Sam's Chance, and How He Improved ItAlger, Horatio, Jr.
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Sam's Chance, and How He Improved It
Alger, Horatio, Jr.
Conduct of life -- Fiction; New York (N.Y.) -- History -- 19th century -- Fiction; Orphans -- Fiction
"I guess I can make it do."
"I shall get along for two fifty, and you ought to find what you will
have left enough."
"I've had to live on ten cents a day more'n once," said Sam.
"That's too little."
"I should think it was. I went to bed hungry, you bet!"
"Well, there's no need of being so economical as that. You've got to
eat enough, or you won't be fit for work. You'll have to be careful,
though, if you want to come out even."
"Oh, I can manage it," said Sam, confidently.
But Sam was mistaken. He proved himself far from a good calculator. On
Sunday he gratified an unusually healthy appetite, besides buying two
five-cent cigars. This made necessary an outlay of seventy-five cents.
The next day also he overran his allowance. The consequence was that
on Wednesday night he went to bed without a cent. He did not say
anything about the state of his finances to Henry, however, till the
next morning.
"Henry," he said, "I guess I'll have to borrer a little more money."
"What for?" asked his companion.
"I haven't got anything to buy my breakfast with."
"How does that happen?"
"I don't know," said Sam. "I must have lost some out of my pocket."
"I don't think you have. You have been extravagant, that's what's the
matter. How much did you spend on Sunday?"
"I don't know."
"I do, for I kept account. You spent seventy-five cents. That's twice
as much as you could afford."
"It was only for one day."
"At any rate, you have used up in four days as much as ought to have
lasted you the whole week."
"I don't get enough pay," grumbled Sam, who was unprepared with any
other excuse.
"There are plenty of boys that have to live on as small pay. I am one
of them."
"Will you lend me some money?"
"I'll tell you what I will do. I'll lend you twenty-five cents every
morning, and you'll have to make it do all day."
"I can't live on that. You spend more yourself."
"I know I do; but if you spend twice as much as you ought one day,
you've got to make it up another."
"Give me the money for three days all at once," said Sam.
"No, I won't."
"Why not?"
"You'd spend it all in one day, and want to borrow some more
to-morrow."
"No, I wouldn't."
"Then, you don't need it all the first day."
"You're mean," grumbled Sam.
"No, I'm not. I'm acting like a friend. It's for your own good."
"What can I get for twenty-five cents?"
"That's your lookout. You wouldn't have had to live on it, if you
hadn't been too free other days."
In spite of Sam's protestations, Henry remained firm, and Sam was
compelled to restrain his appetite for the remainder of the week. I am
ashamed to say that, when Saturday night came, Sam tried to evade
paying his just debt. But this his roommate would not permit.
"That won't do, Sam," he said. "You must pay me what you owe me."
"You needn't be in such an awful hurry," muttered Sam.
"It's better for both of us that you pay it now," said Henry. "If you
didn't, you'd spend it."
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