Chapters (29)
- HER BENNY
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- Contents
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- Preface
- Chapter I - Brother and Sister
- Chapter II - Addler's Hall
- Chapter III - Roughing It
- Chapter IV - A Friend in Need
- Chapter V - "Oh, Death! What Does Thou Mean?"
- Chapter VI - In Which Benny Makes a Discovery
- Chapter VII - Two Visits
- Chapter VIII - In Which Joe Wrag Has a Vision
- Chapter IX - Tempted
- Chapter X - In the Woods
- Chapter XI - Benny Prays
- Chapter XII - Fading Away
- Chapter XIII - The Tide Turns
- Chapter XIV - A Glimpse of Paradise
- Chapter XV - A Terrible Alternative
- Chapter XVI - An Experiment
- Chapter XVII - Perks Again
- Chapter XVIII - Adrift
- Chapter XIX - The Border Land
- Chapter XX - Life at the Farm
- Chapter XXI - An Accident
- Chapter XXII - Recognition
- Chapter XXIII - The Question Settled
- Chapter XXIV - The Reward of Well-Doing
"Well, and what has that to do with it, you tantalizing young vagabond?"
"Oh, a great deal!" said Benny, laughing: "you always profess that curiosity is a feminine weakness which you are a stranger to, and yet here you are as curious and impatient as a schoolgirl!" and Benny laughed again.
"Well, Ben," laughed Mr. Fisher, "you have me this time, I'll admit. I am a bit curious; there's no denying it; so let us know what this piece of good news is."
"You have heard me speak," said Benny, "of the little girl that gave me my lucky shilling years ago?"
"The angel, you mean, Benny," said Mrs. Fisher, with a smile.
"Yes, that's who I mean," said Benny, blushing; "and I am not quite certain that she is not an angel yet."
"Well, and what of her?" said Mr. Fisher.
"I daresay you will think it a strange story, but it seems she is a niece of Mr. Munroe, and is staying at present at Brooklands. She was with Mr. Munroe the night the horse took fright, and so without knowing it I saved the life of the little girl that befriended me in the hour of my greatest need. A little girl no longer, however, for she has grown into a grand lady, and yet she seems as good and kind as ever."
"Well, I never!" said Mr. Fisher.
"And you recognized each other at once?" inquired his wife.
"No, that we didn't: she has grown out of recollection quite; and I suppose I have also."
"Well, I should rather think you have," said Mr. Fisher, with a broad grin; "you were a scarecrow when you found your way here, and no mistake."
"But how did you find out who she was?" said Mrs. Fisher.
"By the merest accident. But you would never guess, so I will tell you all about it." And he detailed the circumstances with which the reader is familiar.
"Well, if I ever!" grunted Mr. Fisher.
"I'm so thankful, Benny," Mrs. Fisher remarked; "though the finding of the note can make no difference in our regard for you, for we never doubted your honesty for a moment."
"Thank you, mammy;" and he looked fondly up into the face of the good woman who for so many years had been as a mother to him.