The Redwood gazette. [volume] (Redwood Falls, Minn.) 1873-1940, 1877-11-08
SEEKING A "SITCATION."

WHIT can man do in place
like thi>??" cried Steve Parker. '.Look
at this New York Herald! Look at
that entire page! Situations fol
Males. Nothing to do but to 90 and
pick and choose your place. l tell YOU,
Harry. if YOU could once walk down
Broadway. the very thought of living
in Ol,lhorou%h would sickcn YOU ever
after
Then he lowered his voice. that Mrs.
FlaNman. Harry'> 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 Steve's harangue-'. marble
stores. brown stone palaces liv-
cried servants" and sediamond studs
in his Shirt-boSom. worth thousands of
dollars. sir-'
"Who is it that shows so costly a
front. Stephen?' the mild little lady
asked. She was always anxious to be
Il 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 Broadway. He boarded with
us last summer. He used to say to me,
Parker, come to town, and we II make
Il man of YOU. You're wasted in !;
country village like Oldboroughr
That's the way he used to talk to me. -
rubbing the light down on his upper lip
triumphantly.
Il always thought thee fitted into the
grocery shop very well, Stephen said
Mrs. FlaNman, quietly. ''Thce might
be little more prompt in waiting on a
customer, it is true. But if l were to
see diamonds on Il tailors clerk, l
should suspect something was wrong
with the liamonds-or the clerk
Steve >cowled, and even Harry
thought his mothcrun The glitter
of those diamonds he remembered well
their red and yellow blaze of splen-
dor. 1t threw halo Of magnificence
now over all New York.
Steve and he talked in whispers after
that. and went out TO the back gate to
finish their discussion, which lasted UNI
til late at night.
The next morning Harry Flaxman
found Stevc's complaint the burden of
man do in place like this?'' Pretty
business for man like mer' he thought,
rs he drove the cow to pasture. snap
ping the whip at her, and after break
fast. 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 if YOU had asked him yesterday
who were his best friends. he would
certainly have counted old Brindle
among them.
a year ago, too, Harry FlaNman had
been one of the happiest boys in Old
borough when Dr. Harley had offered
him the place in his office.
Harry is good boy" he had said
to the widow, land has enough knowl-
edge of Latin to qualify him for doc
tor. as doctors go. l cannot afford to
take him as a student for nothing. But
let him come and keep the office in
order, and stay in it when am out,
and l will board and pay him enough
to clOthe him, and give him the use of
my books and such instruction rs !
can"
The Doctors deeds had been better
than his words. Harry's light duties
left him plenty of time to study. He
rccitcd his English lessons to his mother
at night. and had begun seriously at
the very foundation of medical
course.
Mrs. Flaxman was widow, and
poor. A great load had been lifted
from her mind. She fancied Harry a
grown young mana successful stu
dcnt--a physician-Dr. Harley's part
ner. 1t took her but an hour to build
that castle in Spain, and she built il
every day.
Meanwhile, Steve Parker had been
down on days visit to New York,
and brought back very different ideas,
wherewith to dazzle Harry.
DIR. Harley, during the week that
followed, observed that the boy was
careless, inattentive, and lost in his
own thoughts supposing that some
care of his mothers troubled him, he
said nothing, but resolved to call the
next day at the widows and see what
was wrong.
The next day was too late. Harry
did not come to the Office in the morn
ing as usual. An hour afterward, the
doctor was sent for to Mrs. Flaxman's
Harry" said the old woman, wht
came to the doctor, "has run away
and it has gone near to killing hi
mother. I've seen that Parker boy put
ting the mischief into the lad for weeks
Henerys not a bad 'un in the grain. ,
He left this letter. said Mrs. Flax
man, when the doctor reached tn,
house. 1.-THE poor boy did it for tn,
best. But-but would rather he HAD
diedr'
The poor little woman was not strong
and the sudden blow had shaken hel
terribly, but she would not hear wor,
Of blame of Harry. The letter he ha.
left was to say that he had gone to max,
fortune for himself and her; that h,
had influential friends and the best pros
poets in New York.
1.-The influential friend is the youn.
man Clements, who wore paste dia
monds,' said his mother, land tn
prospects are the advertisements il
the newspaper"
"Hs len ne addressp'' asked the doc
tsy;