"Now, if you
had done such a thing, Walter, we should have been sure to hear of
it."
"I don't know," returned Walter, comically. "You don't know how many
lives I have saved within the last few years."
"Nor anyone else, I fancy," replied his father. "By the way, Hector,
there is a paragraph about it in the Herald of this morning. I read
it, little suspecting that you were the boy whose name the reporter
was unable to learn."
Hector read the paragraph in question with excusable pride. It was,
in the main, correct.
"How old was the little girl?" asked Walter.
"Four years old, I should think."
"That isn't quite so romantic as if she had been three times as
old."
"I couldn't have rescued her quite as easily, in that case."
Of course, Hector was called upon for an account of the affair,
which he gave plainly, without adding any of those embellishments
which some boys, possibly some of my young readers, might have been
tempted to put in.
"You are fortunate to have obliged a man like Titus Newman, Hector,"
said Mr.
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