Andy Grant's Pluck eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 206 pages of information about Andy Grant's Pluck.

Andy Grant's Pluck eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 206 pages of information about Andy Grant's Pluck.

As Andy stepped on the platform he saw Roland Hunter, the son of a neighbor.

“How are you, Andy?” said Roland, with a cheerful greeting.  “How do you happen to be coming home?  Is it vacation?”

“No; I was summoned home by a telegram.  Is—­are they all well at home?”

“Yes, so far as I know.”

Andy breathed a sigh of relief.

“I am glad of that,” he said.  “I was afraid some one in the family might be sick.”

“I don’t think so.  I would have heard, living so near.”

“Father is well, then?”

“Come to think of it, I heard he had a bad headache.”

“At any rate, it isn’t anything serious.  Are you going home?  If you are, I’ll walk along with you.”

“We can do better than that; I’ve got uncle’s buggy on the other side of the depot.  I’ll take you, bag and baggage.”

“Thank you, Roland.  My bag is rather heavy, and as it is a mile to the house, I shall be glad to accept your offer.”

“Bundle in, then,” said Roland, merrily.  “I don’t know but I ought to charge you a quarter.  That’s the regular fare by stage.”

“All right! charge it if you like,” rejoined Andy, smiling.  “Are your folks all well?”

“Oh, yes, especially Lily.  You and she are great friends, I believe.”

“Oh, yes,” answered Andy, with a smile.

“She thinks a good deal more of you than she does of me.”

“Girls don’t generally appreciate their brothers, I believe.  If I had a sister, I presume she would like you better than me.”

Roland dropped Andy at his father’s gate.

It may be said here that Mr. Grant owned a farm of fifty acres, that yielded him a comfortable living when supplemented by the interest on three thousand dollars invested in government bonds.  On the farm was a house of moderate size which had always been a pleasant home to Andy and his little brother Robert, generally called Robbie.

Andy opened the gate and walked up to the front door, valise in hand.

The house and everything about it seemed just as it did when he left at the beginning of the school term.  But Andy looked at them with different eyes.

Then he had been in good spirits, eager to return to his school work. 
Now something had happened, he did not yet know what.

Mrs. Grant was in the back part of the house, and Andy was in the sitting room before she was fully aware of his presence.  Then she came in from the kitchen, where she was preparing supper.

Her face seemed careworn, but there was a smile upon it as she greeted her son.

“Then you got my telegram?” she said.  “I didn’t think you would be here so soon.”

“I started at once, mother, for I felt anxious.  What has happened?  Are you all well?”

“Yes, thank God, we are in fair health, but we have met with misfortune.”

“What is it?”

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