Fame and Fortune; or, The Progress of Richard Hunter. Alger Horatio Jr.

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СКАЧАТЬ present, however, your duties will be of rather a miscellaneous character. We shall want you partly for an entry clerk, and partly to run to the post-office, bank, and so forth."

      "All right, sir," said Dick. "I'm ready to do anything that is required of me. I want to make myself useful."

      "That's the right way to feel, my young friend. Some boys are so big-feeling and put on so many airs, that you'd think they were partners in the business, instead of beginning at the lowest round of the ladder. A while ago Mr. Gilbert brought round a cousin of his, about your age, that he wanted to get in here; but the young gentleman was altogether too lofty to suit me, so we didn't take him."

      "Was the boy's name Roswell Crawford?"

      "Yes; do you know him?"

      "Not much. He thinks I'm too far beneath him for him to associate with, but he was kind enough to walk up Nassau Street with me this morning, just to encourage me a little."

      "That was kind in him, certainly," said the head clerk, smiling. "Unless I am very much mistaken, you will be able to get along without his patronage."

      "I hope so," said Dick.

      The rest of the day Dick was kept busy in various ways. He took hold with a will, and showed himself so efficient that he made a favorable impression upon every one in the establishment, except the book-keeper. For some reason or other Mr. Gilbert did not like Dick, and was determined to oust him from his situation if an opportunity should offer.

      CHAPTER IV.

      LIFE AT THE BOARDING-HOUSE

      Dick found his new quarters in Bleecker Street very comfortable. His room was kept in neat order, which was more than could be said of his former home in Mott Street. There once a fortnight was thought sufficient to change the sheets, while both boys were expected to use the same towel, and make that last a week. Indeed, Mrs. Mooney would have considered the boys "mighty particular" if they had objected to such an arrangement. Mrs. Browning, fortunately, was very different, and Dick found nothing to complain of either in his chamber or in the board which was furnished.

      Dick had felt rather awkward on his first appearance at the table, but he was beginning to feel more at his ease. It was rather remarkable, considering his past life, how readily he adapted himself to an experience so different. He left the store at five o'clock, and got to his boarding-house in time to get ready for dinner. Dick had now got to be quite particular about his appearance. He washed his face and hands thoroughly, and brushed his hair carefully, before appearing at the table.

      Miss Peyton, the lively young lady who has already been mentioned in the first chapter, sat near the boys, and evidently was quite prepossessed in their favor. Both had bright and attractive faces, though Dick would undoubtedly be considered the handsomest. He had a fresh color which spoke of good health, and was well-formed and strong. Henry Fosdick was more delicate in appearance; his face was thinner, and rather pale. It was clear that he was not as well able to fight his way through life as Dick. But there was something pleasant and attractive in his quiet sedateness, as well as in the frank honesty and humor that could be read in the glance of our friend Dick.

      "Won't you and your friend stop a little while and sing?" asked Miss Peyton, addressing Henry Fosdick on the evening of the second day of Dick's business career.

      Fosdick hesitated.

      "My friend has an engagement this evening," he said.

      "I suppose I may not ask where," said she.

      "I am invited to spend the evening with some friends on Madison Avenue," said Dick.

      "Indeed?" said Miss Peyton, surprised. "I wasn't aware you had such fashionable friends, or I couldn't have expected to retain you."

      "All my friends are not as fashionable," said Dick, wondering what the young lady would say if she could see his late fellow-lodgers at Mrs. Mooney's, on Mott Street.

      "If I can't hope to keep you this evening, you must promise to stay awhile to-morrow evening. I hope to have the pleasure of hearing you sing, Mr. Hunter."

      "When I give a concert," said Dick, "I'll be sure to let you in gratooitous."

      "Thank you," said Miss Peyton. "I shall remind you of it. I hope that time will come very soon."

      "Just as soon as I can engage the Academy of Music on reasonable terms."

      "You'd better try first in the parlor here. We'll take up a contribution, to pay you for your exertions."

      "Thank you," said Dick. "You're very kind, as the man said to the judge when he asked him when it would be perfectly agreeable for him to be hung."

      Miss Peyton laughed at this remark, and Dick went upstairs to get ready for his visit to Madison Avenue.

      Our hero felt a little bashful about this visit. He was afraid that he would do or say something that was improper, or that something would slip out which would betray his vagabond life of the streets.

      "I wish you was going with me, Fosdick," he said.

      "You'll get along well enough alone, Dick. Don't be afraid."

      "You see I aint used to society, Fosdick."

      "Nor I either."

      "But it seems to come natural to you. I'm always makin' some blunder."

      "You'll get over that in time, Dick. It's because you have so much fun in you. I am more sober. Miss Peyton seems very much amused by your odd remarks."

      "I have to talk so; I can't think of anything else to say."

      "There's one thing, Dick, we mustn't give up at any rate."

      "What's that?"

      "Studying. We don't either of us know as much as we ought to."

      "That's so."

      "You can see how much good studying has done for you so far. If it hadn't been for that, you wouldn't have been able to go into Mr. Rockwell's employment."

      "That's true enough, Fosdick. I'm afraid I don't know enough now."

      "You know enough to get along very well for the present, but you want to rise."

      "You're right. When I get to be old and infirm I don't want to be an errand-boy."

      "Nor I either. So, Dick, I think we had better make up our minds to study an hour or an hour and a half every evening. Of course, you can't begin this evening, but there are very few when you can't find the time."

      "I'll send a circ'lar to my numerous friends on Fifth Avenue and Madison, tellin' 'em how much I'm obliged for their kind invitations, but the claims of literatoor and science can't be neglected."

      "Do you know, Dick, I think it might be well for us to begin French?"

      "I wonder what Johnny Nolan would say if I should inquire after his health in the polly-voo language?"

      "It wouldn't be the first time you have astonished him."

      "Well, Fosdick, I'm in for it if you think it's best. Now tell me what necktie I shall wear?"

      Dick displayed two. One was bright red with СКАЧАТЬ