<p>"I wish I could send you to college, Guy," said Mr. Fenwick, as they sat in the library, reading by the soft light of a student lamp.<br>The speaker was the Rev. Mr. Fenwick, the pastor of a church in Bayport, a few miles from New Bedford, Massachusetts.<br>"I don't think I care much about going to college, father," said Guy, a bright, manly, broad-shouldered boy of sixteen.<br>"When I was of your age, Guy," replied his father, "I was already ...