"What's the matter, sir?" asked Lawry. "What have I done?"
"Nothing, my boy. I think this is rather mean business; but I can't help it," replied the sheriff, as he produced certain documents. "Your father owes Mr. Taylor a note of nine hundred and fifty dollars, on which the interest has not been paid for two years, making the debt ten hundred and sixty-four dollars."
"But the place is mortgaged for that," replied Lawry.
"I have just foreclosed the mortgage; and now I must attach this steamboat."
"Attach it!" groaned Lawry.
"Such are my orders; your father's place would hardly sell for enough to pay the debt."
"But this boat is mine," pleaded Lawry.
"You are a minor, Lawry; and your father is entitled by law to all your earnings, as you have a claim on him for your support. I can't stop to explain this matter. The steamer is in my possession now, subject to the decree of the court. I shall appoint a person to take charge of her and run her for the benefit of the parties in interest."
"That's too bad!" exclaimed Lawry.
"I know it is; but I can't help it," replied the sheriff. "I shall appoint your brother, and from this time he has full control of her."