No Pay No Work
The Old Arm-Chair
Coals of Fire
The Little Hero Of Haarlem
The Grand Falls of the St. John
The Power of Kindness
A Mother's Love
The Abenaqui's Story
Falls of Niagara
Lost In The Woods
The Arctic Regions
COALS OF FIRE.
JOE BENTON lived in the country. Not far from his
father's house was a large pond. His cousin Herbert
had given him a beautiful boat, elegantly rigged with
mast and sails, all ready to be launched. The boat
was snugly stowed away in a little cave near the pond.
At three o'clock on a Saturday afternoon the boys were
to meet and launch the boat. On the morning of that
day Joe rose bright and early. It was a lovely morn-
ing. Joe was in fine spirits. He chuckled with de-
light when he thought of the afternoon. "Glorious!"
said he to himself, as he finished dressing. "Now, I
have just time to run down to the pond before break-
fast, and see that the boat is all right. Then I'll
hurry home and learn my lessons for Monday, so as to
be ready for the afternoon."
Away he went scampering towards the cave where
the boat had been left ready for the launch. As he
drew near he saw signs of mischief, and felt uneasy.
The big stone before the cave had been rolled away.
The moment he looked within he burst into a loud cry.
There was the beautiful boat, which his cousin had given
him, with its mast broken, its sails all torn to pieces,
and a large hole bored in the bottom !
Joe stood for a moment motionless with grief and
surprise; then with his face all red with anger he
exclaimed, "I know who did it! It was Fritz Brown;
but I'll pay him back for this caper--see if I don't!" Then
he pushed back the boat into the cave, and, hurrying
along the road a little way, he fastened a string across
the footpath, a few inches from the ground, and care-
fully hid himself among the bushes.
Presently a step was heard, and Joe eagerly peeped
out. He expected to see Fritz coming along; but in-
stead of Fritz it was his cousin Herbert. He was the
last person Joe cared to meet just then, so he un-
fastened the string and lay quiet, hoping that he would
not observe him. But Herbert's quick eye soon caught
sight of him, and Joe had to tell him all that had hap-
pened; and he wound up by saying, "But never mind;
I mean to make him smart for it!"
"Well, what do you mean to do, Joe ?" asked
"Why, you see, Fritz carries a basket of eggs to
market every morning, and I mean to trip him over
this string, and smash them all!"
Joe knew that this was not a right feeling, and ex-
pected to get a sharp lecture from his cousin. But, to
his surprise, he only said, in a quiet way, "Well, I
think Fritz does deserve some punishment: but the
string is an old trick; I can tell you something better
"What ?" cried Joe eagerly.
"How would you like to put a few coals of fire on
his head ?"
"What ! burn him ?" asked Joe, doubtfully. His
cousin nodded his head, and gave a queer smile. Joe
clapped his hands. "Bravo !" said he, "that's just
the thing, cousin Herbert. You see, his hair is so thick
he would not get burned much before he had time to
shake them off; but I would just like to see him jump
once. Now tell me how to do it--quick !"