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 Front Cover
 Frontispiece
 Title Page
 Table of Contents
 Leaving home
 Harry's schoolfellows
 Lessons
 The strawberries
 Harry begins to go wrong
 The hardbake
 Doing wrong
 Out at night
 Found out
 The fire
 Next morning
 Conscience
 Harry confesses
 Lawton in the study
 Forgiveness
 Francis Elton
 Advertising
 Back Cover
 Spine






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Creator: Marryat, Emilia, 1837-1875
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Table of Contents
    Front Cover
        Front Cover 1
        Front Cover 2
    Frontispiece
        Frontispiece
    Title Page
        Page 1
        Page 2
    Table of Contents
        Page 3
        Page 4
    Leaving home
        Page 5
        Page 6
        Page 7
        Page 8
        Page 9
        Page 10
        Page 11
    Harry's schoolfellows
        Page 12
        Page 13
        Page 14
        Page 15
        Page 16
        Page 17
        Page 18
        Page 19
        Page 20
    Lessons
        Page 21
        Page 22
        Page 23
        Page 24
        Page 25
    The strawberries
        Page 26
        Page 27
        Page 28
        Page 29
        Page 30
        Page 31
        Page 32
        Page 32a
        Page 33
        Page 34
    Harry begins to go wrong
        Page 35
        Page 36
        Page 37
        Page 38
        Page 39
        Page 40
        Page 41
        Page 42
        Page 43
        Page 44
    The hardbake
        Page 45
        Page 46
        Page 47
        Page 48
        Page 49
        Page 50
    Doing wrong
        Page 51
        Page 52
        Page 52a
        Page 53
        Page 54
    Out at night
        Page 55
        Page 56
        Page 57
        Page 58
        Page 59
    Found out
        Page 60
        Page 61
        Page 62
        Page 63
        Page 64
        Page 65
    The fire
        Page 66
        Page 67
        Page 68
        Page 68a
        Page 69
    Next morning
        Page 70
        Page 71
        Page 72
        Page 73
    Conscience
        Page 74
        Page 75
        Page 76
        Page 77
    Harry confesses
        Page 78
        Page 79
        Page 80
        Page 81
    Lawton in the study
        Page 82
        Page 83
        Page 84
        Page 85
    Forgiveness
        Page 86
        Page 87
        Page 88
        Page 89
    Francis Elton
        Page 90
        Page 91
        Page 92
        Page 93
        Page 94
        Page 95
    Advertising
        A 1
        A 2
        A 3
        A 4
        A 5
        A 6
        A 7
        A 8
        A 9
        A 10
        A 11
        A 12
        A 13
        A 14
        A 15
        A 16
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        A 20
        A 21
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        A 25
        A 26
        A 27
        A 28
        A 29
        A 30
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    Back Cover
        Back Cover 1
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    Spine
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EMILIA MARRYAT,
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AUTHOR OP LONG EVENINGS, OR STORIES FOR MY LITTLE FRIENDS."


WITH ILLUSTRATIONS BY JOHN ABSOLON.





LONDON:
GRIFFITH AND FARRAN
(SUCCESSORS TO NEWBERY AND HARRIS),
CORNER OF ST. PAUL'S CHURCHYARD.
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PRINTED BY WERTHEIMER AND CO
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CONTENTS.


CHAP.
1. LEAVING HOME .

2. HARRY'S SCHOOLFELLOWS

3. LEssos .

4. THE STRAWBERRIES

5. IARRY BEGINS TO GO WRONG

6. TIIE HARDBAKE

7. )DOIG WRONG
8. Our AT NIGhIT

9. FOUXD OUT

10. THE FIRE

11. NEXT MORNING.

12. CONSCIENCE
13. IIARRY CONFESSES

14. LAWlON IN THE STUDY

15. FORGIVENESS

16. FRANCIS ELTON .


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HARRY AT SCHOOL.

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CHAPTER I.

LEAVING HOME.

IT was Monday morning; and there was such a
bustle and stir all over the house where Mr. and
Mrs. Blake lived. The breakfast had been laid for
a long time, but nobody came to eat it. The tea was
so strong, from standing, that I do not think it could
have been fit to drink.
Then in the hall, there was a large box ready
corded as if for travelling. The cat could not under-
stand it. She went into the breakfast-room, and
looked at the table, and cried Mew! for she wanted
some milk; but no one was there to take any notice
of her. She smnlt the trunk in the hall, and then
jumped on the top of it; but could not read the
address on the card, so that she was not any the
wiser; then she ran into the kitchen, and looked into
the cook's face to ask her what was the matter; but
Cook said Get away, Puss, don't stand in my way;





HARRY AT SCHOOL.


I am busy." Everybody seemed busy; and what do
you think it was all about?
Harry was going to school. The great trunk in
the hall belonged to him: it was full of his clothes,
and books, and playthings; and all the hurry and
bustle was because Papa and Harry had to go by an
early train, as the school was some distance off.
A few minutes later, everybody in the house was
in the breakfast-room; everybody but Harry's Mamma;
she was not there: and Mr. Blake read prayers, and
after prayers, Harry's little sister Amy poured out
the tea. Harry sat looking at his empty plate, and
thinking of having to say Good-bye, and go to school.
"You must eat something my dear," said Papa.
I am not hungry Papa," said Harry, "indeed I
could not eat anything."
"You must try," Papa answered. "You must
not start without any breakfast."
Harry took some bread and butter, and tried to eat
it; but as soon as he put it in his mouth, it seemed
as if it would choke him, and he laid it down again;
and the tears dripped from his eyes on to the bread
and butter. Papa took no notice at first; but pre-
sently Harry hid his face in his hands, and began to
sob. Then Papa went to him, and drew him on to
his knee, and kissed him. Harry was quite a little
boy, he was only eight years old; and although it is
silly, and like a baby, to cry when we are hurt, or
when we are teased, and naughty to cry when we
are out of temper; it is not babyish or wrong to





LEAVING HOME.


cry when we say Good-bye to those whom we love.
When Mr. Blake kissed Harry, the little boy's tears
and sobs came faster; and he clung to his Papa and
cried bitterly. Papa did not check him for some
time; but when he was more quiet he said-
It is very hard, I am sure, my poor child; but
you know well I would not send you from me if it
could be avoided; you must look forward to the
holiday-time, when, I trust in God, we shall all meet
again, and dear Mamma will be strong and well.
You must try not to distress poor Mamma, Harry,
by letting her see you cry."
When Harry looked up, he saw that his Papa's
eyes were full of tears; and he jumped up quickly
and said-
"No, Papa, I will not cry before Mamma if I can
help it; I will try not."
You see he was a brave little boy.
Then he went back to the breakfast-table when his
Papa told him, and found that he could eat his bread
and butter.
After breakfast, Harry kept his word, when he
went to say Good-bye to poor Mamma. She was so
ill that she could not get out of bed, and it was
because of her illness, that Harry had to go to
school. Until then, Mr. Blake had always given
Harry lessons; but now Papa and Mamma were
both going abroad, to a warmer country, and they
could not take Harry with them. It was rather hard
not to cry when he kissed his Mamma, and saw her





HARRY AT SCHOOL.


looking so thin and pale, and thought what a long
time it would be before lie saw her again. But he
had promised, and Harry knew it is a very wicked
thing to break a promise, and he felt very glad
that he had not cried, when his Papa called him a
good kind little boy, and seeemd so pleased with
him.
It was some time before they could get off, even
after the carriage was at the door to take them to
the train. Harry had to say Good-bye to the ser-
vants. I am sure Cook cried as she kissed him, and
then she gave him a large plum-cake, which she had
packed up in a parcel for him. So that was what
had made Cook so busy, when she said to Pussy,
Get away, don't stand in my way."
Poor Pussy had to be said Good-bye to; but she
did not understand that Iarry was going to school;
so she did not seem to care much about it, and she
purred when Harry spoke to her, whereas she ought
to have said Mew."
At the last moment, just as they were setting off,
little Amy ran out and gave Harry a little basket of
sandwiches and cakes. Harry felt as if he could
never touch cakes or sandwiches again; so he placed
them by his side, in the carriage, and looked out of
the window; for he could not help the tears running
down his cheeks, and he did not wish his Papa to
see them.
It was a beautiful day, and the sun made the trees
and the hedges look bright and pleasant, but poor






LEAVING HOME.


Harry scarcely noticed them, for he was thinking cf
his Mamma.
At length they arrived at the railway station, and
there was such a bustle, and so many people running
to and fro, and such piles and trucks of luggage,
and the porters were so quick, and the engines made
such a noise, that Harry could not help being amused;
and by the time Papa and he took their seats in one
of the carriages, he was laughing and talking as fast
as usual, and thought that, after all, going to school
was not so bad. The train had not gone many miles
before he began to feel hungry, and it was not very
long before little Amy's basket of sandwiches and
cakes was quite empty.
But Harry's distress came back again as the train
stopped and they got out, and, taking a fly, drove to
the school house. He did not cry again, for he felt
afraid of going to school with red eyes. When Mr.
Blake walked into the house, Harry hung back such
a way behind, that Papa had to call to him, and by
the time he entered the drawing-room, and said to a
gentleman who came to meet him, I have brought
my little son," the "little son" was somewhere hidden
behind the door. The gentleman to whom Mr. Blake
spoke was Dr. Owen, the master of the school; he
was tall and thin, and had a rather bald head and
wore spectacles ; he was a good deal older than
Harry's Papa. Harry felt so shy, that he could not
say a word when the gentleman asked him some
questions, and so he was sent out into the garden,






HARRY AT SCHOOL.


which was just in front of the window, while Dr.
Owen and Mr. Blake talked together.
After a time he was called in, for Mr. Blake was
going away. Then Harry forgot even that Dr. Owen
was in the room when he said Good-bye to his Papa;
he could not speak for crying and sobbing, and he
could not hear half that his Papa said to comfort him;
one thing he heard, for it came back to his min'd
that same evening as he was going to bed. It was
this-
"Remember my child, that you are not left alone,
your Heavenly Father is with you ; remember that
His eye is always upon you, in your lessons, and in
your play: think always that He sees you, and above
all things, Harry, never forget to ask for His help
every day you live."
"I will, Papa, I will," sobbed Harry, "but oh, I
cannot bear it, I cannot say Good-bye, dear Papa."
But the next moment Harry found himself alone in
the drawing-room with Dr. Owen, and he heard the
wheels of the carriage driving away.
Dr. Owen did not speak to him for some time, he
let the little boy cry, but when he was more quiet, he
said. Come here to me, Harry, I want to say some-
thing to you."
Harry went shyly to him, but Dr. Owen's voice was
so kind, that he did. not feel so much afraid of him as
at first.
Dr. Owen said, "Do you love your Papa very much?"
"Of course I do," said Harry.






LEAVING HOME. 11

Then would you not think it best to do what
would please him most?" asked Dr. Owen.
Harry said Yes."
Now I think, were he here, he would prefer your
behaving like a little man, drying your eyes, and
coming with me into the school-room to make
acquaintance with the other little boys. Do not you ?"
Harry thought that his Papa would have said much
the same thing, so he answered, Yes, Sir, I think
he would, I will try if you please."
So Dr. Owen took him by the hand and led him to
the school-room.












CHAPTER II.

HARRY'S SCHOOLFELLOWS.

