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This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 173 pages of information about Paul Prescott's Charge.

Paul left ’Squire Conant’s house, feeling that he had great cause for joy.  The ’Squire’s refusal to receive more than half the debt, left him master of over three hundred dollars.  But I am not sure whether he did not rejoice even more over the good fortune which had come to Aunt Lucy Lee, whose kindness to him, in his unfriended boyhood, he would ever hold in grateful remembrance.  He enjoyed in anticipation the joy which he knew Aunt Lucy would feel when the change in her fortunes was communicated to her.  He knew also how great would be the chagrin of Mr. and Mrs. Mudge, when they found that the meek old lady whom they hated was about to be rescued from their clutches.  On the whole, Paul felt that this was the happiest day of his life.  It was a satisfaction to feel that the good fortune of his early friend was all due to his own intercession.

He was able to take the cars to a point four miles distant from Wrenville.  On getting out on the platform he inquired whether there was a livery stable near by.  He was directed to one but a few rods distant.  Entering he asked, “Can you let me have a horse and chaise to go to Wrenville?”

“Yes, sir,” said the groom.

“Let me have the best horse in the stable,” said Paul, “and charge me accordingly.”

“Yes, sir,” said the groom, respectfully, judging from Paul’s dress and tone that he was a young gentleman of fortune.

A spirited animal was brought out, and Paul was soon seated in the chaise driving along the Wrenville road.  Paul’s city friends would hardly have recognized their economical acquaintance in the well-dressed young man who now sat behind a fast horse, putting him through his best paces.  It might have been a weakness in Paul, but he remembered the manner in which he left Wrenville, an unfriended boy, compelled to fly from persecution under the cover of darkness, and he felt a certain pride in showing the Mudges that his circumstances were now entirely changed.  It was over this very road that he had walked with his little bundle, in the early morning, six years before.  It seemed to him almost like a dream.

At length he reached Wrenville.  Though he had not been there for six years, he recognized the places that had once been familiar to him.  But everything seemed to have dwindled.  Accustomed to large city warehouses, the houses in the village seemed very diminutive.  Even ’Squire Benjamin Newcome’s house, which he had once regarded as a stately mansion, now looked like a very ordinary dwelling.

As he rode up the main street of the village, many eyes were fixed upon him and his carriage, but no one thought of recognizing, in the well-dressed youth, the boy who had run away from the Wrenville Poorhouse.

XXXV.

Conclusion.

At the very moment that Paul was driving through the village street, Mr. Nicholas Mudge entered the Poorhouse in high spirits.  Certainly ill-fortune must have befallen some one to make the good man so exhilarant.

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