This saved a good deal of trouble, as otherwise he
would have been compelled to carry them home every night and
bring them back in the morning.
"Well, Paul," asked his mother, when he returned to supper, "have
you found anything to do yet?"
"I have got employment for a few days," said Paul. "to tend a
necktie stand. The man that keeps it is sick."
"How much does he pay you, Paul?" asked Jimmy.
"Half the profits. How much do you think I have made this
afternoon?"
"Forty cents."
"What do you say to ninety-three cents? Just look at this," and
Paul displayed his earnings.
"That is excellent."
"I had good luck. Generally, I shan't make more in a whole day
than this."
"That will be doing very well."
"But I shall make more, if I can. One fellow bought six neckties
of me this afternoon. I wish everybody would do that. Now,
mother, I hope supper is most ready, for selling neckties has
made me hungry."
"Almost ready, Paul."
It was a humble meal, but a good one. There were fresh rolls and
butter, tea and some cold meat. That was all; but the cloth was
clean, and everything looked neat. All did justice to the plain
meal, and never thought of envying the thousands who, in their
rich uptown mansions, were sitting down at the same hour to
elaborate dinners costing more than their entire week's board.
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