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He had certain amount of pride which
made him wish 60 be respected and
thought we'll of. He did not care so
much about being honorable, but no
liked to be thought so. He had imag-
ined that Uncle Prescott believed all he
said, and thought him a fair, square
boy.
His pride was wounded; his good
opinion of himself was humblcd; no
looked so utterly wretched that Uncle
Prescott took his hand and drew him
close to his knee.
Reginald" he said, kindly, 81 am
only pulling some of the white paper
of, and looking at the impurity under
meath. Tell me truly. do you think you
have corrupt hearth
Reginald quailed under the question.
To be asked to own having such pos
session was staggering requirement;
yet he knew his uncle's charge was
true, and he could do nothing but ao-
knowledge its truth.
''You can not easily be rid of the inn
purity, my boy.' said Uncle Prescott;
'you have hidden 1t, and kept it, and
fed it until it has overgrown the good
in you. You have made it your sole
object to try to appear good and pure;
do you wish to go on feeding and hid
ing the poison, while it grows more and
more powerful and impurep"
Reginald was too heartily ashamed Of
himself TO have much to say, and while
declaring that he did not wish to con-
tinue doing as in past, was much con-
cerned to know how much of his decep-
ton, and how many of his tricks, per-
retrated during the past few weeks
spent in his new home, had been dis
covered by Uncle Prescott.
IF you do not wish TO continue HID
ing and keeping this poison, let us be-
gin now to pull the pure white paper
off of it,, said Uncle PRESCOTT; what
did you cover up yesterday | must
have the secrets of each day since tho
time you came to share my home. Tell
me frankly, what did you cover up yes
terdayp'
Reginald glanced at his uncle and
then at the floor. He was not all bad;
he did think II would be more comfort
able to be true and honorable. lie did
feel u longing to be rid of his present
inner life; he saw himself as he had
never seen himself before; he felt q
loathing for the acts he had only
thought clever. smart
Uncle, you would hate mel" he ex-
claimed, passionately; Il never can
tell you the half. !"
" Suppose do hate you; suppose I
never do and never can forgive or for
get It; suppose you lose me as your
friend; what can that matter in com.
parlson TO losing your soul your self.
respect, the respect of the whole world
who may ever happen to hear of you,
losing your own heart of honorp I'M
cover the poison, Reginald, and let mo
help you get il out of you. no matter
how IL hurts, or whore il hits, or what
becomes of you and of me afterward.
You can afford to lose me il you can
get rid of the dshonor which is de-
stroying all the good that ever was In
you"
Reginald was looking IN his uncle's
face; he was brave with sudden brav-
cry; he was true with sudden honor;
he was filled with determination to
be free with new freedom. He re-
counted trick after trick, accidents and
receptions, and Uncle Prescott could
have been angry enough had he not
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aid fight a fight never TO be forgotten.
Reginald, having confessed every
fault he could think of, waited to hear
the words which would Danish him from
his new home. but his uncle TOOK his
hand kindly, saying; Il believe you
have faithfully torn off the covering.
and tried to take the first step toward
removing the impurity underneath; do
you promise me at this moment, which
is a solemn one, my boy. that you will
faithfully, honorably bring the faults
of every day TO me and uncover them,
no matter what their nature, rather
than hide them to turn to poison in
your hearth"
Reginald's promise was not prom
Use meant to be broken. and If in after
time he was tempted and failed and be-
gan again, are you not very sure that
his heart of dishonor gradually shrunk
away, as it was kept uncovered and
brought TO the light, while the owner
grew to be happy, honorable and true?
George Kiingle, in NJ y Observer