to be one of the richest men in Arden. He
is taxed for twenty-five thousand dollars, and is probably worth double
that sum. People wonder where he got all his money."

"A part of it is my husband's rightful share of the estate, I have no
doubt."

"Can you do nothing about it?"

"How can I? I am poor and have no influential friends. He denies
everything."

"I will think of that, Mrs. Carter. I know a lawyer down town who may
some time look into the matter for you. In the meanwhile, is there any
special work you can do?"

"Before I was married I was for a time a typewriter."

"I will see if I can hear of a situation of that kind. The lawyer I
spoke of may require an operator."

"I would thankfully accept such a position."

"Does Ben earn anything?"

"He makes a little selling papers."

"He ought to be going to school at his age."

"If I could get any work to do I would send him."

"Mrs. Carter, will you accept a little help from me?"

Andy drew a five-dollar bill from his pocketbook and tendered it to the
widow.

"But," she said, "can you spare this? It is a large sum, and you are
only a boy, probably not earning much."

"I am a boy, but I am handsomely paid for my services. Besides, I have
good friends to whom I can apply if I run short of money."

"Heaven bless you!" said Mrs. Carter, earnestly. "You cannot tell how
much good this money will do me. This morning I was utterly discouraged.
I felt that the Lord had forsaken me. But I was mistaken. He has raised
up for me a good friend, who--"

"Hopes to be of a good deal more service to you. I must leave you now,
but I shall bear you in mind, and hope soon to be the bearer of good
tidings. I will take down your address, and call upon you again soon.
Will you allow me to offer you a suggestion?"

"Certainly."

"Then send out and buy some meat. This dry bread is not sufficient for
you. Don't be afraid to spend the money I leave with you. I will see
that you have more."

As Andy left Mrs. Carter's humble home he felt more than ever the cold
and selfish character of the man who, himself living luxuriously,
suffered his brother's family to want.

CHAPTER XXVI.

MR. WARREN AND HIS SUCCESS.

Andy told Mr. Crawford about the poor family he had visited, and what he
had done to help them.

"You must let me refund the money, Andy," said his employer. "Five
dollars is a good deal for a boy to give."

"Don't forget that I have a double income,