As Dr. Owen and Harry came near the school-room,
they heard a humming noise, which became louder as
they stopped at the door; but when the Doctor opened
it and went in, the noise ceased all at once. The
boys were all learning their lessons for the next day,
that is what had made the humming; but they
looked up from their books as the door opened; and
when they saw who it was, they stood up.
Harry felt very shy at the sight of so many strange
faces; and he held Dr. Owen's hand tighter, for he
was getting used to him.
Elton," said the Doctor, and when he spoke, one
of the tallest of the boys came forward to him;
" Elton, I introduce Harry Blake to you: see to
him."
Several of the other boys whispered together as
the Doctor spoke, Elton held out his hand to Harry,
who shook it shyly; and then Dr. Owen left the
room.
No sooner was he gone, and out of hearing, than
one of the boys called out, in a rude voice,-






HARRY'S SCHOOLFELLOWS.


That's what I call a sell! Here Elton will be
coming over this new chap with his humbug; and
there will be very little fun for us. Hollo! I say!
What's your name?"
Blake," said Harry.
And who's your father? asked the boy.
Harry put his hands on his hips, and gave him no
answer.
Well! you needn't look so cocky, youngster," said
the boy, as several of the others laughed; now, I'll
give you a piece of advice, Blake, or whatever your
name is: don't you attend to anything that fellow
Elton says to you; you won't, unless you're a muff
like himself."
Elton smiled; and Harry, sitting down by him,
said in a low voice,-
Are you a muff, Elton ? "
I suppose so," answered Elton laughing; they
all call me so."
Do you mind?" asked Harry.
Not much," said Elton, and he coloured as he
spoke; it cannot matter much."
I should not like them all to think me a muff,"
said Harry gravely, looking round the school-room at
the boys. I wonder if they will think me one ?"
His wondering was put an end to by the same boy
who had spoken before, and whose name Harry found
to be Tom Lawton. This boy suddenly flung all his
lesson-books one after the other at the ceiling. Some
of them fell again without their covers; but that did






HARRY AT SCHOOL.


not matter to Tom. He gathered them up again any-
how, and tossed them into his locker; and then danced
about the room, and over the forms, making faces,
and with his hair all hanging over his eyes, and look-
ing just like a wild boy.
You haven't learnt your lessons already, Lawton,
surely?" asked another boy, whose name was Dick-
son.
Quite well enough for me," said Tom; and quite
well enough for old Owen. I'm for cricket."
"All right!" said Dickson; "that's enough for
to-day." And because Lawton had thrown his books
at the ceiling, of course, Dickson must do the same;
and half-a-dozen other silly little boys all followed his
example; and then they all danced about the room
as Lawton had done.
What funny boys!" said Harry, laughing; how
they do amuse me, to be sure! "
"I say! Can you play cricket, Blake? asked
Lawton.
Harry answered, Yes."
All right come on, then," Lawton said.
I would sooner wait till Elton comes," said Harry.
Oh you muff! Sooner wait till his Lordship comes !
Well, wait then. I don't want you; but you'll have
to wait a precious long time; for Elton is of so noble
and exalted a mind that he actually learns his lessons,
and that can't be done in a few minutes."
Why, I thought you had learnt yours," said
Harry.






HARRY'S SCHOOLFELLOWS.


Lawton made a face, and most of the others cut
capers; and so they left the room, all but Elton and
Harry, and two others, who still sat at their books,
whose names were Grey and Ward.
What does he mean?" said Harry, feeling and
looking very puzzled; I am sure, he said he knew his
lessons. I wish he wouldn't call me a muff. I don't
like it."
You musn't mind being laughed at youngster,"
said Ward; there are worse things than that."
"But I do mind it very much," answered Harry. I
don't like it at all."
Ward returned to his books, and Grey said,-
You won't have been here many hours before you
will find out how much Lawton is worth. He is a
stupid bully."
He seemed to me so very funny and clever," said
Harry. I could not help laughing even to look at
him. Is he really stupid, Elton?"
The more you talk, the longer I shall be learning
my lessons," answered Elton; "so if you want
to 'play cricket this afternoon, you had better be
silent."
Harry kept thinking of Lawton's words, and feeling
very vexed about them. He did not know that he
had spoken out loud, but he said, "I wish he had not
called me a muff."
Elton looked up, and asked, What is a muff,
Blake? "
I don't know," said Harry.





HARRY AT SCHOOL.


Then I don't think you need worry yourself about
being called one," said Elton laughing.
But it is very disagreeable to be called names,
and all that," said Harry.
I think it depends a good deal upon who calls the
names," said Elton.
At length, Elton closed his books, and they were
put away; and then, getting out his cricket-bat, he
ran downstairs, followed by Harry, and, presently
afterwards, by Ward and Grey.
Hollo, Elton! Here you are at last! shouted out
Lawton, as they reached the play-ground. We
haven't had a good game yet. Sayers can't bowl any
better than a baby; and I'm the only one here fit to
be seen for play. I don't know what has come to
Dickson. Here, my Lord! you bat; and show them
how to do it."
Why do you call Elton My Lord?" asked Harry.
Because of the great respect we all feel for him,"
answered Lawton, winking first one eye, and then the
other; and because he carries himself with such an
air like this." And Lawton drew himself up very stiffly,
and stuck out his chest, and strutted up and down.
Harry laughed, but he said. If you think you
look a bit like Elton you are quite wrong, for you are
only about half his height, and your mouth is just
twice as big."
Lawton turned red, and was going to answer angrily,
when he tripped over a stone on the ground and
sprawled upon his face. All the boys screamed with






HARRY'S SCHOOLFELLOWS.


laughter, which was very unkind and very rude,
excepting Harry, who more like a gentleman, felt sorry
that Lawton had fallen, and said he hoped he had not
hurt himself, at which Lawton answered, Get out
with you."
Elton had long ago run to his place by the wicket,
and now began calling to Lawton to begin to play.
Elton was the best batter in the school, and Lawton
bowled, so that the game went on gloriously. The
boys shouted, and called out, and laughed, and they
all had great fun. Harry thought lie had never seen
so good a game, and he felt quite delighted that Elton
could not be bowled out; he thought he looked so
nice as he stood at the wicket, with his face all flushed
with exercise and pleasure, and his light curling hair
blowing about when he ran. Elton made a long score
before he was bowled out ; and everybody was making
as much noise as they possibly could, and all talking
at once, and shouting as loudly as they could shout ;
when Elton threw down his bat and gave place to
Sayers, and then they saw that Dr. Owen was stand-
ing amongst them, watching the game, and they had
not known he was there.
Harry ran towards him when he saw him, and said,
"Is'nt it fun, Sir?"
Great fun;" answered the Doctor, "there is
nothing like cricket for boys; mark this, Blake !" and
the Doctor placed his hand kindly upon Harry's head
as he spoke. Elton plays better than any boy in
the school, and yet he learns better than any boy
in the school also."





HARRY AT SCHOOL.


The afternoon, although it was a half-holiday, did
not seem to the boys long enough for cricket, and
they all looked quite vexed when the tea bell rang;
however, when they came to think of it, they all agreed
that they were very hungry, and Harry thought that
school was certainly the very pleasantest place in all
the world, for every body seemed so merry.
I have said that Harry thought again of his Papa's
words before he went to bed; when they came to his
mind he was about to kneel down and say his prayers.
All the other boys, who were in the same room
with him were making such a noise, and throwing
pillows at each other, that Harry waited for them to
be more quiet. He was undressed, and standing in
his night-shirt.
"Why don't you get into bed!" asked Sayers.
"I was waiting till you had all done talking!" said
Harry ; "I have not said my prayers."
That's good!" shouted Sayers ; "do you think we
are going to leave off talking for you, you young stupid.
I say Lawton!" and Sayers opened the door, which
led into the next room; "here's a fellow wants to say
his prayers, and begs that we will be as quiet as mice
while he does so."
Harry colored as red as crimson, and said.
I think you are a very wicked boy."
"Do you, indeed!" said Sayers.
Lawton stood in the door-way laughing. And
what do you think of me?" he asked; "come, speak
out;" for Harry looked half frightened,





HARRY'S SCHOOLFELLOWS.


"You have no right to laugh, Lawton."
"And why not," asked Lawton.
"Because it is wrong to laugh at what is wicked,"
answered Harry.
Lawton walked up to him, and took him by the
shoulder; he held him so hard that Harry could hardly
help calling out.
You little rascal," said Lawton; how dare you
tell me I am wrong. Beg my pardon this minute."
No!" said Harry, for I have said nothing wrong;
you told me to say what I think, and I do think so."
"Beg my pardon!" said Lawton, holding him
harder still; the tears came into Harry's eyes, for
Lawton pinched him; but he shook his head.
Obstinate little wretch," said Lawton, "I'll thrash
you if you don't."
"You'll do nothing of the kind!" said Elton, who
just then came into the room. What is the matter ?"
Several of the boys began telling what had happened.
Elton said-
"Blake was quite right; Sayers is a wicked boy;
and you, Lawton, are a cowardly bully, who cannot
bear to hear the truth."
Take care, Elton," said Lawton, getting crimson,
"take care what you say."
Take' care what you do:" answered Elton, do
not try to bully little Blake; I won't allow it."
Elton left the room. When he was gone, Lawton
said he would not put up with it, and a great deal more;
but Dickson whispered to Sayers, that Lawton was





20 HARRY AT SCHOOL.

always very grand with his words, but he was too
much afraid of Elton to say such things when he was
there.
Lawton was a cowardly boy ; if he had been a brave
boy he would not have hurt a little fellow like Harry
Blake, for brave boys are always kind and gentle to
those younger than themselves. Harry tried to say
his prayers through all the din and noise, but he could
not do so. I am sorry to say that all the three other
little boys jumped into bed without any prayers at all.
But when they were asleep, Harry got out of bed,
and knelt down in the dark and prayed.
You see Harry began well; when he went to school
he was in the midst of a great deal more wrong and
naughtiness than he had ever seen before; and it was
God only, who could keep him from evil.
He began very well.














CHAPTER III.

LESSONS.
THE next day, of course, Harry had to begin lessons.
He did not dislike learning, because, although it is
much pleasanter to play than to work, Harry was
quite old enough to know, that if he played all day
while he was a boy, and took no pains to learn, that
when he grew into a man, no one would care to speak
to him, and all would laugh at him, because he knew
nothing like other people. There are a great many
things in this world which are not quite agreeable, but
which must be done. Lessons are some of those
things.
Tom Lawton did not seem to think so. He had,
the day before, you remember, thrown away his books,
and said he knew his lessons quite well enough; but,
when it came to saying them, he found he did not
know them at all. Harry saw him writing words
upon his finger nails, and he asked him what that
was for.
Oh! that's part of my lessons," said Tom. That's
C






HARRY AT SCHOOL.


the only way to do things; when I forget what comes
next, I look at my nails."
That's all the same as if you were looking at the
book," said Harry.
Just as good," Tom answered.
I don't think the Doctor would be pleased, if he
saw it," Harry said.
Oh," said Lawton, "the Doctor never finds out.
I'll take care of that."
Harry was silent for a moment; but he felt as if he
must speak. When he did, he said, getting very
red,-
Lawton, I think it is very dishonorable, and
very mean; it's just the same as if you told a
story."
You insolent little began Lawton, but, at
that moment, the Doctor came in, and Lawton was
obliged to be silent; but he gave Harry a great
kick on his leg, so that he could scarcely help
crying out.
Harry knew his lessons quite well when he was
called up; and Doctor Owen smiled at him as he
gave back the book, so that Harry grew quite red
with pleasure. He walked back to his seat, and found
Lawton correcting an exercise.
The boy held, hidden under his slate, a Key to the
exercise.
"Where did you get it?" asked Harry.
You just mind your own business," answered
Lawton. I am not going to be questioned, or






LESSONS.


brought to task by you. It is my own book, and not
yours-and, now, you may go and tell the Doctor
I've got it, if you like, you little sneak."
I am not a sneak," said Harry; "and you are a
very bad boy. I shall not tell the Doctor, for it's a
shabby thing to tell tales."
It seemed to Harry that all Tom Lawton's lessons
were got through in the same way. He was too idle
to learn anything.
When playtime came, Lawton walked up to Harry,
to pay him off for his insolence, as he called it; and,
as Elton was not present, and Lawton was much the
stronger of the two, he shook Harry well. Poor Harry
was both hurt and frightened. He held out as long
as he could; as long as Lawton was with him; but,
when he got into the garden, he burst into tears;
and cried and sobbed as he ran down the walk,
until he was stopped, by running into the arms of
Elton.
"Why, what is the matter, youngster?" Elton
asked.
Harry told him, as well as he could for his crying.
Lawton won't take that sort of thing from a little
fellow, you see," said Elton.
But was I not right? Is it not dishonorable-
is it not a story?" asked Harry.
Yes."
And if I were a sneak, and told the Doctor, would
not Lawton be punished?"
Yes, certainly."





