“Thank you, sir; but now I have got my money back, I am able to take
care of myself. All I want is a place to work,” said Wade, who felt as
independent as a basket of chips, now that he was rich.
“You shall have a place to work in a few days: you may depend upon
that,” added Mr. Maynard.
“I can go to the restaurant, where Mr. Flinker said he would give me a
job of some kind, I don’t know what.”
“We can give you better work and better pay than any restaurant in the
city,” continued Mr. Maynard. “Don’t think any thing more about Mr.
Flinker.”
“I am willing to do any kind of work; and I have been used to hard
labor for the last year, and to poor living and very little of it. I
don’t expect to live in the parlor,” added Wade.
“Wade, your conduct, including your modesty, pleases us very much; for
you don’t seem to think that you have done a great service to us,” said
Mr. Maynard; and the other partners could not help laughing at the
simplicity of the boy.
“I only did what I thought was right,” replied Wade, fixing his gaze
upon the floor. “When I saw those fellows bringing stuff out of the
store in the middle of the night, I knew enough to see that it wasn’t
the thing to do, if I was not brought up in New York.”
“You did the right thing. Now, have you any idea what the goods the
robbers had packed up to take away with them were worth?”
“No, sir, I have not; but I shouldn’t wonder if they would foot up to
a thousand dollars, because watches and such things as you keep here
count up pretty fast,” added Wade.
“We don’t know what they were worth exactly, but it would be more,
rather than less, than twenty thousand dollars.”
“Creation!” exclaimed Wade, astounded at these figures.
“Now I will show you where you are to get your meals,” continued the
senior partner.
Wade followed him to a hotel in the neighborhood, where the jeweller
had made arrangements for him. He had a nice supper, and then returned
to the store, where he was admitted by one of the partners, and
introduced to his room-mate. The latter was one of the clerks; and,
though he could not wholly conceal his contempt for his companion’s
greenness, he treated him very well. No attempt to break into the store
was made that night, and Wade slept like a rock till daylight in the
morning.
For several days the boy from the country took his meals at the
restaurant, slept in the gallery-chamber, and did such work about the
store as he could find to do. Some of the clerks were disposed to make
fun of him because he was not fashionably dressed; but Wade took no
notice of them. He was kind and obliging to all; and, in spite of his
verdancy, all in the store began to like him.
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