Horatio Alger

“ He wanted to boss me, and ma and I wouldn't have it."
"So the upshot was that he had to leave the house and you remained?"
"Yes, that's the way of it," said Peter, laughing.
"And Carl was actually sent out to earn his own living without help of any kind from his father?"
"Yes."
"What is he doing?" asked Ashcroft, in some excitement. "Good heavens! he may have suffered from hunger."
"Are you a friend of his?" asked Peter, sharply.
"I am a friend of anyone who requires a friend."
"Carl is getting along well enough. He is at work in some factory in Milford, and gets a living." ”

“ Is he in good health?"
"He ain't very well. Ma told me the other day she didn't think he would live long. She got him to make a will the other day."
"Why, this seems to be a conspiracy!" thought Ashcroft. "I'd give something to see that will." ”