Suppose, now, I could obtain a situation
for you, how shall I direct the letter letting you know?"
"Just put on the letter 'Ephraim Young.' Everybody in Plainfield
knows me."
"So he lives in Plainfield," said Mr. Montgomery to himself.
"It's as well to know that." Then aloud: "I won't forget, Mr.
Young. What sort of business would you prefer?"
"Any kind that'll pay," said the gratified youth, firmly
convinced of his companion's ability to fulfill his promise.
"I've got tired of stayin' round home, and I'd like to try York a
little while. Folks say it's easy to make money here."
"You are right. If I were a business man, I would come to New
York at once. For a smart young man like you it offers a much
better opening than a country village."
"That's what I've told dad often," said the rustic, "but he's
afraid I wouldn't get nothing to do and he says it's dreadful
expensive livin' here."
"So it is expensive, but then you will be better paid than in the
country. However, here we are. You won't forget what I told
you?"
"No--I'll remember," said the young man.
The reappearance of Mr. Barnes and wife so soon excited some
surprise in the store, for it had got around, as such things
will, that he was an impostor, and it was supposed that he would
not venture to show his face there again.
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