HARRY AT SCHOOL.


Then, why should I not say it?'! asked Harry.
Only, if you say it, you must take the shaking
also," said Elton, smiling.
Elton, is not Lawton a very wicked boy?"
"Harry," said Elton, gravely, "you would be
quite as wicked a boy, if God did not keep you from
it: remember that."
"No, I would not," said Harry; "I declare I
would not; I would never do such mean, naughty
things as Lawton does. I should be ashamed."
You might do other things as bad, Harry."
No, indeed," said Harry. I would never be
wicked, like Lawton. He is a most naughty boy,
for he laughed at my saying my prayers; and,
do you know, he used wicked words this morning,
Elton."
Still, you or I would be quite as wicked, if God
did not keep us," said Elton: remember that."
Harry looked up into his face. Elton was quite a
boy, though he was, perhaps, five or six years older
than Harry: but he now spoke as gravely as a man.
Who told you so?" he asked.
The Bible says so," answered Elton.
Are not you good, then? I am sure you are.
The Doctor says you are the best boy in the school."
There never was but One who was good, Harry,"
said Elton, smiling again.
Who was that?" asked Harry, in a low voice, for
he could guess who Elton meant-but he felt shy
about saying it.





LESSONS. 25

The Lord Jesus," Elton answered.
Harry walked silently by his side for some minutes,
looking into his face, and wondering that Elton, who
was not yet a man, should say such things. When
they reached the end of the garden walk, he placed
his hand in that of the elder boy, and said, gently,
I love you, Elton."













CHAPTER IV.

THE STRAWBERRIES.

DOCTOR OWEN had a nice large garden, which joined
on to the playground. The boys were allowed to go
in the greater part of it; but there was one part which
was railed off, with a low iron fence; into that part
the boys were not allowed to go. It was very full of
flowers, and there was a number of fruit trees; and
all along one side of it, next to a wall, was a broad
border of strawberry plants. The strawberries were
now ripe.
I think, if the little boys had been allowed to run
about in this garden, close to the strawberry bed, it
would have been very difficult for them to resist
eating the fruit. That must have been the reason
that the Doctor had the garden railed off.
One day Lawton stood spinning a top, close to the
iron fence, while Harry Blake watched him at a little
distance.
Each time Lawton's top left off spinning, and he
took it up again, he looked at the Doctor's garden, as
he wound it up.






THE STRAWBERRIES.


I say, Blake," said he, after a time, come
here."
Harry went to him.
I say," said Lawton, don't those strawberries
look jolly? They're as ripe as can be."
Yes," said Harry; I was looking at them yes-
terday. I should like to eat them."
All right," said Lawton; come on."
Harry laughed, thinking that Lawton was joking;
and said I wish I had a whole lot of them-that I
do. Look at that very big fellow, there; isn't he ripe? "
Blake," said a voice near; that's a rather dan-
gerous place for you to be standing in. Much better
come away."
You don't think I would take any, Elton, do
you?" said Harry, getting very red.
No; I don't believe you would, now; but wishing
is not safe."
I'll come directly, Elton," said Harry, as Elton
moved away.
As soon as his back was turned, Lawton jumped
the fence, and stood on the other side. Who cares
for him, I'd like to know?" said he. Come on,
Blake."
Not really, Lawton; not really. Remember, the
Doctor has forbidden us. He told me so, himself,
when first I came. Pray come back?"
Well, I think it is uncommonly greedy of the
Doctor, to keep them all to himself," said Lawton;
" we ought to have our share."






HARRY AT SCHOOL.


Lawton, do come back," said Harry.
Shall I run round the garden?" asked Lawton.
No, you must not," said Harry.
Dare me! and I'11 run round three times."
Oh, Lawton," said Harry, laughing.
Dare me! and I'll jump over all the beds."
Don't be ridiculous, Lawton."
Dare me! and I 'l bite off this big strawberry,
and say the slugs did it."
Oh, nonsense, Lawton; you must be joking, for
you could not think of doing such things as that."
"Such things as that! why not? I'd pick a
bushel for twopence," said Lawton.
Then you'd be stealing them; and you'd be no
better than a thief, for they don't belong to you," said
Harry, angrily.
And, pray, what business would it be of yours?
and I'll thank you not to be insolent," said Lawton,
beginning to bully.
You would!"
And, pray, what more?" asked Lawton.
I shall not tell you," said Harry, walking away,
very stiffly, down the gravel walk. Lawton laughed
out loud, which made Harry feel very angry, but he
did not turn round.
When the bell rang, for the boys to go in to school,
Lawton came running, in a great hurry; and was
only just in time to take his seat before the Doctor
entered.
By the time evening came, Harry had forgotten all





THE STRAWBERRIES.


about the morning and the strawberries; when, stand-
ing on the steps which led down to the garden, he saw
the gardener coming towards the house.
I want to speak to the Doctor, Master Blake,"
said the gardener; "I suspect some of you young
gentlemen have been at my strawberries this morn-
ing; and if you have, I hope you'll catch it, that's
all."
I haven't!" said Harry.
I did'nt say it was you, Sir; I hope it wasn't," said
the gardener. And he went into the house to find the
Doctor.
"Lawton must have eaten them," thought Harry.
The next day, before beginning school, the Doctor
said-:
I have something to say to you, boys. I thought
I had made it understood, that I do not allow any of
you to go into that part of the garden which is railed
off; now I find that yesterday some one must have
been there, for the gardener tells ime that a great
many strawberries have been eaten. I have no way of
finding out who has eaten them, as you know, except-
ing upon your own words. I can only hope that
whichever of you broke my order yesterday, did it
through forgetfulness; and did not consider that eating
my strawberries was committing a theft, for I shall
be very sorry, indeed, to think that any one of you boys
intended to be a thief. I trust to your honor to tell
me which of you did it."
Then the Doctor called over each name, one after






HARRY AT SCHOOL.


the other, and every boy answered, "No, Sir." Lawton
called out, No Sir," as loudly as the rest.
From the first moment that the Doctor had begun
speaking, Harry's face had grown more and more red,
as he thought of how he and Lawton had stood look-
ing at the strawberries, and wishing for them; and by
the time it came to his name, his cheeks were as scarlet
as the strawberries themselves; and he could scarcely
answer, No, Sir," when the Doctor asked him.
Dr. Owen said. "Be careful, Blake; are you quite
sure ?" and Harry thinking that the Doctor fancied
he had taken the strawberries, grew redder than ever;
but he answered.
No, indeed, Sir, I didn't."
Lawton saw Harry blushing as the Doctor spoke to
him, and he was afraid he might tell what he knew
about him; so he called out.
Do you think it was the slugs, Sir? Slugs often eat
strawberries."
'" Slugs could scarcely eat a quart of strawberries in
so short a time, Lawton," said the Doctor. No !
I don't think it was slugs."
Harry looked up, and saw Elton's eyes fixed upon
him. Elton seemed so vexed, that Harry felt sure he
believed he had taken the strawberries ; and his eyes
filled with tears. He could scarcely see to read over
his lessons, and his voice trembled as he repeated them.
He could not help thinking that the Doctor was cross
in his answers to him; and every thing went wrong;
so that when morning lessons were over, poor Harry





THE STRAWBERRIES.


instead of running into the play-ground as usual, sat.
down upon one of the school-room lockers, and looked
sadly out of the window; breathing on the panes, and
drawing faces with his finger. He wanted to see Elton,
but he did not like to go and find him, for he did
not know what to say to him. He wondered if
Lawton had after all gone and eaten the strawberries;
but then he had answered the Doctor quite quickly,
and never colored at all. Harry had blushed so
much although he had not taken them: he would
have blushed much more if he had, and told a story
afterwards.
While he was thinking of this, Lawton came into
the schoolroom. Harry looked up, and said.
Lawton, was it you took the strawberries?"
I!" said Lawton, angrily. Did not you hear me
tell the Doctor that I didn't; how dare you accuse me
of telling falsehoods; I believe you took them yourself."
"I didn't," said Harry, "you know I didn't; you
know I walked away, but I left you standing there;
and I am sure Elton and the Doctor both think I did."
"And so do I," said Lawton.
Harry made a rush at Lawton as he was speaking,
and began to beat him. Now Lawton was twelve years
old and Harry was only eight, and Lawton was also,
although short, a strong boy for his age, so that Harry
soon got the worst of it, and in a few minutes Lawton
was holding him down on the ground breathless, but
still kicking and struggling, when Elton came in.
"What's this?" asked Elton. "Play, or a fight?






HARRY AT SCHOOL.


Surely Lawton, you have not been fighting a boy half
your size."
The young savage," said Lawton, scarcely able to
speak for passion, he has made my nose bleed; I'll
thrash him for it some day, see if I don't."
Leave go of him now, at any rate;" said Elton,
" get up, Blake."
"I don't care for his pummelling, me;" said Harry,
spluttering and talking very fast, "but I can't bear
him, he is a horrid boy. I believe he stole the straw-
berries, and he says I did."
I am sure you did," said Lawton, leaving the room.
Harry's excitement was over, and he sat down and
cried.
"I wonder if the Doctor really thinks I did !" he
said, when he had a little recovered.
Elton walked up to him and placed his hand under
Harry's chin, so as to turn his face upwards, with his
eyes looking full at Elton's.
No, indeed, Elton; I did not touch any of them,"
he said.
No: I don't believe you did, Harry;" said Elton,
kindly, "but you must not be pitching into people,
as you did into Lawton, and you must not put your-
self into such passions, you know it isn't right."
I believe all the boys will think I took the straw-
berries," said Harry.
"No; I daresay they will not; very likely they
have forgotten all about it by this time; and, after all,
it does not signify, as you did not take them."





















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1 ):I .II
II II


HARRY IN TROUBLE.


1',i,r 32.





THE STRAWBERRIES.


