“Flatter the young woman of the house. If you have her, you’ve got the
mother; and nine times out of ten the gray mare is the better horse.
“It is much easier to bamboozle a woman than a man, but the profits are
apt to be less. Too much time is wasted, and time is money.
“Don’t make a second call, unless you have time to burn. Stay with a man
as long as there is hope, and then leave him for some one else to warm
over. If he wants you he’ll send for you; if he don’t, he’s thought of a
dozen arguments against you he didn’t advance before.
“One gift to the wife or daughter of a landlord is worth more to secure
attention than tips to a dozen waiters.
“There is nothing will do you more good than church going. If it don’t
happen to save your soul it will surely help your pockets.
“Hold your own. If you take a little of some people’s mouths they will
think you a fool, and give you a great deal more.
“A trunk and a bank account are both evidences of responsibility, even
if the one is empty and the other is small. If you can’t conquer both,
carry a trunk, anyhow.
“A few good names at the top of a list brings Tom, Dick and Harry at the
tail; but if you begin with Tom, Dick and Harry, the list will be all
tail, and a short one at that.
“There’s a fortune in a new fake, but it won’t work in the same
community twice; and two of a kind coming close together make a bad
pair.
“If, when you are hard up, you think of a scheme which seems likely, try
it. You have nothing to lose and everything to win. If you waste time
trying to decide, or to think of something better, the golden moment may
slip by.”
Such maxims he poured forth for my future guidance. He then told me he
was going to Chicago to prepare for the further work, asked me to keep
him advised where a letter would reach me, and promising to post me in
regard to any novelties in the market. After some other talk about our
hopes and intentions he left me. It was long before I saw him again.
I confess I felt a trifle lonely, and at a loss what to do with myself.
I had plenty of money for present needs, and a little capital with which
I could purchase a small stock of something to sell; but I did not at
the moment know what I wanted or which way to turn, and the doctor had
offered no suggestions. It was an understood matter that I was to at
least try to hoe my own row.
I lounged down to the station, and while staring aimlessly after a
departing train was surprised to hear my own name called and have some
one slap me on the back.
I looked around quickly, and lo, it was my old friend, the lightning rod
man.
We shook hands heartily, while I expressed my surprise at seeing him,
and curiosity to know how he came to be here, when I supposed he was at
Davenport, and hardly able to hobble out of the hospital.
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