And Herbert displayed his gold and silver.
“Here are fifty-two dollars that I found in the pocket of a vest. It belongs to me, for the will says expressly that I am to have the trunk and all it contains.”
“I am really glad,” said his mother, joyfully. “We are more fortunate than I expected. Sit down and tell me all about it. Who got the bulk of the property?”
“None of the relations. It is bequeathed to the town of Randolph, to found a high school, to be called the Carter School.”
“Well, it will do good, at any rate. Didn't the other relations receive legacies?”
“Small ones; but they didn't seem very well satisfied. Do you know Mr. and Mrs. Josiah Pinkerton?”
“Slightly,” said Mrs. Carter, smiling. “Were they there?”
“She was, and he was in attendance upon her. She didn't give him a chance to say much.”
“I have always heard she kept him in good subjection. How did they fare?”
“They and their two children received a hundred dollars apiece. She was mad and wanted to break the will. Then there was a Mr. Granger, a farmer, who got the same; and Cornelius Dixon, also.”