The next day the Doctor said nothing more about
the strawberries, and was as kind as before to Harry.
But it did not end here. Lawton had picked and
eaten the strawberries in such a hurry, that he had
smeared his hands all over with them, and dropped
one on his jacket, where it had smashed. When
he had heard the school-bell ring, he had quickly
scrubbed his fingers as clean as he could; and had
wiped off the crushed strawberry with his pocket-
handkerchief.
It so happened that the evening after their fight,
Harry was standing close to Lawton, who took his
handkerchief from his pocket, and there came a strong
smell of strawberries on the air. Harry quickly
snatched the handkerchief from him, and held it up,
covered with stains of red.
You did take the strawberries, Lawton," he called
out, and you told stories about it; I wonder you
are not ashamed of yourself."
The next moment, the fight had begun again.
I do not know which of them began it; but I know
who had soonest had enough of it; and that was Harry.
One of the other boys called out,--" The Doctor
doesn't allow fighting. You'll both of you catch it."
Harry walked away sullenly: and when Lawton
followed him, after a few minutes, he would not turn
round or wait for him.
"Blake," called out Lawton. "I want to speaktoyou."
"Well," said Harry.
I say, Blake," said Lawton. You are a much





34 HARRY AT SCHOOL.

pluckier fellow than Dickson or Sayers, and you play
cricket twice as well. You may just as well shake
hands and be friends; for if I tell the Doctor
that you have fought me twice to day; you '11 get
punished, as well as me. If we are friends, we shall
get on very well together; but if we are not, I shall
lick you every day until you behave yourself."
Harry thought for a moment; and then he and
Lawton shook hands. And they ran back to the
play-ground together, and forgot all about the straw-
berries.














CHAPTER V.

HARRY BEGINS TO GO WRONG.

THOUGH Elton played cricket and other games so
well, very often he did not care to go into the play-
ground. He would sit for hours reading by himself,
unless Grey stayed in, as he did sometimes, for he
was very fond of drawing. But if the Doctor came
into the school-room, during play hours, and found
Grey and Elton there, he would always send them
off to play; for he said that those who worked
thoroughly during school, should play heartily when
school was over.
As Harry Blake played cricket better than Dickson
or Sayers, Tom Lawton very often let him play
with him, and Lawton was so funny in what he said,
that Harry was always laughing. At first when
Lawton said wrong things, even if they were amusing,
Harry did not laugh, but he forgot that after a little
time.
I am afraid he forgot other things besides. He
forgot the words which his Papa had said to him






HARRY AT SCHOOL.


before he went, and more than all, he forgot his duty
to God. I daresay, by this time, you have seen that
what Harry was more afraid of than anything else
was being laughed at. Now if Harry had thought
at all he would have remembered, that it is only
naughty boys who laugh at what is right; and after
all, it matters very little what naughty boys
think.
The three little boys who slept in the same room
with Harry, used to laugh each time he knelt down
to say his prayers. By laughing, they shewed that
.they were not only wicked, but that they were little
fools. And the opinion of a fool is just worth
nothing. But Harry was so silly as to care; and
after a few days he became ashamed of saying his
prayers. Now that was being ashamed of God;
ashamed of Jesus Christ; and he got into bed with-
out saying them; and then he fell asleep without
saying them; and after a time he quite left off saying
them.
Harry was unhappy, for he had been taught better.
He knew all day through that he was doing wrong.
When he was playing with the other boys, he laughed
loudly and was very noisy, for he forgot about it for
the time; but when he was quiet and was alone, or
was in the dark, he felt unhappy and was afraid.
He feared also, that Elton might ask him about it,
so he tried now never to be alone with him. This
made him very much more unhappy, for Elton had
been more kind to him than anybody, and Harry





HARRY BEGINS TO GO WRONG.


liked him better than any in the house. Sometimes
whole days would pass now, without Harry speaking
to Elton; things got worse and worse. He longed
sometimes to go and tell him he was unhappy; but
he was ashamed lest Lawton and the others should
laugh.
One day, Harry was sitting away from the other
boys, for he did not feel inclined to play. He heard
a step coming towards him. He thought it was
Elton's, and hoped he would not see him; presently
he heard coughing, then he knew it was Elton, for
he so often coughed.
Elton was learning his lessons for the next day. He
looked up from his book as he passed Harry, and then
went on; but as if he changed his mind, he stopped
and came back.
Harry," said he, '" do you know your lessons for
to-morrow "
Harry's lessons had been turned back that day, and
several times before. He had begun to copy Lawton
in his idleness.
If any one else had asked Harry the question, he
would most likely have answered as Lawton; Quite
well enough;" and thought it rather fine not to learn
his lessons, for Lawton said that none but muffs cared
about such things; but he did not dare say so to
Elton.
He turned very red, and answered, No."
Elton came up quite close to him, and said, Would
it not be better to learn them, Harry. Are you happy






HARRY AT SCHOOL.


whilst you are doing wrong." Harry burst into tears,
and could not speak; he would have said something
to Elton, but he heard Tom Lawton's rude laugh near;
and he stopped.
Will you go in-doors and learn them?" said Elton;
promise me."
Harry ran to the school-room, for he was afraid of
meeting Lawton; and got out his books. He learnt
his lessons and went out to play. Lawton was waiting
for him.
That's good !" he called out, as Harry came down;
"if that fellow Elton hasn't got hold of you again."
"I thought you were grown too much of a man.-I
would not be a muff and a coward-I'd have a will of
my own."
How little Tom Lawton knew the meaning of the
word coward.
A bad boy, calls another a coward if he will not
join with him in doing wrong; but it is the bad boy
who is the coward himself, and the boy who dares to
do right is the brave one.
If Harry Blake had borne being laughed at, and
still kept to what he knew was right, he would have
been brave, but he was afraid of Lawton, and so did
wrong like a coward.
Do you understand?
After that, if ever Harry did not like anything that
Lawton wanted to do, Lawton would say, "Elton bid
you say so, I suppose," and Harry would give in from
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HARRY BEGINS TO GO WRONG.


But learning his lessons one day would not please
the Doctor, when Harry brought them so often badly
learnt. It only showed that he could learn them when
he chose. As day after day, Harry's books were re-
turned, the Doctor became less kind in his manner,
and one day he told him that he should punish him by
keeping him in from play. After school, Lawton came
to him and said-
Ah you've caught it at last, you see."
"Oh! what shall I do ?" said Harry, wringing his
hands, "what shall I do?"
Why, do you think you are the first fellow who
has ever been kept in for punishment ?" said Lawton.
"I was dozens of times, until I took to writing my
lessons on my nails; I'm not going to be bothered
with lessons for anybody."
I won't write on my nails," said Harry, it is so
mean, I won't do it.
Then don't make a row about being punished,
I would'nt be such a baby," and Lawton left
him.
Still Harry cried and felt very miserable. He could
think only of the Doctor's stern face; and the whole
afternoon passed away without his finding any com-
fort in Lawton's words. He heard the boys playing in
the ground below; they were all just as merry as ever,
and did not seem to care if he was in punishment
or no. Lawton had always pretended he was fond of
him, but he heard Lawton's voice more merry than
the rest.






HARRY AT SCHOOL.


Elton was spending the afternoon away with some
friends. He had known nothing of Harry's punish-
ment before he left.
As tea-time drew on, Harry heard the Doctor's voice
outside the door, and he felt very frightened he
would come in; the steps came up right to the
door, but when the door was opened, it was Elton
who entered; the Doctor must have told him all
about it.
Harry hid his face upon the form, so that Elton
should not see it.
"What is this," asked Elton, "have you really
been so naughty as to be kept in ?"
Harry gave no answer; but still hid his face.
Harry," said Elton, the Doctor is very angry
with you. He meant to have kept you in all the
evening; but I am to say, that if you will confess
yourself wrong, he will let you come down to
tea."
Elton had begged the Doctor to forgive Harry,
although Harry had behaved so ungratefully to him;
but he did not say so.
Will you do so?" asked Elton.
Harry only sobbed.
Do you not know that you have been naughty."
Yes," said Harry, "I am so miserable, I don't
know what to do."
SCome with me then," said Elton, standing up.
"Ha, ha!" laughed Tom Lawton, who had been
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HARRY BEGINS TO GO WRONG.


Harry drew back.
"I cannot," he said; "Lawton will laugh at me
SO."
"Does Lawton's laughter signify so much as God's
anger, Harry?" said Elton, gravely.
"Oh, I cannot; I cannot, indeed," said Harry,
breaking away from Elton's hand, as Lawton looked
in at the door, and made a face.
He threw himself down upon a form and cried again.
"Oh my! what a muff!" said Lawton: "first he'll
cry; and then he'll beg pardon; and then he'll cry.
I wouldn't beg pardon to save my life. I'd scorn
it."
And Lawton really looked as if he had said some-
thing very grand.
"Are you coming with me?" asked Elton.
Harry shook his head, and rolled upon the form;
and Elton left the room, desiring Lawton to do the
same.
So all the evening until bed-time, Harry was in
the school-room. Elton did not come again. I
fancy the Doctor would not allow him. From that
day, Harry was afraid to meet with Elton; he was
afraid to look him in the face. If he saw him coming,
he ran another way.
Elton coughed more and more every day; and it
made Harry feel very sad sometimes to see how thin
he had grown. One day, as Harry sat in the garden,
he heard the Doctor talking with Elton. He was
saying:






HARRY AT SCHOOL.


I shall have you moved to another room; it will
be better for you to sleep by yourself; do you feel
any stronger to-day?"
"Oh yes, Sir;" Elton answered. "I don't think
there is anything the matter with me. I shall soon
be well, I dare say."
"You must not work too hard, Frank," said
Dr. Owen. "Go, now, and have a game with the
others."
Elton ran off; and Harry peeped through the
bushes, wondering why the Doctor stood so long
looking after Elton.
That day, Elton moved into a room by himself;
it was a little distance off from the other boys' rooms;
so that he could not be waked up by noise.
Perhaps, had he been able, Dr. Owen would, at
this time, have sent Frank Elton home; for every-
body could see that he was getting ill, and the Doctor
was very anxious about him; but Elton had not any
home in England. His Mamma had died some years
ago; and his Papa was living out in India; so that Elton
was obliged to remain at school. I think that must
have been one reason why the Doctor was so very
fond of him. He had been with him ever since he
first came over from India in a ship, when he was
quite a little child; younger than Harry Blake, a
good deal.
You have heard all about India, I dare say, many
times. It is so hot out there, that little children get
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HARRY BEGINS TO GO WRONG.


for there are numbers of native children, of course;
and they like the hot sun, because it is natural to
them. I dare say they would shiver and shake with
cold if they were brought to England.
Perhaps you have been told, that India is the place
where all the carved ivory ornaments come from, and
the feather fans, and the curry-powder, and hot
pickles. And the Elephants, and the Tigers, which
you have seen at the Zoological Gardens came from
India.
The people are very dark there, with very black
hair and black eyes; and they do not wear many
clothes because of the heat. That is all very well,
I dare say, for those who are used to it; but we
should not like it; and I think you will agree with
me, that we are much better off in England, where
God has placed us; for if we feel too cold, as we
often do, we can run about and make ourselves
warm; but it is not so easy to get cool where the
sun is so strong that it nearly fries people up into
cinders.
At first, when he came to school, Harry used to
like to have Elton tell him about the black people,
and the palanquin coaches, and the elephants, and
tigers, and monkeys, and the parrots, and the English
ladies and gentlemen out there; and the funny things
the natives sometimes do; and the odd manner in
which they speak English; for although Elton had
been quite a child when he came over in the
ship, he could remember a great deal about it all





44 HARRY AT SCHOOL.

still; and when he received letters from his Papa
every now and then, they brought back all these
things to his mind. But, now, Harry never heard
any thing about them; for he and Elton never talked
together.















CHAPTER VI.

THE HARDBAKE.

