Jim returned to school when his father was out of danger, as his uncle
thought he ought to finish the term. He was very much subdued, but his
companions appreciated his manliness, and gave him a warm welcome.
"He has lots of pluck," said Carl warmly; "he was as anxious to go to
college as any of us, but he doesn't say a word about it now--says he
is going to work this summer."
"I wish you would tell him how pleased I am with him," said Aunt
Zelie. "I see so little of him lately, he seems almost shy."
The big house was sold, and when Mr. Carter could be moved he was
taken to their new home, a little place that belonged to his wife.
When everything was settled it was found that they would have a small
income, enough to support two people in some degree of comfort. Then
Jim's uncle, to everybody's surprise, offered to send him to college.
"I don't believe in it very much, but you are such a likely boy you
may make something out of it, so if you want to go I'll foot the
bills."
Jim brought the news one Friday night to a meeting of the O.B.F.D. It
was early, and only Carl and his aunt were in the room.
"I shall work very hard, for I mean to pay Uncle James back some day,"
he said.
"That is right; I am sure you will, and I am glad for you and proud of
you, for you deserve it," Aunt Zelie said earnestly.
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