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“Oh, Hal!” I exclaimed reproachfully.

“Yes, mvam, Tam,” he sobbed ; “I have n’t anything at
all scarcely —I mean anything that’s worth money —
except things to eat and wear, and Id have to have them
anyway.”

“Have to have them?” I echoed, at the same time laying
my book upon the couch on which we were sitting, and
preparing to reason with the young gentleman on this

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point ; “do you not know, my son —

Just then Uncle Ben called out from the next room,
where he had been reading his newspaper, “What ’s the
matter with the little man? Come in here, my boy.”

“Hal,” said he solemnly, nodding slyly to me by way
of showing that he had overheard our conversation, “ you
know I’m a doctor, and if you ‘Il give me a chance to
try some experiments you can earn a lot of money.”

“Can I?” asked Hal, looking up quickly through his
tears; “I'd like that ever so much; but what is a ’speri-
ment, Uncle ?”

“An experiment,” said his uncle, “is a trial, a way of
finding out things. If you want to find out what will
happen when sugar is put into water, you simply try the
experiment of putting a lump into this tumbler, so, and
you ’Il find out that the sugar ‘Il melt-and the water will
become sweet. If you should put slices of lemon into the -
water, what would happen ?” ;

“The water would be sour,” replied Hal, promptly.

“Yes, sir; you ’re right,” said his uncle. “So much for
“experiment. Now for business. ;

“T want to find out something about eyes; so, if you ‘Il