Part 4 (1/2)
”I haven't enough money, that's the only reason”
”How much would it take?”
”The price of the turnout, from two hundred dollars up, and about a hundred dollars for stock You know stock can be purchased as often as desired”
”By crickety! If I had the ht with a sudden idea ”That sort of thing would just suit ht you were a city boy, a clerk----”
”So I a stone, and that hits it exactly I aet out of it and see some of the country”
”Then you are like me,” returned Andrew Dilks warmly He was quite taken with Matt's candor ”If I had a turnout I would travel all over the United States, stopping a week here and a week there How old are you?”
”Sixteen”
”I am twenty-one Do you live with your parents?”
”No, I ao before all my folks died I like your appearance What is your naave Andrew Dilks a brief bit of his history
The auctioneer listened with interest, and then told a nu hian four years
He had been sick several tied to save a hundred and thirty-five dollars
”I've got seventy-five dollars saved, part of which I got fro errands, and so forth,” said Matt ”That and your money would make two hundred and ten dollars
Couldn't we start out on that?”
”We ht,” replied Andrew Dilks reflectively ”You are on your way to work now, are you not?”
”Yes, and I ought to be at the office thismad, I know But I won't care--that is, if we co, then I a at the Columbus Hotel, on the Bowery”
”I know the place, and I'll be up at seven o'clock,” returned Matt; and on this agreement the two separated
”My, but I would like to beco auctioneer!” said the boy to hih o in as equal partners He seems a first-rate chap in every way, and honest, too, or he would not have gotten into that row over the five-dollar counterfeit”
Matt had lostto Andrew Dilks, and now, in order to reach Wall street the quicker, he hopped upon the tail-end of a dray that wasthe cable cars out of a nickel!” he called to the driver, and that individual s
Less than ten minutes later the boy entered the stock-broker's main office He was just about to pass into Randolph Fenton's private apart rapidly down the street attracted his attention It was the red mustached man who had created the trouble at the auction store
”Please give these books to Mr Fenton, and tell him I'll be back shortly,” said Matt to the head clerk, and without waiting for a reply he placed his package on a desk, and hurried out of the door after the man