Three years later Robert and Julian made a vacation journey westward.
"I should like to call on my old friend Nathan Badger," said Julian.
"So should I," said Robert. "I want to see how he looks."
The Badgers could not at first be convinced that the elegant young gentleman, introduced as Julian Huet, was no other than the bound boy, Bill Benton; but he recalled so many incidents of his past life that they credited it at last.
"You were always a favorite of mine, Bill--I mean Mr. Julian!" said the farmer, who had a wonderful respect for wealth.
"And of mine!" chimed in Mrs. Badger. "And I"m sure my Andrew Jackson loved you like a brother."
Andrew Jackson, a gawky youth, no more prepossessing than his boyhood promised, winked hard and looked enviously at Julian.
When the latter drew from his pocket a silver watch and chain and asked Andrew to accept it for old acquaintance sake he was quite overcome and said he liked Julian "better than any feller he knew!"
"Then you forgive me for hitting you with a hoe, Andrew?" said Julian smilingly.
"I don"t care for that," said Andrew Jackson stoutly, "and I guess you more"n got even with us that time you stayed with d.i.c.k Schmidt and father tried to thrash a tramp--thinking it was you--and got thrashed himself!"
Then Andrew Jackson fixed an admiring glance on the watch he had coveted so long.
"Boys will be boys!" said Mr. Badger with a fatherly smile. "Andrew Jackson don"t have no ill feelings."
It was the way of the world. Julian was rich now and had plenty of friends. But he had one true friend whom money could not buy, and this was Robert Coverdale, the young fisherman of Coolers Harbor, prosperous henceforth and happy, as he well deserved to be.
THE END