LAWTON had not dared, when Elton slept in the same
room as he, to do many things which now he did.
Harry knew well that the boys were forbidden to
keep candles alight after they were in bed; but many
nights now there was a candle burning by Lawton's
bedside, as he lay reading books, which were not lent
him by the Doctor.
One day, Harry took up one of them and asked
where Lawton got it. Tom only made an ugly face
for answer.
One night, after all the boys had been in bed some
time, Harry was awakened by a noise in the next room.
It seemed as if some one was walking about. Then
he heard Lawton's voice whispering. Harry jumped
out of bed and opened the door. The window was
wide open, and Lawton was leaning out talking to
some one below in the garden. Harry ran towards
him, and asked what he was doing.






HARRY AT SCHOOL.


As Lawton heard his voice, he turned round quickly
and said in a very angry tone.
"How dare you come in here unasked? You
meddlesome young rascal. Get out! or I'll thrash
you."?
Harry stood still, looking very much surprised.
The next minute, Lawton said, in a much quieter
voice:
"I am not doing anything, Blake; you had better
go to bed again."
Harry went back to bed; but he could not help
wondering what Lawton had been doing.
The next day, during play-hours, Lawton walked
away from the others with Harry; and when they
were some little distance, so that nobody could hear
them speak, Lawton said:
"Do you like hardbake?"
Of course, Harry said Yes: all boys like hard-
bake; so Lawton gave him some.
While Harry was eating it, Lawton said:
Don't ever mention before any of the others that
you saw me at the window last night; above all,
don't tell Elton; for he is such a fellow for making
harm out of everything, and is so very chummy with
the Doctor.
But what were you doing?" asked Harry.
Just you mind your own business, youngster,"
said Lawton crossly, and he moved away.
Harry had often been told that when children do
things which are not to be told of, those things are





THE HARDBAKE.


generally wrong. He felt sure that Lawton had been
doing something he ought not to do, or he would not
have minded the Doctor knowing of it.
Tom's lessons were worse learnt every day. He
was always now being turned back; for all the time
that ought to have been spent in learning, Lawton
was reading the books which he ought not to read.
One day, Lawton offered one to Harry to read, but it
did not seem at all amusing; for it was all about
grown up men and women, and places which Harry
could not understand. While Harry was looking
over it, Elton passed; and Lawton snatched the book
from him, and hid it.
After he was gone, Harry said.
I wish you would not read them, Lawton, if you
think you must hide them from other people. I am
sure it is very wrong."
"That's good," answered Lawton, "don't you
begin to talk; why you have yourself eaten some of
my contraband goods; after that, you had better
hold your tongue."
Contraband means against orders.
What do you mean?" asked Harry; I haven't."
"Did you not eat my hardbake?" said Lawton.
"I got that at the same time as the books; so now
you can't ever tell against me, for you have shared
the spoil."
"I didn't know how you got it; how should I?"
said Harry.
Never you mind: what's done can't be helped.





HARRY AT SCHOOL.


You may as well help me now, as you are in the
scrape; for if I say you have shared in the hardbake,
no one will believe you did'nt know all about it. I
want you to help me this evening."
"I don't half like it," said Harry.
"Nonsense, we will have oceans of hardbake this
time; enough to last us a week. Will you promise?"
"But how do you get it?" asked Harry.
"Only think ; such lots of hardbake," answered
Lawton. "Will you promise ?"
Yes," said Harry Blake.
How naughty of Harry! He knew well now that
Lawton was doing wrong; but he was too weak to
say so, partly because he wanted the hardbake, and
partly because he was afraid of Lawton.
You promise to help me in everything to-night,"
said Lawton again, And never to let it out to any-
body. Honor bright !"
"Honor bright! answered Harry.
He should have said, "Dirty Honor," I think,
or no honor at all," when it concerned Tom
Lawton.
Harry felt anxious for the night to come. He
could not learn, or play, or attend to anything, for
thinking what Lawton was going to do. The boys
went to bed at nine. As they all parted to their
different rooms, Lawton squeezed Harry's hand and
whispered,
"As soon as the others are asleep, come to me,
don't make a noise."





THE HARDBAKE.


Harry undressed and went to bed. Never any
prayers now. He had got used to being wicked; but
he had not got used to feeling unhappy and afraid.
He felt unhappy as he lay down; for he had that day
received a letter from his Papa, saying he hoped he
was trying to be a good boy; that he hoped he never
forgot to ask the help of God. Harry would have
liked to try and say his prayers that night, but he
did not dare. It was not so much the other boys he
cared about; but he knew that he was going to do
wrong, and he did not dare. He lay trembling as
he thought of what he was going to do, and wished
that he could draw back; but he thought he could
not now. He remembered his words, "Honor
bright!" and said to himself,
"It is too late now. I must keep my promise; it
would be dishonorable to go back now."
Would it have been more dishonorable, do you
think, to break a wicked promise which he never
should have made, and try to do right and keep his
first promises to God, or to go on doing wrong, and
every minute making things worse.
The meaning of honor is honest and truthful
and straightforward; and to be honorable is to do
what is right. What a pity it is, that little boys so
often mistake the word.
Harry became more and more miserable, thinking
of these things in the dark, until he hid his head
under the clothes, because he was afraid.
What was he afraid of?





50 HARRY AT SCHOOL.

He need not have been afraid of anything, if he had
not been a naughty boy; for God could take care of
him as well in the dark as the light.
At length he put his head out from under the
clothes and listened. He could hear by their breath-
ing that all the other boys were asleep.














CHAPTER VII.
DOING WRONG.
IT was time for Harry to keep his word with Lawton.
He got up, and although it was a warm night, he
trembled and his teeth chattered. He did not put on
his shoes, lest they should make a noise and wake
any of the boys; but he carried them in his hand,
until he opened Lawton's door and stood within the
room.
"Hallo!" said Lawton jumping up. What's the
matter; you look as pale as a ghost."
"Lawton, I wish you could go to sleep quietly, and
let me do the same," said Harry.
"You young muff." Lawton knew well there was
no word Harry disliked more than that. "You
young muff! what! have you got frightened in the
dark? I thought you had more spirit."
I wish I knew what you are going to do? said
Harry sadly.
"Well, I don't mind telling you. You have
promised not to tell. I am going to the town, and
you are going with me."





HARRY AT SCHOOL.


Oh, indeed, I had rather not. I had no idea
of that. The Doctor would be so dreadfully
angry."
The Doctor will never know anything of it,
unless you are so lost to all sense of honor, as to
break your word."
"I shall not tell of you, Lawton; but, indeed, I
cannot go."
"You are a nice fellow, I must say," sneered
Lawton, "Why you have promised to help me, and
what's more, if you sneak out of it, sir, I'll thrash
you till you can't stand."
"I don't intend to sneak out of it," said Harry,
growing very red. "I am not a sneak at any rate.
I'11 keep to what I promised;" and he sat down on
the side of the bed, and began putting on his shoes.
That's right!" said Lawton, slapping him on the
back. "I thought I could depend upon you. There's
not another boy in the school like you. Sayers is
such a blab, and Dickson such a coward; although
they have both of them taken my lollipops times out
of number. It was all through Dickson, that I was
found out last half."
Were you?" said Harry looking up.
Yes. But it is too long a story to tellnow; we 'U
have that another time. I wonder Sir Francis has
never told you. It must be a good tale as a warning
against me."
"'Elton has never said a word against you," said
Harry, and he sighed as he thought of Elton.



































































H.RRY GOES OUT BY NIGHT.


Page 53.






DOING WRONG.


But, I say, we must not be talking here; we shall
wake up somebody," said Lawton. "Now for the
rope."
"What rope?" asked Harry.
"You hold your tongue, and do as I bid you."
Lawton then brought a rope and tied it to the
window sill.
"Now, Blake, you hold it steady while I go down."
Harry did as he was told; and saw Lawton swing
himself down into the garden by the rope, until he
stood upon the flower bed below.
"Now then, come on," he called out in a loud
whisper.
Harry got out in his turn, while Lawton held the
rope steady from beneath. As he was going down,
the light of a candle flashed in one of the window
panes.
"Make haste," whispered Lawton; "But be as
quiet as a mouse, come with me."
He caught Harry's hand as he reached the ground,
and drew him away. At the same moment, a window
opened, and Doctor Owen looked out. Lawton and
Harry crouched amongst the bushes. The Doctor
looked down steadily into the garden; but he could
see nothing.
The rope could not be seen, because it hung close
to the wall: and presently Doctor Owen shut the
window again, and the light of the candle went
away.
Lawton rose up.






HARRY AT SCHOOL.


Wasn't that a near thing?" he said; "Now for
it. Come, Blake, over the wall."
Harry was over as soon as Lawton, and they both
stood in the high-road.
"Hurrah!" called Lawton, racing towards the
town; Hurrah! come on."
"Hurrah!" answered Harry, racing after him; and
from that moment he forgot everything but the fun
of being out at night.
It is often very pleasant to do wrong while it lasts;
but it is afterwards that we suffer for it.
Do you know that Lawton was twice as wicked a
boy as if he had gone out alone that night; for he
made Harry as naughty as himself. Harry, being
much smaller than Lawton, was easily led by him.
If Lawton had set a good example, I think Harry
would have followed it. However small or young we
are, we can always meet with those who are smaller
and younger-whom we can teach to do either right
or wrong. If we teach even a baby to do wrong with
us, we shall be blamed for that baby's naughtiness,
because all little children so quickly follow what they
see other children do.













CHAPTER VIII.

OUT AT NIGHT.

LAWTON and Harry first went to the lollipop shop
and got a quantity of hardbake and other things. The
woman of the shop asked Lawton when he was going
to pay her for all the things he had; and Lawton
laughed, and said, "Some day."
The fact was, he had no money to pay with, so
that he should not have bought things, for it was not
honest. Harry had often been told by his Papa that
it is wrong to take what you cannot pay for, and felt
rather sorry that Lawton should do so. He paid for
his share of the lollipops, but he could not pay all.
Lawton laughed at him for paying, but the woman
in the shop said,
I think he is much more like a gentleman than
you are, sir."
So Lawton made a face at her.
The bad boys then went to a cake and tart-shop,
and bought things there, and to several other places.
Then they ran all down the High-street, cutting capers
and shouting loudly. Lawton threw stones at the





HARRY AT SCHOOL.


lamps, and broke the glasses. At first Harry asked
him not to do so;'but, after a little while, he laughed
with him, and at last joined, because Lawton called
him names for not doing so. They were several times
nearly caught by a policeman; and they would, I
think, have been locked up in the station-house if they
had, and have had to pass the night there: and once
a policeman chased them through several streets, so
that they were very much frightened indeed; but as
he did not catch them, Lawton, the next moment, said
he didn't care for policemen, and cut fresh capers, and
made more noise, and gave double knocks at the doors
of private houses, so that the servants had to come
down, after they had gone to bed, and all for nothing;
while Lawton and Harry watched round the corner
of the street. I cannot help thinking that the two
boys only half thought how very badly they were be-
having. I am sure Harry Blake did: there was
more excuse for him than for Lawton, for Lawton
had done the same things before, and had been
punished for them, and told how wrong they were.
I am sure everybody in the street thought they were
a nuisance. At length, a man, against whom Lawton
pushed rudely, caught hold of him, and held him by
the arm, while he boxed his ears several times.
"What are you doing, you young scamp, running
up against people in this way ? Whose boy are you ?
Tell me your name."
Lawton was silent; and the man dragged him
under a lamp, that he might see his face.





OUT AT NIGHT.


