Wait and Hope; Or, A Plucky Boy's Luck — John Shaqi
Wait and Hope; Or, A Plucky Boy's LuckAlger, Horatio, Jr.
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Wait and Hope; Or, A Plucky Boy's Luck
Alger, Horatio, Jr.
Boys -- Conduct of life -- Juvenile fiction
"You have!" said James, with sudden interest. "Did you find any?"
"Yes, I found three."
"What!" exclaimed James, in surprise.
"I was offered three places."
"Which did you take?"
"I didn't take any; I didn't like them."
"You are too particular, Ben. Just tell me where they are; I'll accept
one."
"All right!" said Ben. "I'll give you all the information you require.
The first is a dry-goods store."
"I'd like to be in a dry-goods store. What's the pay?"
"Fifty cents a week for the first year."
"Faugh!" ejaculated James, disgusted. "What's the second place?"
"Experiment clerk at the druggist's."
"Good pay?"
"I don't know."
"What are the duties?"
"To taste all the medicines, to make sure there's no poison in them.
The druggist offered me a pill, to begin with, about as large as my
head."
"I wouldn't take it for a hundred dollars a week. What's the third?"
"In a cigar store. The pay is three dollars a week."
"That's better than nothing. Where is it? I guess I'll take it."
"I don't think you'll like the duties," said Ben, laughing.
"I wouldn't mind selling cigars."
"That isn't what you're wanted for. You are to be painted red, and
stand outside as an Indian."
"That's the worst yet. I don't wonder you didn't take any of those
chances. What are you going to do this afternoon?"
"Try and find some more places."
"Leave that till tomorrow. You know there's going to be a big picnic
at Lovell's Grounds, with all sorts of athletic sports. There are prizes
for wrestling, jumping, and so on."
"I would like it well enough, but I can't afford to go."
"There'll be nothing to pay. Father subscribed for two tickets, so I've
got a spare one. Come, will you go?"
"Yes, I will, and thank you."
"Then come round to the house as soon as you've got through dinner."
"All right! I'll come."
"I suppose you haven't found a place?" said Mrs. Bradford when Ben
entered.
"Not yet."
"I don't know what's going to become of us if you don't," said Aunt
Jane mournfully.
"Don't get discouraged so quick, aunt. I've only been looking round
one forenoon. Besides, I've been offered a place, and declined it."
"Declined it! What could you have been thinking of?"
Ben then told his aunt of the place at the druggist's. He thought he
would not mention the others.
"If you'd taken it, we might have got our medicine cheaper," said
Aunt Jane, who did not comprehend a joke, and understood the
offer literally.
"I should have got mine for nothing," said Ben, laughing, "and more
than I wanted, too."
"What pay would you get?"
"I didn't ask. The first pill the druggist offered me was too much for
me. So I respectfully declined the position."
"Pills are excellent for the constitution," said Mrs. Bradford, in a
rather reproachful tone. "I never could get you to take them,
Benjamin. Some day you'll lose your life, perhaps, because you are
so set against them."
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