hen old enough to go in business."
"But I would rather be a merchant."
"He is a merchant and a successful one; and his success lies in the fact
that he understands thoroughly how the work of making the clothing
should be done."
"He invited us to come to his store and I am glad you will take us. Will
we see him on his work-table with a needle in his hand?"
"I am not sure; but if so, we should have double respect for him, for it
would prove that he is not above his business. You appear to have the
foolish opinion that it is the kind of work that demeans or elevates a
man. I know of but two classes of men, the worker and the drone. The
king who rules wisely and the tailor who does honest work are pleasing
to God in the position in which he has placed them. But the man who
thinks the world owes him a living and will not work but begs from door
to door is like a parasite that lives upon the fruit tree."
As soon as the meal was finished the boys helped Mrs. Steiner put the
place in order, and they set out for the Forest-house, Mr. Heil leading
the way with his sister, the boys following, and Pixy enjoying the
freedom of running along without the restriction of his cord, but always
keeping near his master. They halted at the house of Uncle Braun and
invited him to meet them at the Forest-house which he gladly accepted;
then they passed on and soon stood before the palatial clothing house of
the Staymans and to the surprise of the boys it was the very one which
Franz and Paul had visited and near which Fritz was robbed. They were
met by a young man, dressed in the latest-style business-suit, who
welcomed them courteously and asked how he could serve them.
"Please tell Mr. Stayman that Frederick Heil of the Odenwald wishes to
leave an order with his firm," said Mr. Heil.
Mr. Stayman appeared immediately, and welcomed them all cordially.
"Come to my office," he said, "and I will give you comfortable seats;
we can converse there without interruption." They followed him, passing
through a small room lined with mirrors from floor to ceiling, and while
Mr. Heil gave his order, one of the young clerks took Mrs. Steiner and
the boys over the building.
"Where are the workrooms?" asked Fritz.
"They are in a large building back of this one. Here we have only suits,
and cloth in the piece."
CHAPTER X
PIXY'S EARNINGS
Soon the city lay behind them and they entered the avenue lined with
great trees which l
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