"I think not," said Mrs. Bradford. "They will want it half a dozen times a day. You know how such little things are, and they will always be counting their money. I believe every one we have in the house is quite honest, and the box cannot well be opened by one who does not know the secret of the spring."
So the box was not locked up; but the time came when Mrs. Bradford was very sorry she had not taken her husband's advice.
[III.]
THE MISER.
"FRED," said Harry, as the little sisters came into the breakfast-room the next morning,—"Fred, what have you done with my new top?"
"I declare," said Fred, after thinking a moment, "I do not know."