"Let's take shares!" exclaimed Sam. "Now's your chance, mother: how much will you give?"
"A right good plan," returned Mrs. Meade.
After a little discussion they adopted it. There were twenty-six people who subscribed a dollar; and then the slips of paper were arranged for drawing. The younger portion were considerably excited; and Hal's face was in a glow of interest.
So they began. One after another took his or her chance; and, when it was through, they all opened their slips of paper, looking eagerly at each other.
Clara Terry blushed scarlet; and Sam's quick eyes caught the unusual brilliancy. For the cream of the affair was, that Clara expected to be married in a few weeks.
Dr. Meade guessed also, and then they had a good laugh. Hal was delighted.
"It went to the right one," said Mr. Morris. "So much towards housekeeping, Clara."
"I shall always think of Joe as well as you," she said in a soft whisper to Hal, holding the thin fingers a moment.
After that they had a pleasant time singing. Hal was very fond of vocal music. It seemed to him about the happiest night of his life. Then the crowd began to disperse.
"I have thought of something new, Hal," said Dr. Meade. "I sent to New York this morning for a small galvanic battery, to try if electricity will not help you. We shall have you around yet: do not be discouraged."