est friends, and I loved her."

"Not more than she loved you, Tom. Her last words almost were calling
down blessings on your head; and, thanks be to God! she died as a
Christian should die, and, I trust, is now happy."

"Amen!" said I; for I was much moved at Anderson's discourse.

After a pause Anderson said, "You know, Tom, that she has left you all
that she had. She told me before that such was her intention, although I
said nothing to you about it; but I thought it as well that Mr. Wilson
should make out a paper for her to put her name to, which she did. Ben
and I witnessed it, but as for what she has left you I cannot imagine it
can be much; for we examined and found no money except about seven
pounds, in two small boxes; and then in her will she has left your
sister Virginia ten pounds. Now, when that comes to be paid, I'm sure I
don't know whether the things in the shop will fetch so much money as
will pay your sister's legacy and the expenses of her funeral."

"It's of no consequence," replied I, smiling; "but we shall see. At all
events all her debts shall be paid, and her funeral shall be decent and
respectable. Good-by now, Anderson, I must go up and see my mother and
sister."

Old Nanny's remains were consigned to the tomb on the following Monday.
Her funeral was, as I had desired it to be, very respectable, and she
was followed to the grave by Anderson, my father, Ben, and me. As soon
as it was over, I requested Anderson to walk with me to Mr. Wilson's.

"I'm afraid, Tom," said Mr. Wilson, "you'll find, like a great many
other residuary legatees, that you've not gained much by the
compliment."

"Nevertheless, will you oblige me by walking down with Anderson and me
to her house?"

"And take off the seals, I presume, in your presence? But the fact is,
Tom, that not thinking the property quite safe there, even under seal, I
have kept it all in my own pocket."

"Nevertheless, oblige me by coming down."

"Oh, with all my heart, since you do not like to take possession unless
in due form."

As soon as we arrived at the hovel I went into the bedroom and threw
open the window. I then, to their great astonishment, went to the
fire-grate, threw out some rubbish which was put into it, pulled up the
iron back, and removed the bricks. In a short time I produced two small
boxes, one of them very heavy. There was nothing else in the hole.

"Here," said I, "Mr. Wilson, is a portion of the property which you h