from each quarter of the
'Jack' one half of the white St. Andrew's Cross, and in its place
putting the red St. Patrick with a narrow white border, to show the
colour of the field (fig. 5).

You will notice that St. Andrew's cross is arranged so as to come above
St. Patrick's in the two quarters of the flag next to the flag-staff. If
the flag be hung in any other way it becomes a signal of danger and
distress; so let us always be careful to have our 'Jack' hung properly.

'MR. HAROLD.'

No one who had seen John Green sitting on a mile-stone opposite to the
huge iron gates which opened into the Manor-house drive would have
thought that it was a bitterly cold evening in December. His hands were
in his pockets, and he was wrapped in thought, and he did not notice the
cold.

He had been to town to try and collect a few small sums which were owing
to his mother, but with little success. Things had not gone well with
Mrs. Green and her son since Mr. Green's death, six months before. Mr.
Green had had a long and expensive illness, and all his savings and most
of his furniture had had to go in medicine and doctor's bills. He had
been a carpenter, earning good wages, and Mrs. Green was very anxious to
live in the same cottage, as there was a big garden, which she thought
she and her son ought to be able to cultivate profitably. But,
unfortunately, the apple crop failed that autumn, their rent was in
arrears, and Mr. Tucker, the land agent, whom John had just met in the
town, had told him that they must either pay in a week or go. There
were plenty of people who would willingly have lent them the necessary
money, but Mrs. Green declined to borrow under any circumstances
whatever.

'If the Squire really knew what was happening on his estate,' said the
boy, bitterly, to himself, 'I don't believe he would let old Tucker go
on as he does. It's a shame to live up in a great house like that, and
never take the trouble to find out how his agent is treating people. I'd
go to him myself, but they say he always speaks to Tucker if any tenants
do that, and Tucker turns them out at once. At any rate, there's one
more week in which to raise three pounds--and a lot of chance there is
of finding it,' and the boy laughed aloud bitterly.

'Well, there does not appear to be much to laugh at to-night,' said a
voice at his elbow, and turning round Jack saw that a man, apparently a
tramp, in even shabbier clothes than his own, had come