The Cash Boy

uxurious armchair on one side of the cheerfulgrate fire; ``I w

u, sir,'' sa

r. Wharton's kindtone, and he

clusion, Mr.

d are you,

urteen

y, and a good boy, and

nk you,

say that you have a

now it,

orhouse for afew years, till you are old

ir,'' he said. ``Ipromised my mothe

do you earn a

dollars

that won't payyour own expenses!''

fty cents a week for myroom, an

u will wan

and I am layingup fifty cents a w

dollars ayear. But that doesn't allo

k, fixinga troubled glance upon the fire. ``I

t can y

pose there isn't muchchance

have a good h

tty fai

e are pen and inkon the table,

at the table, and wro

ood enough for a copyist, but you are correctin supposing th

an in reading

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try, if y

he table--any book--an

o hand--one of Irving's and read in a cle

Wharton. ``Youhave been well taug

the town s

rate, made good use

o me any good, si

ot paid for read

ly to be badlyaffected by evening use. Then suppose such a personcould secure the service

Do you know of a

ked

h since by gaslight. Mrs. Bradley,my housekeeper, has read to me some, but she hasother duties, and I don't think sh

Wharton,'' said Frank,eage

anotherquestion--perhaps you might ask a

r a week be too m

I could complain o

`Very well, I will en

nk you,

ave made up my mind topay

repeated. ``It ismuch more than

judge of th

ever expected to be so rich. I shallhave no trouble in paying for Grac

-night--that is, unlessyou h

, I have nothin

read me theleading editorial. After

bout half an hour, whena k

n,'' said

ntered, with a s

began, ``you might like me

eve you of that portion of your labors. My youngfr

e ofchilly displeasure, and a sharp glance at Fra

intruding, I wil

in her tone that made