Slow and Sure: The Story of Paul Hoffman the Young Street-MerchantAlger, Horatio, Jr.
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Slow and Sure: The Story of Paul Hoffman the Young Street-Merchant
Alger, Horatio, Jr.
Boys -- Conduct of life -- Juvenile fiction; New York (N.Y.) -- Juvenile fiction
"I am glad to see you, Mr. Henderson," said Paul, cordially. "This is
my mother, Mrs. Hoffman, and here is the young scholar I told you of."
Jimmy looked up shyly.
"He has seen your picture and likes it. By the way, I have sold one of
your pictures--the one introducing the children."
"Thank you for your kindness," said the artist, his face brightening.
"You have done what I could not do, and it will give me very welcome
aid."
"I hope the price will be satisfactory," said Paul.
"I did not expect much," said Mr. Henderson, who inferred that the
price obtained was small. "I am unknown, and I have no right to expect
much for my work."
"I sold it to a friend of mine for fifty dollars," continued Paul.
"Fifty dollars!" exclaimed the poor artist, hardly crediting the
testimony of his ears.
"Yes," said Paul, enjoying his surprise. "Is it satisfactory?"
"Satisfactory! It is ten times as much as I expected. How can I ever
thank you?" said Mr. Henderson, seizing Paul's hand in his fervent
gratitude.
"The purchaser is rich, and he has promised to speak a word to Goupil
in your favor."
"Heaven sent you to my help," said the artist. "What a change has a
single day wrought! This morning I woke without a penny, and my poor
child without bread. To-night I am rich, and Hope has once more
visited me. I owe all my good fortune to you. Will you permit me to
give lessons to your brother without charge?"
"No," said Paul, decidedly. "I think every one ought to be paid for
their work. What I have done for you has given me very little trouble.
I am glad that I could help you. I know what it is to be poor, and
most people would call me poor now; but I can earn enough for our
expenses, and lay up something besides, so I do not feel poor. Now,
Jimmy, go and bring your drawings, and show the gentleman."
The drawings were brought, and, to Jimmy's delight, elicited warm
approval from the artist.
"Your brother has great talent," said he. "I shall be very glad to
have him for a pupil. It is much pleasanter to teach where the scholar
has taste and talent. When would you like the lessons to begin?"
"As soon as possible. To-morrow, if you can come."
"And at what time?"
"At any time. I suppose the day would be better."
"Yes, it would be better, on account of the light. Besides, I like to
be with my little daughter in the evening."
"Have you a little daughter?" asked Mrs. Hoffman.
"Yes, madam. She must be nearly the age of my young pupil here."
"Bring her with you at any time," said motherly Mrs. Hoffman. "I shall
be glad to have her come."
"If she would not be in the way."
"Not at all. We have plenty of room, and Jimmy has no playmate. We
shall be very glad to see her."
"Mary will enjoy coming," said her father. "I appreciate your kindness
in inviting her."
"By the way, Mr. Henderson," suggested Paul, "why don't you move into
the upper part of the city? It will be more convenient for you,
especially if you get other pupils."
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