A THOUSAND A YEAR.
"I am afraid Daniel must give up his studies," Mrs. Brooks said, sadly. "I've been thinking how we are to meet the expenses of another year, and it seems quite impossible to get money enough to do so."
"Oh, it would be such a pity, and brother so nearly through," Susan said, looking up in a distressed way. "He mustn't leave college now, when he is so near graduating! There must be a way of helping him through."
Mrs. Brooks stooped to kiss the pale, tender face upturned to hers.
"You have a wise little head, Susan, but I am afraid there is a problem here you cannot solve," said the widow, mournfully.
"How much will be needed?"
"At least a hundred dollars besides what he will earn himself. You know there are always extra expenses for the graduating class."
Susan's countenance fell. It was a great sum in her estimation, and it was already difficult for them to meet their weekly expenses.