Tell me your name," said he again, giving him a
good shake.
Thomas Lawton," squeaked out Lawton, in a very
frightened voice.
You belong to Dr. Owen's, I suppose."
No," said Lawton.
Harry turned pale at hearing Lawton tell a lie.
The man said again-
Tell me the truth this moment. Here, you little
fellow," and he turned to Blake, "what school do you
belong to ?"
"Dr. Owen's," said Harry, trembling.
"Ugh!" said the man, shaking Lawton again.
" Ugh you mean little sneak to tell me a lie. And
now what are you both doing out here at this time of
night ?"
"Oh, please sir, don't tell the Doctor," whimpered
Lawton ; "please sir, don't. We only came out for
a lark. Oh, please sir, let me go."
I've a great mind to take you home to the
Doctor's myself," said the stranger. "I don't like
boys who tell lies ; and a good flogging would be the
best thing for you."
Lawton slid down on his knees upon the pave-
ment, and cried and sobbed.
Oh, no, sir, please sir, don't, sir. I'll never do it
again. I beg your pardon."
The stranger laughed and said-
"Alh! I see you're a coward. Storytellers always
are."





HARRY AT SCHOOL.


SAs he spoke, Lawton rose again to his feet. The
stranger had let go his arm as he knelt on the pave-
ment; and no sooner did Lawton find that he had
done so, than he started away, and ran down the
street at the top of his speed, calling out, Come on,
Harry."
"I advise you to go back to school at once," said
the stranger, speaking to Harry, who still stood near
him, with the tears running down his face.
"Yes, I will," Harry answered; "I wish I had
never come out."
The man placed his hand upon his shoulder
kindly as he said,
"You will always find, my boy, that doing wrong
brings sorrow with it."
"Yes, sir," said Harry; and the stranger wished
him good night.
Harry began walking towards school. He felt
afraid of being out alone at that hour; but there was
no help for it. He walked with his eyes upon the
ground, and feeling very sad.
"Hallo !" said Lawton's voice close to him.
Oh, Lawtpn," said Harry, "you are a very
wicked boy indeed. I wish I had never had anything
to do with you. Do come home at once."
"Not I," said Lawt m. I am going to buy
candles and lucifers first."
Then I shall not go with you,'" said Harry.
"You may go where you like ; I don't want you.
You are a young sneak."






OUT AT NIGHT. 59

I think you are the sneak," said Harry. That
kind man called you one ; and you cried and begged
his pardon fast enough when you were frightened,
although you said one day you'd scorn to beg any-
one's pardon."
"Well," said Lawton, in a threatening voice; "you
just mind your own business, or perhaps I may teach
you."
I don't believe you dare," said Harry. I don't
like you at all now; and I won't be any longer
friends."
And Harry left him, and walked home; leaving
Lawton to go for the candles and the lucifer matches
alone.






60


CHAPTER IX.

FOUND OUT.

WHILE Lawton and Harry were running about the
town and getting into scrapes, there was somebody
walking about the garden at the school.
It was a tall thin figure, with a dressing gown on,
and a pair of spectacles.
He came down into the garden with a lantern in
his hand, and he looked carefully about all over the
walk, and then over the flower-bed, and of course, by
the light of the lantern, he saw the footmarks of the
two naughty little boys; and then he raised his eyes,
and through his spectacles he saw that the bedroom
window was open, and he knew that, since Elton had
been moved, no one slept in that bedroom but
Lawton. And next he wondered how he had
managed to get down; so he placed the lantern close
to the wall, and there was the rope still dangling.
That somebody who was standing in the garden
was the Doctor.
There's a scrape for Master Lawton !
Perhaps you think now that the Doctor took down






FOUND OUT.


the rope, shut the window, and then waited until the
boys came back. No; he did not do that.
He left the rope where it was, and the window
open, and went back into the house, and got into bed.
I do not say he went to sleep-I don't think he
did. I fancy he lay awake until he heard the window
of Lawton's room softly closed, and then he knew
that he was safe back again.
When Harry arrived at the school, he had no
trouble in climbing the wall and getting up by the
rope into Lawton's room. He still felt very un-
happy; and as he lay down in bed, he made up his
mind that as soon as ever morning came, he would
tell the Doctor what a naughty boy he had been.
He did not feel at all inclined to go to sleep, and
lay there tossing about and crying, until he heard
Lawton come in, and remove the rope, and close the
window softly.
Lawton thought when he had done this that all
was safe. How little he knew !
Harry could plainly hear Lawton groping about
his room. Perhaps he was taking off his clothes, or
perhaps he was feeling for the bed in the dark. But
presently the gleam of a light came through the
crack of the door, and Harry knew that Lawton had
lighted a candle that he might see where to put away
his things.
The next moment, the opposite door in Lawton's
room opened, and some one came in.
Harry heard Lawton call out. "Oh!" and






HARRY AT SCHOOL.


then a voice said, but the voice was not the Doctor's,
"Lawton, what can you be doing at this time of
night? You know that the Doctor has forbidden
candles being lighted after bedtime."
Lawton answered,
"I was taken ill; I was obliged to get up."
"What are all these things lying about?" asked
Elton, for it was Elton's voice that spoke, What is
this long rope? Surely, Lawton, you have not-?
Elton stopped, and Lawton gave no answer.
By this time Harry was out of bed, and at the
door which opened from his room.
Surely Lawton," said Elton, coughing while he
spoke, as he always did when he spoke fast, "You
have not been out again at night. Tell me the truth."
No; of course I have not," said Lawton quickly.
"You know the Doctor forbade it."
Oh, Lawton," said Harry Blake, "how can you tell
more stories? Yes, we have both been out, Elton,
and we have bought hardbake and lollipops; and I
wish I'd never gone, I'm sure."
Lawton had not known that Harry Blake was any
where near; and when he heard him answer Elton,
he turned round upon him and would have beaten
him, if Elton had not caught him by the arm.
But he called him a great many names, until he was
tired.
"Yes, Lawton," said Elton, very gravely. "You
know the Doctor forbade it."
"Oh, Elton!" said Lawton, quite quickly changing






FOUND OUT.


his tone, and speaking in a frightened way, "Oh,
Elton, pray don't tell the Doctor: pray don't. I'll
give you anything if you won't tell of me."
I don't want anything you can give me, Lawton,"
answered Elton; "but I am not sure whether I
ought not to tell the Doctor."
Oh," said Lawton, only let me off this time and
I'11 promise faithfully. Oh, Elton, remember, that
the Doctor said he would send me home and tell my
Uncle if I ever did it again. Pray let me off: pray
don't tell of me."
And Lawton was so frightened, that he dragged
himself along the ground after Elton, and cried like
a baby.
Give me a little time to think," said Elton.
Lawton still cried, and every now and then said,-
" Oh, pray let me off; oh, pray don't tell the Doctor."
"Well, Lawton," said Elton, after a time. I
will make no promise until the morning. I do not
feel sure yet, what I ought to do. Get up from the
ground. I wonder you are not ashamed."
"Promise me not to tell, dear Elton! Elton, I
always liked you; indeed I did."
Elton's face flushed quite crimson, as he said,-
Do not tell any more falsehoods. Begin to put
away all these things which are lying about the floor.
What are they?
Oh, they are books, and candles, and cakes, and
lollipops," whined Lawton. I will give you half
of them, Elton, if you will promise not to tell."





HARRY AT SCHOOL.


Elton turned quickly from him, and left the room
without another word.
Harry Blake looked after him. He longed to
speak to Elton, but he felt afraid. Elton had been
so very kind to him, and Harry had behaved so
badly in return.
But while he waited, thinking what to do, he
heard Elton cough, and the next moment he was in
the other room.
Elton, I have been very wicked; quite as wicked
as Lawton. Oh, Elton, I 'm so sorry."
Elton turned towards him and held out his hands.
"Do you think the Doctor will forgive me? Do
you think he will believe that I am sorry? Do you
think he will ever trust me again?"
"Do you think you need most the Doctor's for-
giveness, Harry, or the forgiveness of God?" asked
Elton.
I do not dare to say my prayers, Elton; said
Harry. Not now."
"Why not ?" asked Elton.
"Because," sobbed Harry, I have been a naughty
little boy, and I am afraid."
"But, Harry," said Elton, gently and with the
tears in his eyes, "have you forgotten that dear
Saviour, for whose sake God has promised to forgive
all who are sorry, however naughty they have been?"
By this time, Harry was clinging round Elton's
waist.
Yes; I have forgotten for a long time past."






FOUND OUT. 65

"But you will remember now?"
Harry said Yes," and Elton left him alone. But
God was with him-Harry knew that well. Before
he went to sleep, he asked God to forgive him for
being such a naughty boy, and to teach him to be
good; for Harry had been as naughty as a little boy
like him could be;' and I think the only reason he
was not altogether so bad as Lawton, was because he
had been taught better.













CHAPTER X.
THE FIRE.
IT seemed as if that night would never end. Harry
thought he could not have been asleep more than a
few minutes, when he woke up again with a start,
and sat up in bed. There was a strange kind of
smell all over the room, which he could not under-
stand. While he sat looking into the darkness and
listening for any sound, he heard a loud scream,
and the next moment Lawton flung the door open
and stood there in his night shirt, with his eyes wide
open, and screaming. Harry could see him plainly;
see his eyes wide open, and his face quite white
with fear, and his bare feet upon the floor; for, as
Lawton threw open his room door, a bright broad
light shone through and lighted up everything and
every place in the room. But it was not the light of
a candle.
As Lawton kept on screaming, all the boys in the
room woke up, and then boys from other rooms came
running in their shirts to know what was the matter;
then the servants, looking very frightened, came there
too; and last, in the doorway, stood the Doctor.






THE FIRE.


Several people said, "What's the matter?" But no
one answered, and still Lawton screamed. I think
there was no need to ask what the matter was; for
now, through the doorway, from Lawton's room,
there burst out clouds of smoke and flames. All the
boys ran to the other door and into the passage.
The Doctor called out in a loud voice. Go down
into the garden, all of you." He had not to order
them away a second time.
There they stood upon the lawn, in the flower
garden, a crowd of little boys, watching the flames
which now rushed and tore from Lawton's window.
Some of the bigger ones got over their fright in a
short time, and ran backwards and forwards, helping
the servants to carry things out into the garden,
where they might be safe from the fire. At length
-it seemed a long time first-the fire-engine arrived
from the town, and began to play upon Lawton's
room.
I don't know who it was first asked the question;
but one said, Are we all here?" And almost at the
same moment the Doctor came up and said, Elton,
I want to speak to you."
But no one answered; and Elton did not come
forward.
Elton !" said the Doctor; and his voice sounded
almost like a scream.
How many of you are there here?" he asked
next. "Count!"
Grey counted. There were only eleven boys, and





HARRY AT SCHOOL.


there ought to have been twelve. Dr. Owen only
waited to hear that all were there but Elton, and he
ran into the house, and up the staircase.
Grey and Ward ran after him ; and as they saw
him go through the fire and smoke, they called out
with fear, for they thought he would be burnt.
Next they tried to follow him, but the thick smoke
choked them, and they turned back.
Oh, how long it seemed while the Doctor was
away.
The boys no longer cared to watch the engine
play; they no longer fixed their eyes on Lawton's
room, where the flames kept trying to burst out
again, in spite of the water-all looked only at the
staircase, where the Doctor had gone up, crowding
round the doorway; and as near as they could, for
the smoke, waiting for his return.
At last!
They heard a footstep, and they crowded nearer,
for they knew he was coming.
Stand back! stand out of the way!" called the
Doctor, as soon as he came to the top of the stairs,
and saw them crowding there.
The boys all ran again into the garden, and stood
upon the lawn.
Then came the Doctor, and with him Elton. But,
not by his side; not running down the staircase with
him; not as the boys had seen him last.
Carried in the Doctor's arms; his face quite pale;
his eyes fast closed; his hands hanging loosely by his
sides.





























