The Tin Box and What it Contained

bert, as Harry rose hurriedly from the table and reached for

o be late for the store. Sat

arry. You have to stay till

or then I can get my money," replied Harry

elf, as Harry dashed out of the yard on the way to Mead's

ert was the widow of a sea captain, who had sailed from the po

hands, but how the disaster occurred, or when, w

s mortgaged for half its value, and a small sum of money in the savings

eek. This he regularly paid to his mother, and, with the little she herself was able to earn, they lived comfortably. It was hard work for Harry,

t for a boy of that age, with a strong frame and a br

wagon for the delivery of goods to customers. Most boys of his a

e store Mr. Mead,

as you can, Harry. There are

y to the stable, which stood in the rear of the store. It was

er than a lane. Why it had been made so narrow was unaccountable, for there was certainly land enough to be had, and that of

en buggy of rather a pretentious character, driven by a schoolmate, Ph

gant temper. The horse and buggy he drove were his own-that is, they had been given him by his father on his last birthday-and he

oaching, he proceeded to turn hi

de no such move, bu

ut?" thought Harry. "How

urn out, Philip?

lf!" retorted Ph

doing," said Harr

!" said the young g

, stopping his horse. "Do you expect to

antly; but he, too, reined up his horse, so

s shoulders, and

o you expec

t as far as you can,"

oked, and not

t turn out another inch," he said, fir

e a fool?" demanded Ph

ainly act

w you talk, you beggar!" e

eggar than you a

hing but a working

ry. "I've got just as much

an," asserted

'd better turn out pretty quick, f

urn out

irit; "and no one but you would be un

ettling himself back provokingly in his se

only ask you to do your share of turning. We have equal rights he

Gilbert. I don't take o

out?" asked Harry, ga

retorted Philip,

ive on," said Ha

uldn't

at the end of that time you don't turn out, I wi

doubtfully. Would he r

ed. "Anyway, I'm not going to give w

ht or not. I can only say that he claimed no more than his

ed Harry, and so on un

id: "I ask you, Philip, for the las

till I ge

arry's sole reply. And hi

ge. The buggy was of light structure, built for speed, and was no match for it. The two ca

an ineffectual blow with his whip at Harry, as he found himself go

wreck of the buggy, and then halting it, jump

violent jerk freed himself from the