g at the house of Madame Zénobie, he might have found hi

s in opposing phalanxes, drays in long processions, drays with all imaginable kinds of burden; cotton in bales, piled as high as the omnibuses; leaf tobacco in huge hogsheads; cases of linens and silks; stacks of raw-hides; crates of cabbages; bales of prints and of hay; interlocked heaps of blue and red ploughs; bags of coffee, and spices, and corn; bales of bagging; barrels, casks, and tierces; whisky, pork, onions, oats, bacon, garlic, molasses, and other delicacies; rice, sugar,-what was there not? Wines of Fran

s and wrong. As to what constitutes ignominy he had a very young man's-and, shall we add? a very American-idea. He could not have believed, had he been told, how many establishments he had passed by, omitting to apply in them for employment. He little dreamed he had been too select. He had entered not into any house of the Samaritans, to use a figure; much less, to speak literally, had he gone to the lost sheep

r him. And then and there occurred this simple accident,-that at last he came in contact with the man who had work to give him. This person good-humo

er in t

es

ods for up

at sociability to strangers on the street was no

oking for e

Richling, becoming aware that his questioner was glancing al

keep

les; and the man, young and muscular,

said, as they reached

ized him b

just beyond there is a boarding-house, and then a hardware store; you can hear them throwing down sheets of iron. He

he have misunderstood? For the man did not come. There was a person sitting at a desk on the far

when the propri

ose, and dropped ag

you want

e to wait h

r wait

ant. Richling rose, and he

y! Where did you say yo

ybody's books yet

Richling, but took a sample vial of molasses from a dirty mant

y such thing. I

as he began to speak, but he stopped before half his words were uttered, and saw his folly. Even while his voice still trembled with passion and his head was up, he colored with mortification.

forbearance; "but you ought to know you can't come in and take charge of a large

know it

at canvassed and black-initialled volumes standing in a low iron safe, "left only yesterday in such a snarl, by a fellow who had

rned

beneath much superficial severity and energy, there was in this establishment a certain looseness of managem

d, if yo

use, my

may

ow

book-keeper for yo

turning again and running his hands down into his low

errupted Richling, trying hard to smile; "th

and the work

e shook his head and was about to

k to your satisfaction

t sort of an arra

ier to him as a problem; but these two young men, his equals in age, were casting amused doubts upon h

vince you the next morning in five minutes that I

an instant, and then turn

u think of

the small end of his pen-holder in his

ow; you mig

he other, again facing Richling. "Ah, yes

ned slightly forwar

who kn

bod

Where are

wauk

ossed out his

do that kind

desk, and, sitting down half-hid

m," he said, rising again

id Sam; and

ing, trucks were trundling, shipping clerks and porters were replying. One brawny fellow he saw, through the glass, take a herring from a broken box, and stop to feed it to a sleek, brindled mouser. Even the cat was valued; but he-he stood there absolutely zero. He saw it. He saw it as he never had seen it before in his life. This truth smote him

have to be turned off by y

surprise, mixed with amusement and commendation,

o trust me. Don't

s not begging, but he seeme

es again upon the letter, a

o you s

urt anythin

looked sudden

Milwaukee. You're

g chang

d Milw

. Come and see me further about it to-mor

y before the returned applicant. "Now, suppose I was to give you thos

night before, and her husband was entirely ready

to take a trial-balance off the books. If I didn't get one pretty soon, I'd drop that for the time be

e merchant, careless

chling be

mendations. I generally most always make up my opinion a

th inordinat

n one side of the town, hidden away in his work, and Dr. Sevier on the ot

closed. Much satisfaction was expressed; but another man had meantime taken charge of the

so had disordered books to be righted; and so more weeks passed. Happy weeks!

pity not to have stayed wi

I don't think they'

d gone into a thousand pieces Mary was convi

. And thus we return by a circuit to the morning when Dr. Sevier, taking up his slate