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E.TON SAVED FROM THE FIRE.


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THE FIRE.


So the Doctor had found him, still, as if sleeping in
his bed, stifled with the smoke.
And all the children crowded again together; for
they felt frightened when they saw him lying so;
and they felt frightened at the grave sad face of the
Doctor, and were afraid to speak out loud; so they
whispered to each other, He is dead !"
Harry Blake, who stood amongst them, heard them
say so; and saw the pale face of Elton, which but
such a little time before had looked so kindly at him ;
and a great sob broke from the little boy's heart;
and he clasped his hands together, half in sorrow and
half in fear, as he repeated to himself again, He is
dead!"













CHAPTER XI.

NEXT MORNING.

Wno cared then whether the engine put out the
flames or no ? Who cared whether the books, and the
pictures, and the furniture were saved or burnt to
ashes ? Not the Doctor, to whom they all belonged.
He never looked at the house after he had missed
Elton from amongst the boys.
The engine left off pla-yiij', for the fire was out,
and there was no great damage done, beyond Law-
ton's room.
The men belonging to the engine went away, and
the servants went back into the house to try and set
things a little to rights; and the boys found that,
without their knowing it, it had become broad day-
light, and a great deal of the fear, which had kept
them silent all this time, went away with the dark-
ness. One by one they left the garden, for they felt
cold and tired; and there was now a fire in the
kitchen, and they wanted to talk of all that had taken
place, and to wonder to each other how it happened.
They did not dare do so in the Doctor's presence,






NEXT MORNING.


for he looked so grave and sad, as he walked up and
down the garden-walk, waiting for the surgeon, for
whom he had sent.
Doctor Owen, you know, was called a "Doctor"
because he was a very clever man; but he was not a
Doctor of Medicine; that is a different thing. It
was a medical doctor whom he had now sent for.
And every now and then he stopped to look at Elton,
who had been laid upon one of the sofas from the
drawing-room, wrapped up in a blanket.
But the Doctor was not the only one who watched
Elton as he lay there.
There was a little boy kneeling by the sofa, holding
Elton's cold hand, and thinking of his kind words to
him only a few hours before.
That little boy was Harry Blake.
As the Doctor passed in his walking up and down
the garden-path, he heard a sob come from this little
boy, and he stopped and placed his hand upon his
head.
Then a sharp pain went through Harry's heart,
when he thought that, if the Doctor knew all his
naughtiness of that night. he might not have been so
kind.
But where was Lawton all this time ? With those
boys who were tired out, and had got into their beds,
and gone to sleep ?
No!
With those boys who were sitting chatting round
the kitchen fire, and warming their cold feet?





HARRY AT SCHOOL.


No!
With Grey and Ward, who had dressed themselves,
and were watching from their bed-room window for
the arrival of the surgeon's gig, and speaking in
whispers together about Elton ?
No!
Where was he, then ?
There is a boy out there, far away in the shrub-
beries, lying upon the grass, although it is quite wet
with dew. He rolls upon the ground, and groans
and cries out aloud.
That is Lawton.
While the house was burning, there was one boy
who was crouched upon the lawn, with his hands over
his face, to shut out the sight.
That boy was Lawton.
When the Doctor came, carrying Elton in his arms,
and laid him down, and the children crouched toge-
ther, and whispered "He is dead !" one boy from
among them started away, and flung himself upon his
face in the damp grass, amongst the shrubberies, and
there he lay till now.
That was Lawton.
And there he lay, even when the surgeon's gig
drove in, and Elton was carried upstairs, and the bed-
room door was shut upon him, and the surgeon and
Doctor Owen.
Until the boys' breakfast was ready, long after the
usual time, and Lawton was missed and looked for,
and found by one of the servants, and brought into
the house.






NEXT MORNING.


And when the servant went back into the kitchen,
he told how he had found Lawton, and said,
He must have set alight to his own room; and he
knows it, too, young scamp."
The cook said kindly,
Well, poor child, he seems terribly sorry for it.
I'll be bound he'll be a better boy for the future: this
will be a lesson he will never forget."
It was kind of Cook to think so. Does not Lawton
seem very sorry for what he has done ? I believe he
felt very frightened, when he saw what fearful things
he had done. I hope he may have been sorry also:
we shall see.
I do not think many of the boys cared about their
breakfast that morning. They had too many things
to think of, and too much to talk of, to have much
time even to eat.
I know that some of them were very brave, indeed,
in their words, now that the fire was put out.
Grey and Ward were the only two who had been
of any use in helping at the time, and now these two
said nothing.





74






CHAPTER XII.
CONSCIENCE.
HARRY BLAKE sat upon the staircase, which led from
Elton's room. All the balustrades were burnt, and
many of the steps were charred: the wall was all
black with smoke; and the paper quite spoiled.
Harry looked from one thing to the other, and
thought how different it had been the day before,
and watched the housemaid taking down the carpet,
which was so spoilt that it had hardly any colour
left in it. But all the while, Harry was thinking
what the Surgeon would say of Elton, and whether
he could really be dead.
It seemed so strange, that a boy, not many years
older than himself, should die. Harry knew that
grown-up men and women died; but he had never
felt quite sure about boys; though he had been
told so.
When the Surgeon's step came on the landing,
Harry jumped up and going to him, caught him by
the hands and said,
"Is Elton dead, Sir?"
"No, my boy," said the Surgeon, kindly.






CONSCIENCE.


Harry sat down upon the stairs again.
Is this boy his brother ?" asked the Surgeon of
Doctor Owen.
The Doctor said, No ;" and putting his hand on
Harry's head, as he had done before in the garden,
he spoke so kindly to him, that Harry's eyes filled
with tears, and he could not help saying:
Oh, please Sir, don't."
He went to find Lawton.
By this time, Lawton's spirits were better than
they had been. He was sitting in the play-ground,
with Dickson and Sayers, and some others.
As soon as Harry joined them, Dickson called
out,
Well; how's Elton?"
He is not dead," said Harry. The Doctor
says he is not dead."
"Ah, well," said Sayers; Perhaps you will leave
off piping your eye about him, then."
Harry gave him no answer; but, turning to
Lawton, said,
I want to speak to you."
Lawton jumped up quickly, grew very red, and
taking Harry by the arm, said,
The Doctor hasn't sent you; has he ?"
No," said Harry; and Lawton looked less red.
Lawton," Harry began," We ought to tell the
Doctor at once of our going out last night. He is so
kind. I cannot bear the thought of having deceived
him. The Surgeon is gone; will you come now ?"





HARRY AT SCHOOL.


Tell him ? Come now? What do you mean ?"
asked Lawton opening his eyes.
Harry said again what he had said before.
Lawton was silent for a little while, and looked another
way from Harry, until Harry said, "Come on,
Lawton."
Blake," said Lawton; I always called you a
muff; but I had no idea you could go so far as this.
Even if the Doctor suspects me; he does not you.
Why should you get yourself into a scrape for
nothing ?"
It is my duty; I am sure it is right," said Harry.
Lawton still walked on until Harry said again,
" Will you come?"
Not I," answered Lawton.
Oh Lawton; do not be so wicked," said Harry,
"Do come and tell the Doctor; we have done wrong
enough already."
"I shall do no such thing," said Lawton. The
Doctor will, I dare say, forget to speak about it;
what with the fire, and Elton and all. I shall say
nothing. Why should I?"
"Because it is our duty," said Harry.
"Why ?" asked Lawton.
"Because it is right," said Harry again.
Now Harry was only repeating the same thing;
for Duty and Right are all one. That was because,
being a little boy, he did not know how to put his
feelings into words. Had he been a man, perhaps,
he would have said.






CONSCIENCE.


"I must tell the Doctor what I have done; be-
cause my conscience tells me I have been wrong;
and if I conceal it, I shall be going on doing wrong;
And, besides, it would make me feel happier to tell
him, as a proof that I am sorry; and I should not
believe that I am really sorry, if I did not go and
confess it."
But these were too many and too fine words for a
little boy to say.
Yet Harry felt all this.
Then I shall go alone," said he, sadly, as Lawton
still looked away.
And tell about me, too, I suppose, you little
blab," said Lawton, angrily.
No, Lawton, I shall tell only of myself," said
Harry.
And then he ran away from the play-ground
quickly, lest his heart should fail him.














CHAPTER XIII.

HARRY CONFESSES.

IT was a rather hard thing to go to the Doctor, and
tell about his having been naughty. It was much
more natural, that Harry should have preferred doing
like Lawton; and waiting in the hope that nothing
would be said about it.
It was God who taught Harry to be brave in doing
right.
It was the Devil that made Lawton hold his
tongue.
Harry stopped a minute before the study door,
where he knew the Doctor was; and his heart beat
very fast before he knocked, and he felt half inclined
to turn back; but he did not turn back.
He knocked; and the Doctor's voice said, Come
in."
"What is it, my boy?" said the Doctor, as
Harry stood quite silent with his eyes upon the
carpet.





HARRY CONFESSES.


"If you please, Sir, I want to tell you," began
Harry, and there stopped.
The Doctor looked at him as if he were asking a
question.
I want to tell you, if you please, Sir," said Harry
again, and could get no further.
What is it you have to tell me ?" said the Doctor,
taking him by the hand and drawing him to him.
I went out last night into the town, Sir, and
bought hardbake and lollipops and cakes, and ran
about and broke the lamps, and knocked at the doors.
And I knew all the while I was doing wrong, and
that you would be very angry if you knew it. But I
have been a very naughty boy ever since I came to
school."
It was all out in about a minute. Harry spoke so
fast, that I wonder the Doctor could hear what he
said; and then he stood with his hands over his eyes,
hoping he had inot said anything which showed that
Lawton had had a share in it.
Answer me this question, Harry," said he at
last. "I will not say, be careful and tell me the
truth; for I don't think you would tell me a lie.
Had you any share in setting the house on fire last
night?"
No, sir," said Harry.
"Do you know anything about it?"
I am not obliged to tell of another boy, am I,
sir?" asked Harry looking in the Doctor's face.
" Besides I could not be quite sure."





HARRY AT SCHOOL.


No, Harry; you need not tell," said the Doctor.
"I knew all about your going out last night, and also
who led you away before you told me; but I should
have been very angry, my boy, if you had not told
me."
"Will you please forgive me, Sir," said Harry.
The Doctor shook hands with him, and Harry began
to cry.
Oh I wish I had never done it," he said. "I'd
give anything not to have done it, Sir, because you
are so kind."
And yet God is much kinder than I could ever be
to you; think how ungrateful and bad it must be
to forget Him, Harry."
Do not you think, that the best proof Harry
could give of being sorry for having been naughty
was, after having asked the forgiveness of God, to
ask the Doctor's forgiveness, and then try to do
better ?
I think so.
If Lawton had been really sorry, he would have
done the same.
Perhaps when .Lawton lay on the ground in
the shrubbery crying, he thought he was sorry;
but he could only have been frightened, because
he thought the house was burning down and Elton
was dead.
When the fire was put out, and Elton was
better, Lawton was as naughty as before. Now we
all know that the first thing Harry did was to ask





HARRY CONFESSES. 81

for God's forgiveness. Lawton did nothing of the
kind.
So God taught Harry to do right.
And the Devil made Lawton do wrong.














CHAPTER XIV.

LAWTON lN THE STUDY.

