Matthew White, Two Boys and a Fortune; Or, The Tyler Will
“ That isn’t the way to live, Roy Pell. You ought to be happy, so happy, because you are young, and have your life before you to make it the way it should be made.” “You have life before you, too, Mr. Tyler. You are not so very old. You’re not much more than seventy.” “I’m seventy-two. But come, let me see if I can get up with your help. I want you to take me home, so you can go for Sydney. He’s a good boy, you say, one I can trust?” The old man looked in Roy’s face closely as the latter bent over him. “Sydney is the best fellow that ever lived,” replied Roy soberly. ”
