for it,
there will be a chance to rise. It depends upon that. If you only work
for the money, you won't rise."

"I understand, Mr. Crawford, and I am satisfied."

"Mother," said Roy, "I wish you would engage Andy to come here evenings
and help me with my lessons. I should learn twice as fast. Besides, I
should like his company."

Roy was an only child, and it was the desire of his mother's heart that
he should acquire a good education. Her means were ample and her
disposition generous.

"I don't know but Andy would feel too tired, after being in your uncle's
office all day, to teach you in the evening, she said.

"Would you, Andy?" asked Roy.

"No; I should enjoy reviewing my old studies with you."

"Then, I will engage you," said Mrs. Mason. "You can come here at eight
every evening."

"I will do so with pleasure."

"And for compensation I will pay you as much as my brother does."

"I wouldn't charge anything for helping Roy," said Andy. "It would only
be a pleasure to me."

"Andrew," said Mr. Crawford. "I am afraid you will never make a business
man if you are willing to work on those terms. My advice to you is to
accept my sister's offer. She can afford to pay you what she offers, and
you have your living to make."

"I shall insist upon paying," said Mrs. Mason, "though I appreciate
Andy's generous offer."

"Thank you very much. With such an income I shall feel rich."

"I am so glad you are going to help me, Andy," said Roy. "We'll have
bully times."

"I don't think Julius Caesar ever made use of such an expression, Roy,"
said his uncle.

"When do you wish me to come down to business, Mr. Crawford?" asked
Andy.

"You may as well come to-morrow, and get broken in before your regular
engagement commences."

"I shall be glad to do so."

"For this week you need only stay till three o'clock in the afternoon.
There isn't much doing after that."

When Andy went home it will not be wondered at if he was in a state of
exhilaration. His discharge from the jeweler's had turned out to his
advantage. His income was now ten dollars a week, and he had no board to
pay. He certainly ought to lay up money.

He said to himself that now he would not go back to Mr. Flint's even if
he had the chance.

When he entered his room he found Sam Perkins waiting for him.

"I have been thinking, Andy," he said, "that I might be able to get you
into our store. I will speak to Mr. Chambers to-morrow."

"There is no