do you want of a tablecloth?’”
“‘The track’s washed away,’ he said, ‘and I want to signal the train. There’s danger of an accident.’ Of course, I let him have it, and he did signal the train, standin’ on the fence, and wavin’ the tablecloth. So the train was saved!”
“And did he bring back the tablecloth?”
“Of course, he did, and that wasn’t all. He brought me a ten-dollar bill to pay for the use of it.”
“You hadn’t no claim on the money if you are his guardeen. A collection was took up by the passengers, and given to the boy, and he thought I ought to have pay for use of the tablecloth, so he gave me a ten-dollar bill—and a little gentleman he is, too.”
“A collection taken up for my ward?” repeated Fox, pricking43 up his ears. “Well, well! that is news.”
John Fox was already on his way back to the road. He was anxious to find his ward.
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