HALF an hour later, the Doctor sent for Lawton into
his study. You may be sure Master Tom felt very
unwilling to go; but he could not help himself: still
he went very slowly.
As he knocked, the Doctor's voice said, Come in,"
in a much more stern tone than he had to Harry; and
when Lawton opened the door, the Doctor's face
looked so grave, that he felt inclined to turn round
and run out again.
Lawton," began the Doctor, What were
you doing when you set the house on fire last
night ?"
Please, Sir, I did'nt set the house on fire," said
Lawton.
What were you doing then with candles and
matches ?"
Please, Sir, I had not any candles."
The Doctor looked still more angry.
"Perhaps you were not out in the town last night.





LAWTON IN THE STUDY.


Perhaps you did not climb out of your bed-room
window by a rope; nor buy all kinds of rubbish and
bring it home with you ?"
Lawton began to say, "No;" but the Doctor's eyes
were fixed upon him, and he stopped. He did not
feel sure whether the Doctor quite knew that he had
done all this; or whether he was only guessing it.
He knew that Elton could not have had any time to
tell the Doctor, and he thought that Harry could only
have told about himself, so he said,
"Perhaps, Sir, it might have been Blake. You
know he sleeps in the room which opens into
mine."
The Doctor turned towards his desk, and took up
a cane. Then he said,
Lawton, you know that I very seldom flog. I
would not flog a manly, honorable boy, however
much he had done wrong. The best boys do wrong at
times; but I look upon a liar as more contemptible
than anything. I have more respect for a dog than
for a lying boy."
Oh please, Sir, let me off," said Lawton, falling on
his knees and clasping his hands.
Years and years ago, when a wicked man called
Ananias told a lie, God struck him dead upon the
spot, and sent him to hell. God might strike you
dead, Lawton, in the same way."
"Oh, please, Sir, let me off," whimpered Lawton
again.
"And like all liars," said the Doctor again, "you





HARRY AT SCHOOL.


are a coward and a sneak. When Blake, like a good
brave little fellow as he is, came to me and told me
he had done wrong, I questioned him; but he would
not tell of you: you would have laid all the blame
upon him."
"Oh, please, Sir," said Lawton.
"Do you remember, when last year you did much
the same thing as now, I threatened you, if ever you
got out again at night, that I would send you away
altogether?"
Lawton made no answer, and the Doctor took the
cane.
Then Lawton began to beg and pray again to be
let off; but the Doctor took no heed. He made many
promises of being good; but the Doctor did not
believe him.
Of course not: for he was a liar.
The Doctor thrashed him well.
I think it was the only thing for him. Do not
you?
I only hope that it may do Lawton good.
So you see, that even now, Lawton's lies did him
no good.
Lies never do succeed, even if we are not found
out for a little while.
But think, what would have become of Lawton if
God had struck him dead, like Ananias and Sapphira
in the Bible?
Supposing it had been Lawton who had been burnt
in his bed instead of Elton. Would not that have






LAWTON IN THE STUDY. 85

been a dreadful thing? A wicked boy who never
thought of God; who never said his prayers; who
was always telling lies and breaking God's command-
ments.













CHAPTER XV.

FORGIVENESS.

THOUGH Elton had not died at the time from the
smoke and the fire; yet he was very ill. He lay quite
still and pale upon the bed.
He was dying.
It must have been this which made the Doctor look
so grave and sad.
But Elton did not look sad. As the Doctor came
into the room, he turned his eyes towards him and
smiled.
Perhaps he did not know that he was so very ill.
Yet when the Doctor came and sat down by the
bedside and took Elton's hand in his, and said, How
do you feel now, Frank ?" Elton answered,
"I am very weak, sir; but I shall never be stronger
in this world, I think."
So he must have known that he was dying.
And the next moment he looked in the Doctor's
face and smiled.
Elton said presently.
"What about Lawton, sir?"





FORGIVENESS.


You have guessed then that he had something to
do with the fire ?"
Elton did not answer; and the Doctor said, "I
knew last night, that he and another boy had left the
house. Blake told me of himself this morning.
Lawton, as usual, told lies. I shall send him home to
his uncle as soon as possible."
Still Elton said nothing.
I cannot get any truth out of him. I cannot
know whether he was the cause of the fire last night,
although I think he was."
He turned to Elton and said,
Do you know, Frank ?"
Elton changed colour.
"I see you do : tell me."
"I would rather not, Sir."
But you must, my dear boy. I insist upon it,"
said the Doctor.
"I can only guess, Sir," said Elton, For I found
Lawton up last night with a candle."
The Doctor rose and walked up and down the
room. Elton heard him say to himself-" Wretched
boy! my poor Frank!"
He meant to say that Lawton's wickedness had
been the cause of Elton's illness; and would be the
cause of his death.
That was true; for although Elton had been ill
before, he had not been dying.
Elton knew very well what the Doctor meant, and
he said,




HARRY AT SCHOOL.


I \wish you would not distress yourself about me,
dear Sir: I am very happy."
The Doctor sat down by him again; and Elton said,
Will you do me a very great favour ?"
What is it, Frank?"
"Do not send Lawton home: if you do, his uncle
will be so angry with him. Do forgive him; he
must be sorry for what he has done?"
He is not sorry," said the Doctor. Do not ask
me, Frank; you know I don't like to refuse you any-
thing."
But, dear Sir, he will be sorry; perhaps he does
not yet know all he has done," and Elton fixed his
eyes upon the Doctor's face.
The Doctor stooped over him and kissed his fore-
head, and said-
"Dear Frank, it is your Saviour himself has taught
you that spirit."
"Then you will forgive him, Sir?" said Frank again.
Yes; because you ask it; for no other reason."
And the Doctor left the room.
Soon, all the boys in the house knew that Elton
was dying; but the Doctor did not tell them that
Lawton had been the cause; he told Lawton so, and
he told him how Elton had asked that he might not be
sent home.
Lawton seemed very much shocked when the Doctor
told him. He sat for a long time thinking of it, and
wondering why Elton was not angry with him; and,
saying to himself, how dreadful it must be to die,





FORGIVENESS. 89

No wonder he was shocked and frightened. When
Harry Blake heard the Doctor say to the boys, that
Elton was dying, he ran to him and clung to him,
and called out,
Oh! do let me go to him, Sir, do let me be with
him; I love him."
Some of the boys thought that Harry must have
forgotten that it was the Doctor.
I think he knew -the Doctor better than they did.
You will not cling to him, nor be rough or noisy,
nor talk much, Harry," said the Doctor.
"How could I, Sir, when he is so ill?" said Harry,
And the Doctor said, Yes, you may go."













CHAPTER XVI.

FRANCIS ELTON.

IT was not for many days that Harry Blake could sit
by Elton.
Each day he became weaker. There were nolessons
now: most of the boys were gone home, although it
was not yet time for the holidays. Lawton was not
gone home.
All day long he did nothing.
He was so afraid every hour of hearing that Elton
was dead; but he was afraid of going into Elton's
room, because he was looking so ill.
He sat with his chin upon his hands, doing nothing,
looking at nothing.
When the servants passed him on the stairs, they
would say,
Come, Sir; get out of the way, please."
Lawton would move for the time, but go back
again to his place, doing nothing, looking at nothing.
He seemed to be very unhappy.
Harry was, as he had promised, very quiet in
Elton's room. There was no one there besides





FRANCIS ELTON.


him but the Doctor, when one evening, Elton asked
to sit up.
I want to see Lawton," he said.
Harry ran to call him; but Lawton said,
I cannot go; I do not dare : say I cannot."
But you must, Lawton," said Harry.
And Harry dragged Lawton towards the door.
He would not look at Elton when he came into the
room, but kept his eyes upon the ground.
"Lawton," said Elton, holding out his hand to
him.
No, don't," said Lawton, drawing back.
"Lawton, do come near to me: I want to speak to
you," said Elton.
The Doctor moved Lawton nearer, until he stood
by the bedside, but with his eyes still upon the
ground.
Lawton," said Elton, I wish you would try to
be a better boy. I wish you would think how
wicked it is to live, day after day, without thinking
of God or saying your prayers."
Lawton had thought that Elton would be angry
with him for making him ill; and that he was going
to speak to him about that. When he found that it
was not so, he felt better and looked up from the
ground.
"Lawton, will you try ? Remember, you must
die some day, as I am dying."
I should not like to die," said Lawton. "Are
not you afraid, Elton ?"





HARRY AT SCHOOL.


"No: I do not think I am," Elton said.
Have you nothing to say?" said the Doctor very
sternly to Lawton ; "If you have not, you had better
go." ,,
And Lawton went.
He felt almost glad that Elton had said nothing
about the fire; nothing about his late conduct.
Do you think that Lawton was really sorry for
what he had done ?
No, indeed! He was not going to be punished
any more; so he tried to forget all the rest.
What a lesson all this might have been to Lawton,
if he would have taken it. But I am afraid that
from a bad boy he grew into a bad man, until his
heart became quite hard, and God left him to
himself.
When Lawton left the bedroom, Elton said,
"I think I am going to faint;" and they opened
the window, and fanned him; but he was not
fainting.
He turned his face towards Harry, who was
standing close, looking at him, and said,
"No, Harry, I am not afraid to die; because,
although I am a sinner, Christ has forgiven
me, and I know that He now is taking me to
heaven."
His eyes went from Harry's face, upwards; and
his lips still moved, though he did not speak;
and Harry thought that he must be talking to
God.





FRANCIS ELTON.


Without moving his eyes, Elton died.
The Doctor said to Harry,
"Come away, my little boy; he is gone to that
Lord Jesus whom he loved."
"Oh, he is not really dead," said Harry, I did
not think; 1 never thought he could really die. Oh,
Elton! dear Elton! Do come back! Do speak again!
I have so many things more to say to you."
You must say them to him, my child, when you
meet him again in heaven," said the Doctor. Come
Harry."
For Harry was still vainly calling to Elton, and
kissing his cold forehead.
Poor little boy! When the Doctor drew him from
the bedside, and then took him from the room, he
still said he was sure that Elton could not be dead;
that he would awake again, and speak again; and
then he threw his arms round the Doctor's neck and
cried.
It was only the next day, that Harry's Papa came
to take him home. It was a very different going
home from what he had thought of.
But he was very glad to see his dear Papa again;
and to find that the long visit away from England
had made Mamma well again. He was very glad to
see little Amy again, and the cook, and the cat;
and he had a great many things to talk of and to
see. A great many things to tell about school, and
play, and the fun he had had with the boys.
But the one he had to speak about most was





HARRY AT SCHOOL.


Elton; and the one his Mamma liked to hear about
best was Elton.
You may be sure that Harry told his Papa and
Mamma all about his own naughtiness; and promised
to try and be a better boy; but I think he had learnt
the way to be a better boy.
When he returned to school, after the holidays
were over, he tried to obey all that the Doctor told
him, and to learn his lessons well; and when his old
cowardice and fear of being laughed at came over
him, something in the room, or in the play-ground,
would make him think of Elton, and then of Elton's
God.
Tom Lawton was not sent away from school in
consequence of Elton's death; but when he was home
for the holidays, he begged so hard to go to sea-for
he was afraid of going back to the Doctor's, and
seeing again the house where all these things had
happened-that his uncle let him go; and I think
that Dr. Owen was very glad that he did not
return.
Later, when Harry was a man, and the good
Doctor was no longer with him to teach him, still he
knew that God was with him; and that it is God
only who can help us to do right, whether we are
children, or whether we have grown up to be men
and women; and I think he never again forgot to ask
for that help every morning and every night.

Little boys and little girls; do you remember who




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