The Errand Boy; Or, How Phil Brent Won Success. Alger Horatio Jr.

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      The signor was called back to the stage. He bowed his thanks and gave another dance. Then he was permitted to retire. As this finished his part of the entertainment he afterward came around in citizen’s dress, and took a seat in the auditorium beside Phil.

      “How did you like me, Mr. Brent?” he asked complacently.

      “I thought you did well, Signor Orlando. You were much applauded.”

      “Yes, the audience is very loyal,” said the proud performer.

      Two half-grown boys heard Phil pronounce the name of his companion, and they gazed awe-stricken at the famous man.

      “That’s Signor Orlando!” whispered one of the others.

      “I know it,” was the reply.

      “Such is fame,” said the Signor, in a pleased tone to Phil. “People point me out on the streets.”

      “Very gratifying, no doubt,” said our hero, but it occurred to him that he would not care to be pointed out as a performer at Bowerman’s. Signor Orlando, however, well-pleased with himself, didn’t doubt that Phil was impressed by his popularity, and perhaps even envied it.

      They didn’t stay till the entertainment was over. It was, of course, familiar to the signor, and Phil felt tired and sleepy, for he had passed a part of the afternoon in exploring the city, and had walked in all several miles.

      He went back to his lodging-house, opened the door with a pass-key which Mrs. Schlessinger had given him, and climbing to his room in the third story, undressed and deposited himself in bed.

      The bed was far from luxurious. A thin pallet rested on slats, so thin that he could feel the slats through it, and the covering was insufficient. The latter deficiency he made up by throwing his overcoat over the quilt, and despite the hardness of his bed, he was soon sleeping soundly.

      “To-morrow I must look for a place,” he said to Signor Orlando. “Can you give me any advise?”

      “Yes, my dear boy. Buy a daily paper, the Sun or Herald, and look at the advertisements. There may be some prominent business man who is looking out for a boy of your size.”

      Phil knew of no better way, and he followed Signor Orlando’s advice.

      After a frugal breakfast at the Bowery restaurant, he invested a few pennies in the two papers mentioned, and began to go the rounds.

      The first place was in Pearl Street.

      He entered, and was directed to a desk in the front part of the store.

      “You advertised for a boy,” he said.

      “We’ve got one,” was the brusque reply.

      Of course no more was to be said, and Phil walked out, a little dashed at his first rebuff.

      At the next place he found some half a dozen boys waiting, and joined the line, but the vacancy was filled before his turn came.

      At the next place his appearance seemed to make a good impression, and he was asked several questions.

      “What is your name?”

      “Philip Brent.”

      “How old are you?”

      “Just sixteen.”

      “How is your education?”

      “I have been to school since I was six.”

      “Then you ought to know something. Have you ever been in a place?”

      “No, sir.”

      “Do you live with your parents?”

      “No, sir; I have just come to the city, and am lodging in Fifth Street.”

      “Then you won’t do. We wish our boys to live with their parents.”

      Poor Phil! He had allowed himself to hope that at length he was likely to get a place. The abrupt termination of the conversation dispirited him.

      He made three more applications. In one of them he again came near succeeding, but once more the fact that he did not live with his parents defeated his application.

      “It seems to be very hard getting a place,” thought Phil, and it must be confessed he felt a little homesick.

      “I won’t make any more applications to-day,” he decided, and being on Broadway, walked up that busy thoroughfare, wondering what the morrow would bring forth.

      It was winter, and there was ice on the sidewalk. Directly in front of Phil walked an elderly gentleman, whose suit of fine broadcloth and gold spectacles, seemed to indicate a person of some prominence and social importance.

      Suddenly he set foot on a treacherous piece of ice. Vainly he strove to keep his equilibrium, his arms waving wildly, and his gold-headed cane falling to the sidewalk. He would have fallen backward, had not Phil, observing his danger in time, rushed to his assistance.

      CHAPTER VIII

      THE HOUSE IN TWELFTH STREET

      With some difficulty the gentleman righted himself, and then Phil picked up his cane.

      “I hope you are not hurt, sir?” he said.

      “I should have been but for you, my good boy,” said the gentleman. “I am a little shaken by the suddenness of my slipping.”

      “Would you wish me to go with you, sir?”

      “Yes, if you please. I do not perhaps require you, but I shall be glad of your company.”

      “Thank you, sir.”

      “Do you live in the city?”

      “Yes, sir; that is, I propose to do so. I have come here in search of employment.”

      Phil said this, thinking it possible that the old gentleman might exert his influence in his favor.

      “Are you dependent on what you may earn?” asked the gentleman, regarding him attentively.

      “I have a little money, sir, but when that is gone I shall need to earn something.”

      “That is no misfortune. It is a good thing for a boy to be employed. Otherwise he is liable to get into mischief.”

      “At any rate, I shall be glad to find work, sir.”

      “Have you applied anywhere yet?”

      Phil gave a little account of his unsuccessful applications, and the objections that had been made to him.

      “Yes, yes,” said the old gentleman thoughtfully, “more confidence is placed in a boy who lives with his parents.”

      The two walked on together until they reached СКАЧАТЬ