Haste and Waste; Or, the Young Pilot of Lake Champlain. A Story for Young People

h had just passed his lips. It was a consolation to Lawry and his mother to believe that the words were only a threat which was never intended to be

came to a stump in one corner of the lot. It was decayed and hollow, and in one of the cavities the pocketbook was discovered. Mr. Randall laughed for joy when it was handed up to him. Its contents

that the officers would never think of crossing

Mr. Wilford,"

ome here and accuse me of robbing one of

't thi

don't believe a man would throw his coat down anywh

believe it or not," interposed the ba

g money to cheat their creditors, or som

wry, had come out of the house when they heard the voice

man of cheating his creditors, after you h

to say I stole your

a show of inte

se you

ou pro

ink I

lost any money. It's only a trick

hall

husband," repeat

hing, it's hard to be charged with stealing si

"It becomes my duty to arrest you, though I would ra

xclaimed John Wilford. "

n," replied

an you

much," added the sheriff, in a low tone. "Come with

id Mr. Wilford, in a loud ton

t's no use for you to

I did

he money, just w

stammered th

!" groaned M

er!" sobb

"but it's all as plain as daylight. He took the money an

e do?" cried

marm, but I can't help

mmitted. The smaller children, who had been at play around the house, were now gathered about the group, unable fully to comprehend the terrible mis

n Wilford to the sheriff, for the sc

ford, as she grasped one of his arms, clinging to hi

was crazy. I wanted to be ri

en back the money,

h I ha

d Mrs. Wilford, appealing to th

uty is as plai

ritated by the cruel insinuations of the culprit, was not a malignant man; and he was disposed to grant the petition of the disconsolate wife. He had recovered his money, and had no malice against the

to jail. The poor wife, when she found that her tears and her pleadings were unavailing, submitted to the stern necessity. She insisted that her husband should be allowed to change his dress, which the sheriff readily granted; and in a short t

f disgrace. There was nothing to be said at such a time, and they sobbed in silence, until the sound of the ferry-horn roused Lawry from his lethargy o

n here now," said Mr

mother," r

ack," added Mrs. Wilford, as she wiped away her

er, and I suppose we mu

but I don't know wha

mother. I will attend to t

r the gentle breeze that was blowing up the lake. The passengers asked for his father; but Lawry could only tell them that he had gone away: the truth was too painful for him to reveal. He returned to his desol

thriftless, and wondered he had not robbed somebody before. Others had always regarded him as a person of no sagacity or forethought, but did not think he wou

the hearts of true friends. Though none of them knew much about the ferryma

ad story of his father's crime. The rich man was full of sympathy, but nothing could be done. He volunteered to be the culprit's bail

to furnish bail, declaring that he did not wish to be seen at Port Rock again. At the next session of the court, two months after

n. John Wilford was penitent; he was truly sorry for what he had done, and declared that, when he had served out his time, he would be a better man than he had ever been before. It was comfort

and was indolent and dissipated. The ferry and the little farm must be cared for, as from them came the entire support of his mother and hi

y so now. As he crossed the ferry, he gazed up at the Goblins, with less of exultation, but more of hope, than before. In his opinion, as he expressed it to his mother, there was "money in her." Mrs. Wilford was in great tribulation lest the man w

h the task he had imposed upon himself. He had no money, and he was too proud to ask Mr. Sherwood for the assistance which that gentleman would so g

r, Lawry?" asked Ethan. "I suppose you do

ed Lawry. "I am going to work upon her right off. I went down to

ve

hav

nk you can

ow I

u going to do it?

the St. Johns River. He is getting together all the barrels and hogsheads he can find, to send down to his works. He has as man

with them?" asked Ethan, de

fasten them to her hull, till

you going t

e tin horn was heard. "If you will go over with me, I will tell you all

end, and when the boat star