“Yes, he did; but still he thought with proper advice and competent assistance he might get along.  For the first, he can depend upon Mr. Maynard and myself; as for the second, Mr. Maynard suggested a good man, who is seeking a situation as farm laborer.”

“Is it anybody in this town?” asked Frank.

“No, it is a man from Brandon, named Jacob Carter.  Mr. Maynard says he is honest, industrious, and used to working on a farm.  I shall write to him this evening.”

“Then you have decided to go!” exclaimed Frank and his mother in concert.

“It will depend in part upon the answer I receive from this man Carter.  I shall feel if he agrees to come, that I can go with less anxiety.”

“How we shall miss you!” said his wife, in a subdued tone.

“And I shall miss you quite as much.  It will be a considerable sacrifice for all of us.  But when my country has need of me, you will feel that I cannot honorably stay at home.  As for Frank, he may regard me as his substitute.”

“My substitute!” repeated Frank, in a questioning tone.

“Yes, since but for you, taking charge of the farm in my absence, I should not feel that I could go.”

Frank looked pleased.  It made him feel that he was really of some importance.  Boys, unless they are incorrigibly idle, are glad to be placed in posts of responsibility.  Frank, though very modest, felt within himself unused powers and undeveloped capacities, which he knew must be called out by the unusual circumstances in which he would be placed.  The thought, too, that he would be serving his country, even at home, filled him with satisfaction.

After a pause, Mr. Frost said:  “There is one point on which I still have some doubts.  As you are all equally interested with myself, I think it proper to ask your opinion, and shall abide by your decision.”

Frank and his mother listened with earnest attention.

“You are aware that the town has decided to give a bounty of one hundred and fifty dollars to such as may volunteer toward filling the quota.  You may remember, also, that although the town passed the vote almost unanimously, it was my proposition, and supported by a speech of mine.”

“Squire Haynes opposed it, I think you said, father.”

“Yes, and intimated that I urged the matter from interested motives.  He said he presumed I intended to enlist.”

“As if that sum would pay a man for leaving his home and incurring the terrible risks of war!” exclaimed Mrs. Frost, looking indignant.

“Very likely he did not believe it himself; but he was irritated with me, and it is his habit to impute unworthy motives to those with whom he differs.  Aside from this, however, I shall feel some delicacy in availing myself of a bounty which I was instrumental in persuading the town to vote.  Though I feel that I should be perfectly justified in so doing, I confess that I am anxious not to put myself in such a position as to hazard any loss of good opinion on the part of my friends in town.”