Silas K. Hocking

“ Munroe.
"Excuse me," said Eva; "but I was thinking of something else. I will tell you all about it directly, if you care to hear."
Then, clear and sweet, rang out the words—
There is beauty all around
⁠When there's love at home."
And Benny felt thankful that the lights had not been brought, for in the gloom he could hide his emotion. When the song was finished, Eva swung herself round on the music-stool, and said—
"You will think me very silly, I have no doubt, but I never sing that old song without thinking of what happened years ago." ”

“ I am, indeed. I cannot forget that you saved my life, and the life of my niece; and I am anxious to help you to something better than being a farm labourer if you will let me. Almost any one can do farm work, and I think you are deserving of something better, because you have educated yourself for it. Now, I shall be glad to take you into my city office, and give you a start in life. I commenced as a clerk at the desk, and what I have accomplished there is no reason why you may not. What do you say, now?"
"I hardly know what to say, " said Benny. ”

“ Meanwhile the subject of this conversation was making his way along the silent lanes that lay between Brooklands and Scout Farm like one in a dream. Could it be really true, he mused, that he had seen his angel face to face, that he had listened again while she sang "Love at Home" and that he heard from her own lips how the lost banknote had been found, and how that now no stain rested upon his name? ”