Don't you remember, my dear, Farmer speaking of him one day when you first came here, and telling how he wanted to be a gentleman; and I turned the talk when you asked what became of him ?" Hilda nodded assent "Well," Nurse Lucy continued, "that was because no good came of him, and I knew it vexed Farmer to think on it, let alone Simon's son being there.

It was all through his wanting to be a gentleman that Simon got into bad ways.

Making friends with people who had money, he got to thinking he must have it, or must make believe he had it; so he spent all he had, and then--oh, dear!--he forged his father's name, and the farm had to be mortgaged to get him out of prison; and then he took to drinking, and went from bad to worse, and finally died in misery and wretchedness.

Dear, dear! it almost broke Jacob's heart, that it did.

He had tried, if ever man tried, to save his brother; but 'twas of no use.