Horatio Alger

“ He has lost his place. He has been turned away," said the deacon, with satisfaction."
"Frank turned away! Oh, sir, you must be mistaken."
"Mr. Pomeroy told me. He found out yesterday when he went to the city."
Poor Grace! she could not longer doubt now, and her brother's misfortune saddened her even more than her own.
"Probably you will soon see your brother."
"Oh, do you think so, sir?" asked Grace, joyfully.
"Yes," answered the deacon, grimly. "He will find himself in danger of starvation in the city, and he'll creep back, only too glad to obtain a nice, comfortable home in the poorhouse." ”

“ Then, sir, you have treated the boy very unfairly. On the strength of a charge not proved, you have dismissed him, though personally you had noticed nothing out of the way in him, and rendered it impossible for him to obtain another place. ”

“ Pomeroy," he said, seeing the latter in the yard. "You've met with a severe loss."
"Yes, deacon; it is a severe loss to a poor man like me."
"To be sure. Well, I've called around to relieve you of a part of your cares. I am going to take Grace Fowler to the poorhouse."
"Couldn't you get her a place with a private family to help about the house in return for her board, while she goes to school?"
"There's nobody wants a young girl like her," said the deacon. ”