Sam's Chance And How He Improved It

he bo

s a clerk in the office of Henry Dalton & Co. He gazed wit

ss with Mr. Dalt

I had," said S

e'll be her

ght. I'

at, Sam coolly deposited himself in a

ess for yourself?

m, "but I'm goin' to w

Dalton

to pay me five dollars a wee

said the young ma

ll, I'll e

That's a stylish

g from the chair he turned around in ord

your t

gs out on Chatham Street. I on

ink it's a li

it. I can cut it down if I want to. Maybe t

t," said the young man. "Wha

d boy. Does the boss

ble. How did you happ

ittle chap was cryin' round the stree

heard him speak of. We

s an excelle

been with

four

nk he'll ra

upon yourself. If you work f

fully, but then he found it easier

Dalton now,"

t him in some surprise, not immediately recognizing

you?" h

't you remember you told me you'd

Why, you look like an old man!

ough

ook like your o

ather taken aback. "I

my employment to be dressed in that way. You'll

ut looked rat

the man will take

ple of dollars. He will change i

accepting the money with

the exchange. Get something suitable fo

here he had made the purchase. He succeeded in effecting an exchange f

anything about the tw

e so mu

rms on which he made the exchange, and he felt that

he was called into

t is your name?"

Bar

ld are

fte

r parent

, s

do yo

hesi

gular place," he a

you genera

Newsboys'

you were

of the

oy. I have engaged you without knowing very much about you, because you h

said Sam, looking p

take an interest in you, and

more pay?"

ather pay high wages to a boy who suits m

but whether his sentiments referred to the s

lton s

re in my employment, I want you to have a regular boarding-place. I think it much better for a

I can,"

before our usual hour of closing. That will give you time to

countered was named William Bud

fice for letters first," s

ght," s

e play than work to walk through the streets, and it was

an old acquaintance, Pat Riley by name,

Sam!"

rself! How'

with me. What

," said Sam, with

What do

ollars

et it?" asked

asked me if I would g

re you g

office, to ge

nd no mistake. Got some

am. "How do y

ul

buttons-but the boss made me change

t's

uy it for best, to wear Sundays

when you get rich you can

at," said Sam

'll be a rich me

stomer, and the two

used to serve as the New York post office. He entered, and met wit

, I wonder? There was a thirty-six to it, I kno

letters in 8

ers were

ess. They were all dir

'm in a scrape, but anyhow I'll carry 'em to M