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After the guests had departed, the Duchess said to her children, “Let us spend this delightful twilight hour here in quiet. My soul is satisfied; for what can compare with this blessed evening hour? What comparison can there be between the grandeur of our salon and the beauty of nature?”

Just then the nightingale broke the stillness with its ecstatic song. The Duchess was surprised, and listened intently until the song was ended.

“I wonder how this nightingale came to my garden. The oldest residents cannot remember ever having heard one in this region.”

“Dear mother,” said Alfred, “you often wished that a nightingale would lend its song and its presence to grace this beautiful spot. The same boy who assisted us out of a difficulty recently, helped me gratify your wish. You remember, dear mother, that you said at that time: ‘I would give twenty pounds to have a nightingale in my garden.’ That boy has helped us please you, and we have paid him half this amount out of our savings. The boy is worthy of the money, and it may be the foundation of his future success.”

“You have acted nobly,” said the Duchess. “I am transported with ecstasy at hearing the nightingale sing for the first time in my garden, and also at the love which you have shown for your mother. It moves me still more, however, when I think that my children possess a heart big enough to part with money intended for their own use, and voluntarily give it up to afford help and joy to others. I, too, will reward the boy generously. I wonder what use he would make of the money.”

“We could not give the money to a more worthy person,” said Alfred, who then related to his mother the boy’s aspirations. “Besides, I have written to his teacher, and this is what he says about him: ‘A greater deed of charity you could not perform than to help Michael Warden carry out his desire to learn a trade. He is a clever, ingenious boy, and would learn quickly. I think he would like best to be a wheelwright, and I would suggest that you apprentice him with the master in our village.’ So you see, mother, the money would not be spent in vain.”

“Very well, the money shall be his.”

On the following morning, Alfred sent for Michael, and counted out to him the money, increasing it to fifty pounds. Michael’s astonishment almost carried him off his feet, and he thanked Alfred profusely for the extra money. He hurried home to his father and laid his wealth before him on the table. The old man stared at it in blank amazement, and said: “My boy, I hope you have not stolen this money!”

“No, father, but a little bird in the forest helped me,” and Michael related the incident.

His father, overjoyed, now made all preparations for Michael’s outfit. He then conducted him to the master wheelwright, paid the stipulated sum and entered him as an apprentice. At the end of three years, the boy was as accomplished in his trade as his master.

Before starting out into the world, Michael returned to the Castle of Banford to tell of his progress, and once more thank the Duchess and her children for their kindness to him. They praised him heartily for the strides he had made. The Duchess then gave him another gift of money for his journey, and said: “Success be yours. We must never do good by halves; the sapling that we plant we should also water.” Then with many encouraging remarks, the Banfords bade him good-bye.

Touched by their interest and charity, Michael was so stupefied that he could scarcely speak. When he recovered his self-control, he thanked them all, and promised faithfully to do his best and always remember their good advice.

CHAPTER III

ALFRED BANFORD

Alfred Banford had always been kind to the poor and dutiful and affectionate to his mother. Suddenly he was seized with patriotic fervor. For some time he had nursed the desire to be a soldier. At the age of seventeen, he studied the art of warfare at a military academy. He surprised all the officers with his military genius.