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school that Rodney was to leave
because he had lost his property much sympathy was felt and expressed
for him.
Though he had received more than ordinary attention from the principal
on account of his pecuniary position and expectations, this had not
impaired his popularity. He never put on any airs and was on as cordial
relations with the poorest student as with the richest.
"I'm awfully sorry you're going, Rodney," said more than one. "Is it
really true that you have lost your property?"
"Yes, it is true."
"Do you feel bad about it?"
"I feel sorry, but not discouraged."
"I say, Rodney," said Ernest Rayner, in a low voice, calling Rodney

aside, "are you very short of money?"
"I haven't much left, Ernest."
"Because I received five dollars last week as a birthday present. I
haven't spent any of it. You can have it as well as not."
Rodney was much moved. "My dear Ernest," he said, putting his arm
caressingly around the neck of the smaller boy, "you are a true friend. I
won't forget your generous offer, though I don't need to accept it."
"But are you sure you have money enough?" asked Ernest.
"Yes, I have enough for the present. By the time I need more I shall
have earned it."
There was one boy, already introduced, John Bundy, who did not share
in the general feeling of sympathy for Rodney. This was John Bundy.
He felt that Rodney's departure would leave him the star pupil and give
him the chief social position in school. As to scholarship he was not
ambitious to stand high in that.
"I say, Ropes," he said complacently, "I'm to have your room after
you're gone."
"I congratulate you," returned Rodney. "It is an excellent room."
"Yes, I s'pose it'll make you feel bad. Where are you going?"
"I hope you will enjoy it as much as I have done."
"Oh yes, I guess there's no doubt of that. I'm going to get pa to send me
some nice pictures to hang on the wall. When you come back here on a
visit you'll see how nice it looks."
"I think it will be a good while before I come here on a visit."
"Yes. I s'pose it'll make you feel bad. Where are you going?"

"To the City of New York."
"You'll have to live in a small hall bedroom there."
"Why will I?"
"Because you are poor, and it costs a good deal of money to live in
New York. It'll be a great come down."
"It will indeed, but if I can earn enough to support me in plain style I
won't complain. I suppose you'll call and see me when you come to
New York?"
"Perhaps so, if you don't live in a tenement house. Pa objects to my
going to tenement houses. There's no knowing what disease there may
be in them."
"It is well to be prudent," said Rodney, smiling.
It did not trouble him much to think he was not likely to receive a call
from his quondan schoolmate.
"Here is the balance of your money, Ropes," said Dr. Sampson,
drawing a small roll of bills from his pocket, later in the day. "I am
quite willing to give you the odd thirty seven cents."
"Thank you, doctor, but I shan't need it."
"You are poorly provided. Now I would pay you a good sum for some
of your mother's jewelry, as I told you last evening."
"Thank you," said Rodney hastily, "but I don't care to sell at present."
"Let me know when you are ready to dispose of the necklace."
Here the depot carriage appeared in the street outside and Rodney with
his gripsack in one hand and the precious casket in the other, climbed
to a seat beside the driver.

His trunk he left behind, promising to send for it when he had found a
new boarding place.
There was a chorus of good byes. Rodney waved his handkerchief in
general farewell, and the carriage started for the depot.
"Be you goin' for good?" asked Joel, the driver, who knew Rodney well
and felt friendly to him.
"Yes, Joel."
"It's kind of sudden, isn't it?"
"Yes."
"What makes you go?"
"Bad news, Joel."
"Be any of your folks dead?"
"It is not death. I haven't any 'folks.' I'm alone in the world. It's because
I've lost my property and am too poor to remain in school."
"That's too bad," said the driver in a tone of sympathy. "Where are you
goin'?"
"To the city."
"Are you goin' to work?"
"Yes, I shall have to."
"If you was a little older you might get a chance to drive a street car,
but I s'pose you're too young."
"Yes, I don't think they would take