The Butte inter mountain. [volume] (Butte, Mont.) 1901-1912, 1901-07-15

ing over to the office door, he crossed
the room with firm step, confident
manner, sunny look and, stepping
squarely up to the young man, said:
"Mr. Brown, I am looking for work; IL
you have a vacancy anywhere from
cashier down to errand boy, give me
trial."
What can you do?" asked the youns
man, catching the spirit of the little
farce.
Anything I have to and enything I
ought to-"
when can you go to work?"
''Now."
Report for duty to the foreman ex-
claimed the fellow, struck dumb with
admiration.
"There, knew it! There is an art of
getting work" exclaimed the old man,
and, holding the young man with his eye,
went on, with a sort of passionate earn
estness: II say there is an art in get
ting work, and I have half a mind to
start school to teach it. You see, you
are trying to sell me somethlng-your
labor. Now, when a man tries to sell
life insurance or books or groceries, he
learns the art. He practices every cap
tivating grace of manner and every trick
of exposing the value of his wares.
Everything depends on the impression
which he makes. The great secret is to
strike his customer favorably at the
first crack Now, why isn't it the
same way about selling labor? If you
make an employer feel the instant he
sets eyes on you. there is chap that
I need he can fill my bill; I've got to
have hi'o.' you will get your job. See?
What you want, young fellow. is hope
and confidence on every feature of your
countenance."
but, good God, colonel, how are you
going to look hopeful and confident if
your heart is broken and your soul all
gone out of you? I've tramped these
streets and been turned down and al
most kicked out until the very con-
seriousness of manhood has died out of
my BOSOM"
The old mans chin quivered; a mist
gathered on his glasses. Poor felloW.'
he said: Il know it's hard. I don't say I
could do it myself. I suspect if had
been through what you have, 7 might
feel and act as you do. But all the
same, hard as it is, you must brace up.
You must get different look on your
face. Come, now; let's try. Smooth out
your forehead; brighten up your eye;
raise the corners of your lips. There!
L
hand kindly across the knotted brow and
clapping the stopped shoulders heartily.
Take another look at yourself in the
glass;" he continued, leading him to the
mirror. There. you don't look like the
hame man, do you?"
ITO tell the truth. I DON'T" he an
swered, honestly, happy smile upon his
face. But, don't you see, colonel" he
continued, 'it is your kindness that has
done it. IF people would only be kind
like you, there wouldn't be SO many
broken hearted and desperate wretches
in the world. feel like a giant! can
stand anything. his will last me
week! 1t will last me year! God bless
you for it! Shake my hand, sir, and
make me feel for once as if I was a
man like yourself!
The old veteran wrung his hand, sat
down at his desk, wrote three or four
letters, rose up, and, giving them to
the happy fellow, said: Go out and see
what you can do with your new face.
We will make the experiment, anyway.
I think you'll get job. If you can't
I'll make place for you. Maybe some
time you and l will start How to get
work school,
you'll hear from mel" he exclaimed.
earnestly, as he went out of the office,
about two inches taller than When he
entered.
The old man sat down in his Office
chair, leaned back and put his hands
behind his head. A look of sadness
gradually settled down upon his noble
| features. II wish some good fellow
| would come in and give me brace. I
need it badly enough" he murmured.
but I must take my own medicine"
| he said, a moment later: then set his
teeth and went to work. like the old hero
| that he was.-Charles Frederick Goss.