"You are a great comfort to me." Ben's answer was to go up to his mother and kiss her.

Some boys of his age are ashamed to show their love for the mother who is devoted to them, but it a false shame, that does them no credit.
"Still, mother, you work too hard," said Ben.

"Wait till I am a man, and you shall not need to work at all." Mrs.Barclay had been a widow for five years.

Her husband had been a commercial traveler, but had contracted a fever at Chicago, and died after a brief illness, without his wife having the satisfaction of ministering to him in his last days.

A small sum due him from his employers was paid over to his family, but no property was discovered, though his wife had been under the impression that her husband possessed some.