-handed boy, who has
laboriously taught himself the use of his right hand, it is a family
joke that he is like the inhabitants of Nineveh, who could not
tell their right hand from their left. But Harry himself has always
maintained that he can tell as well as the next man.

Out drifted the flock of choir-boys singing, "For thee, oh dear, dear
country," and presently, following them, out drifted the congregation;
among the crowd the girl that Harry loved, not so quickly that he had
not time for a look and a smile (just tinged with rose); and because she
was so sweet, so good, so altogether adorable, and because she had not
only smiled but blushed, and, unobserved, he had touched the fur of her
jacket, the young man walked on air.

He did not remember the Saint Bernards until after the early Sunday
dinner, and during the after-dinner cigar. He was sitting in the
library, before some blazing logs, at peace with all the world. To him,
thus, came his mother and announced that the dean and "that man who
preached this morning, you know," were waiting in the other room.

"They seem excited," said she, "and talk about your munificence. What
HAVE you been doing?"

"Appear to make a great deal of fuss over ten dollars," said Harry,
lightly, as he sauntered out of the door.

The dean greeted him with something almost like confusion in his
cordiality; he introduced his companion as the Rev. Mr. Gilling.

"Mr. Gilling could not feel easy until he had----"

"Made sure about there being no mistake," interrupted Mr. Gilling;
"I--the sum was so great------"

A ghastly suspicion shot like a fever-flush over Harry's mind. Could it
be possible? There were the two other bills; could he have given one of
them? Given that howling dervish a hundred dollars? The thought was too
awful!

"It was really not enough for you to trouble yourself," he said; "I dare
say you are thanking the wrong man." He felt he must say something.

To his surprise the dean colored, while the other clergyman answered, in
all simplicity:

"No, sir, no, sir. I know very well. The only other bill, except
dollars, on the plate, the dean here gave, and the warden remembers that
you put in two notes--I"--he grew quite pale--"I can't help thinking you
maybe intended to put in only ONE!" His voice broke, he tried to control
it. "The sum is so VERY large!" quavered he.

"I have given him BOTH bills, two hundred dollars!" thought Harry. He
sat down. He was accustom