Facing The World [Hardcover]

Here's a letter for you, Harry, said George Howard. I was passing the hotel on my way home from school when Abner Potts called out to me from the piazza, and asked me to bring it. The speaker was a bright, round-faced boy of ten. The boy whom he addressed was five or six years older. Only a week previous he had lost his father, and as the family consisted only of these two, he was left, so far as near relatives were concerned, alone in the world.