nd handed me the key at the same
time."

"And have you never thought of opening it to see what it contained?"

"No," replied Walter. "It did not occur to me to do so. But I will go
and see now." With these words he left the room, and went up to the
apartment where the piece of furniture stood. In the various drawers
were found the watch, rings, and jewelry his master had been accustomed
to wear. As he viewed these tokens of regard, his eyes were bedewed with
melancholy gratitude. Carefully placing the jewelry in a little box, he
was about to close the cabinet again, when his eye fell upon a drawer
which he had omitted to open. Here, to his infinite surprise, he found a
packet with the inscription, in his late master's handwriting, "The
Reward of Fidelity," which, on opening, he found to contain bank-notes
for one hundred thousand francs.

"Well, what have you found?" inquired the general, eagerly, when the
half-bewildered youth returned.

"This watch and jewelry, and a packet of bank-notes," replied Walter,
laying them on the table.

"One hundred thousand francs!" exclaimed the old gentleman. "That is
something worth having. Why, that will be a fortune to you; and I am now
sorry that I did my nephew the injustice to think he had forgotten you.
I wish you joy with all my heart!"

"For what do you wish me joy, sir?"

"For what? For the money," said the general, in surprise.

"But that is not for me," said the Switzer, shaking his head. "This
watch and the jewelry I will keep as long as I live, in memory of my
good master; but the money must have been left there by mistake, and I
should feel like a thief if I were to take any of it."

The old general opened his eyes as wide as he could, and stared in
astonishment at the simplicity of the youth. "I'm afraid you are out of
your mind," said he. "The will says, 'The black cabinet, with all its
contents.' The bank-notes were in it, and of course they are yours."

"And yet it must be a mistake."

"But I tell you it is no mistake," exclaimed the general, impatiently.
"Look at the inscription, 'The Reward of Fidelity!' To whom should that
apply but to you? Put the money in your pocket, Walter, and let us have
no more absurd doubts about it."

But the young man persisted in his refusal, and pushed the packet away
from him. "It is too much," said he; "I can not think of robbing you of
such a large sum."

"Well, then," said the general, greatly touched by such singula