say that I am worth a
great deal more than that."

"But you mustn't give me so much. I am sure you are too generous for
your own interest. Why, it's munificent, princely."

"Don't be troubled about me. I can spare it. Send your boy to college,
and next year I will send you another sum equally large."

"How can I thank you, Jefferson?" said Mr. Canfield, the tears coming
into his eyes. "Never in forty years have I had such a gift."

"Not even from Squire Sheldon?"

"The squire is not in the habit of bestowing gifts, but he pays a large
parish tax. May I--am I at liberty to say from whom I received this
liberal donation?"

"Please don't! You can say that you have had a gift from a friend."

"You have made me very happy, Jefferson. Your own conscience will reward
you."

Jefferson Pettigrew changed the subject, for it embarrassed him to be
thanked.

"That pays me for hard work and privation," he said to Rodney as they
walked back to the tavern. "After all there is a great pleasure in
making others happy."

"Squire Sheldon hadn't found that out."

"And he never will."

On the way they met the gentleman of whom they had been speaking. He
bowed stiffly, for he could not feel cordial to those whom had snatched
from him the house for which he had been scheming so long.

"Squire Sheldon," said Jefferson, "you were kind enough to invite
Rodney and myself to supper some evening. I am sorry to say that we must
decline, as we leave Burton tomorrow."

"Use your own pleasure, Mr. Pettigrew," said the squire coldly.

"It doesn't seem to disappoint the squire very much," remarked
Jefferson, laughing, when the great man of the village had passed on.

"It certainly is no disappointment to me."

"Nor to me. The little time I have left I can use more pleasantly than
in going to see the squire. I have promised to supper at my uncle's
tonight--that is, I have promised for both of us."

Returning to New York, Jefferson and Rodney set about getting ready for
their Western journey. Rodney gave some of his wardrobe to Mike Flynn,
and bought some plain suits suitable for his new home.

While walking on Broadway the day before the one fixed for his departure
he fell in with Jasper Redwood.

"Have you got a place yet Ropes?" asked Jasper.

"I am not looking for any."

"How is that?" asked Jasper in some surprise.

"I am going to leave the city."

"That is a good idea. All cannot succeed in the city. You may find a
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