Cast Upon the Breakers

A FAITHLESS GUARDIAN.
“Well, good by, Rodney! I leave school tomorrow. I am going to learn a trade.”
“I am sorry to part with you, David. Couldn’t you stay another term?”
“No: my uncle says I must be earning my living, and I have a chance to learn the carpenter’s trade.”
“Where are you going?”
“To Duffield, some twenty miles away. I wish I were in your shoes. You have no money cares, and can go on quietly and complete your education.”
“I don’t know how I am situated, David. I only know that my guardian pays my expenses at this boarding school.”
“Yes, you are a star boarder, and have the nicest room in the institution. I am only a poor day scholar. Still I feel thankful that I have been allowed to remain as long as I have. Who is your guardian?”
“A Mr. Benjamin Fielding, of New York.”
“Is he a business man?”
“I believe so.”
“Do you know how much you will inherit when you come of age?” asked David, after a short pause.