on. "But there was no work for him around here, and so he decided to try and get work. He went to the city and wrote me that he was going to sea. He said he had a good position, and would send me some money."
"Did he?" asked Bart.
"I have never heard from him since," the widow replied. "I'm afraid he is dead," and she began to cry again.
"Perhaps not," suggested Ned, as cheerfully as he could. "Maybe he is on a long voyage and can't write. Or perhaps he has written and the letters have gone astray. I would not worry. He may come back."
"I think Willie is alive," remarked Jane. "He was a very proud boy, and perhaps when he found he could not earn money enough to send home, he decided to stay away until he could. Maybe he is ashamed to come home."
"Oh, he knows I would forgive him! I would be glad to see him if he never had a penny!" exclaimed Mrs. Perry.
"I'll bet he'll turn up all right," put in Fenn. "He's only waiting until he can come back rich."
"It's been about a year now," the widow went on. "Willie was fifteen when he left, and he'd
