On Saturday evening he called on Mr. Clifton, and received the
balance of the purchase money. On Monday, with a little list of
creditors, and his pocket full of money, he made a round of calls,
and paid up everybody, including Mr. Tudor.

"I told you the bill would be paid, Mr. Tudor," he said, quietly, to
the grocer.

"You mustn't feel hard on me on account of my pressing you, Grant,"
said the grocer, well pleased, in a conciliatory tone. "You see, I
needed money to pay my bills."

"You seemed to think my father didn't mean to pay you," said Grant,
who could not so easily get over what he had considered unfriendly
conduct on the part of Mr. Tudor.

"No, I didn't. Of course I knew he was honest, but all the same I
needed the money. I wish all my customers was as honest as your
folks."

With this Grant thought it best to be contented. The time might come
again when they would require the forbearance of the grocer; but he
did not mean that it should be so if he could help it. For he was
more than ever resolved to give up the project of going to college.
The one hundred and fifty dollars which remained after paying the
debts would tide them over a year, but his college course would
occupy four; and then there would be three years more of study to
fit him for entering a profession, and so there would be plenty of
time for the old difficulties to return. If the parish would
increase kis father's salary by even a hundred dollars, they might