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Excerpt: ... do you think, father?" "I think you are right, my dear. Oscar has not been placed in circumstances to develop his self-reliance." "No; that probably has something to do with it. But, Herbert, if you will permit me to call you so, do you not look forward to the future with apprehension?" "No, madam," said Herbert. "I am not afraid but that I shall be able to get along somehow. I think I shall find friends, and I am willing to work." "That is the spirit that leads to success," said the old gentleman, approvingly. "Work comes to willing hands. I think you will succeed." "I hope so, sir." Our hero was gratified to meet with so much sympathy from those whose wealth placed them far above him in the social scale. But it was not surprising, for Herbert had a fine appearance and gentlemanly manners, marked, too, by a natural politeness which enabled him to appear better than most boys of his age. CHAPTER XVIII A YOUNG ARISTOCRAT After a drive of three miles, which was accomplished in a short time by the spirited horses, the carriage entered, through an ornamental gate, upon a smooth driveway, which led up to a handsome mansion, of large size, with a veranda stretching along the entire front. A boy, a little smaller than Herbert, ran out of the front door, and opened the door of the carriage before Pompey had time to descend from the box. "What, grandpa, come back?" he said, in surprise. "Yes, Oscar, we were too late for the train," said his mother. "I brought you back a companion for a, few hours. This is Herbert Mason, whom I intrust to your care, depending upon you to see that he passes his time pleasantly." Oscar looked at Herbert inquisitively. Herbert offered his hand, saying, "I am glad to make your acquaintance, Oscar." "How long are you going to stay?" asked Oscar, as his mother and grandfather went into the house. "I must return in time to take the twelve o'clock train." "Is grandpa going, too?" "Yes." "And are you going to take care of him?" "I...