"It will be pay enough to see you make something of yourself, Dave."
"Where did you think of sending him first?" questioned Caspar Potts.
"I was going to send my son to Oak Hall, located back of the village of Oakdale, in the State of Massachusetts. It is an institution presided over by Dr. Hasmer Clay. Perhaps you remember him. He was in our class for a short time."
"Ah, yes, I remember him. He wrote a short history of the Colonization of New England, and another history of the New England Indians."
"That's the man. I felt that I could trust my son in his care, and so I feel it would be a good place for Dave. Oak Hall prepares its students for any of the leading colleges," added Oliver Wadsworth.
"It is a boarding school, then?" said Dave.
"Yes. The term begins on the first Monday in September, so you will have ample time here in which to get ready for school."
"Is it a large place, may I ask?"
"I believe the school accommodates about a hundred pupils. I was up there once and thought it delightfully situated, on a small hill, with a river behind it, at the bottom of a great playground. The place takes its name from the great number of oaks which grow in that vicinity. I'll write a letter to Dr. Clay to-morrow, telling him that I am
