had paid for them,
and which probably, in righteousness, he should have given to Matty.

They were at once given to Tony, whose pride in them had been only less
than that of his sister, and who, with a show of tender sentiment
scarcely to be expected from one of his surroundings and antecedents,
received them as a gift from the dead. Cheery, jolly little Tony! but
for this and other similar tokens of an affectionate heart, it might
have been thought that he was wanting in feeling, so easily did his
elastic, joyous spirit throw off trouble; so completely did he extract
all the sweet, and throw aside all the bitter, offered to him by a lot
in life which most of us would not have envied.

In the trouble and excitement over the sudden fate of the little
"deform," as Allie and Daisy had called her, we had for the moment put
aside the question of what was to be done with Theodore Yorke; but now
it was to be decided.

That the boy could be touched; that he was not lost to all trace of
human or decent feeling,--was shown by the trouble, and, his
grandparents thought, remorse, which he testified on hearing of Matty's
tragical death; and he would even have tried to make some amends to
Tony, had not the lame boy absolutely refused to let him come near him;
while the florist, seeing him from within the shop, rushed out upon
him, and threatened him with some more of the same "veesic" as he had
administered before, seeming inclined to do so whether or no; and
Theodore, plainly thinking discretion the better part of valor, had
lost no time in putting a safe distance between himself and the
pugilistic old German.

Not wishing to discuss the subject in the presence of the culprit or
his distressed and anxious grandmother, uncle Rutherford had told
Captain Yorke to come again to our house in the evening of the day on
which Matty was buried; having first taken counsel with father and
mother and aunt Emily as to the best course to be pursued for all
interested. The captain seemed quite to have lost his usual
independence and courage, and had put himself and his family into the
hands of those who he knew were good friends to him and his.

"I didn't let on to the boy, Gov'nor an' Mr. Livingstone," he said,
rubbing up his grizzled locks as was his wont when talking, "I didn't
let on to the boy as we was thinkin' he was to be took from school; but
I'm glad to say he was consid'able cut up along of that poor little
hunchback, an' his bein