The Worthington advance. [volume] (Worthington, Minn.) 1874-1908, 1877-11-15
SEEKING A "SITUATION :"


New York Herald! Look at that entire
page! Situations for Males2' Nothing
to do but to go and pick and choose your
place. l tell you, Harry, if you could
once walk down Broadway, the very
thought Of living in Oldborough would
sicken you ever after"
Then he lowered his voice, that Mrs.
Flaxman, Harry's mother, might not hear
him.
The good Quaker lady sat sewing at the
other side OF the room, pleased to see her
boy so eager and interested. She caught
now and then chance word of Stoves
harangue-" marble stores" brown stone
palaces" " liveried servants" aud" dia-
mond studs in his shirt-bosom, worth
thousands of dollars, STRIP
Stephen?" the mild little lady asked. She
was always anxious to be companion to
Harry and his friends.
Mr.. Clements, ma'am!" cried Steve
Zone of the first young men in New York.
He's clerk in clothing store on Broad
way. He boarded with US last summer.
He used to say to me. Parker, come to
town, and We'll make man of you.
You're wasted in a country village like
Oldborough! That's the way he used to
talk to me-" rubbing the light down on
his upper lip triumphantly.
II always thought thee fitted into the
grocery shop very we'll, Stephen" said
Mrs. Flaxman, quietly. ''Thee mi light be
little more prompt in waiting on Gus
toner, it is true. But if I were to see
diamonds on a tailor's clerk, I should
suspect something was wrong with the
diamonds-or the clerk"
Steve scowled, and even Harry thought
his mother unjust. The glitter of those
diamonds he remembered well-thcir red
and yellow blaze of splendor. It threw a
halo of magni6cence now over all New
York.
Steve and he talked in whispers after
that, and went out to the back gate to fin
ish their discussion, which lasted until
late at night.
The next morning Harry Flaxman
found Stoves complaint the burden of all
of his own thoughts. "What can man
do in place. like thisY" "Prettv busi-
ness for man like me!' he Thought. as
he drove the cow to pasture, swapping the
whip at her, and after breakfast, went to
the doctors Office, and brushed all the
bottles with their gilt labels, "Magnes., !"
"Quin. Pills." etc.
Yet this ''man" was only fourteen, and
1T you had asked him yesterday who
were his best friends, he would certain
ly have counted old Brindle among them
A year ago, too, Harry Flaxman had
been one Of the happiest boys in Old
borough when DR.. Harley had offered him
the place in his office.
"Harry is a good boy" he had said to
the widow, "and has enough knowledge
of Latin to qualify him tor doctor, as doc
tors 60. I cannot afford to take him as q
student for nothing. But let him come
and keep the office in order, and stay in
it when am out, and will board and
pay him er ough to clothe him and give
him the use3of my books and such instruc
ton as lean"
The Doctors deeds had been bette,
than his words. Harry's light duties left
him plenty of time to study. He recited
his English lessons to his mother at night
and had begun seriously at the very
foundation of medical course.
Mrs. Flaxman was a widow, and poor
; a, great load had been lifted from he1
mind She fancied Harry~a grown young
mana successful student PHYSICAL
DR.. Harley's partner. It took her bu,
an hour to build castle in Spain, an6
she built it every day.
Meanwhile, Steve Parker had beer
down on days visit to New York, ani
brought back very different ideas, where
{ with to dazzle Harry.
s. DR.. Harley, during the week that fol
lowed, observed that the boy was careless
inattcntive, and lost in his own thoughts
surprising that some care. Of his mother
troubled him, he said nothing, but re-
+ solved to coll the next day at the widows
= and she what was wrong.
The next day was too late. Henry die
7 mot como to the Office in the morning a.
q. usual. An hour atterward, the doctor wa.
sent for to Mrs. Flaxman's,
~ "Harry," said the old woman who cam,
to the doctor, "has run away, and it ha.
gone near to killing his mother. I've see1
that Parker boy putting the mischief int
the lad for weeks. Henry's not bad u,
in the grain"
He left this letter." said Mrs. Flax
man, when the doctor reached the house
,,N.Tha NOR Inv did II for tho ,hoa< p,,