"There!" he exclaimed. "There's very little of the 'green' left. It's not altogether the hat and the collar, either. Nor the necktie. Maybe some of it was starved out!" He was a different looking boy, at all events, and the cashier at the desk of the Hotel Dantzic looked twice at him when he came in, and Mr. Keifelheimer remarked: "Dot vas a smart boy! His boss vas here, und I haf safe money. Mr. Guilderaufenberg vas right about dot boy." Jack was eager to begin his "drumming," but he ate a hearty supper before he went out. "I must learn something about hotels," he remarked thoughtfully. "I'll take a look at some of them." The Hotel Dantzic was not small, but it was small compared to some of the larger hotels that Jack was now to investigate. He walked into the first one he found, and he looked about it, and then he walked out, and went into another and looked that over, and then he thought he would try another. He strolled around through the halls, and offices, and reading-rooms, and all the public places; but the more he saw, the more he wondered what good it would do him to study them. It was about eight o'clock in the evening when he stood in front of the office of the great Equatorial Hotel, feeling very keenly that he was still only a country boy, with very little knowledge of the men and things he saw around him. A broad, heavy hand came down upon his shoulder, and a voice he had heard before asked, heartily: "John Ogden? You here? Didn't I tell you not to stay too long in the city?" "Yes, you did, Governor," said Jack, turning quickly. "But I had to stay here. I've gone into the wholesale and retail grocery business." Jack already knew that the Governor could laugh merrily, and that any other men who might happen to be standing by were more than likely to join with him in his mirth, but the color came at once to his cheeks when the Governor began to smile. "In the grocery business?" laughed the Governor. "Do you supply the Equatorial?" "No, not yet; but I'd like to," said Jack. "I think our house could give them what they need." "Let me have your card then," said one of the gentlemen who had joined in the Governor's merriment; "for the Governor has no time to spare--" Jack handed him the card of Gifford & Company. "Take it, Boulder, take it," said the Governor. "Mr. Ogden and I are old acquaintances." "He's a protege of yours, eh?" said Boulder. "Well, I mean business. Write your own name there, Mr. Ogden. I'll send our buyer down there, to-morrow, and we'll see what can be done. Shall we go in, Governor?" Jack understood, at once, that Mr. Boulder was one of the proprietors of the Equatorial Hotel. "I'm called for, Jack," said the Governor. "You will be in the city awhile, will you not? Well, don't stay here too long. I came here once, when I was about your age. I staid a year, and then I went away. A year in the city will be of great benefit to you, I hope. Good-bye."