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Chapter XXXIV. The Grind Of The Millstones: A Sample Of Chaff

           

           “Itwouldbeniceifyoucouldgetsomeplace,”saidCarrie,promptedbyanxietyandhope.

           “IguessIwill,”hesaidreflectively.

           Forsomedaysthereafterheputonhisovercoatregularlyinthemorningandsalliedforth.Ontheseventureshefirstconsoledhimselfwiththethoughtthatwiththesevenhundreddollarshehadhecouldstillmakesomeadvantageousarrangement.Hethoughtaboutgoingtosomebrewery,which,asheknew,frequentlycontrolledsaloonswhichtheyleased,andgetthemtohelphim.Thenherememberedthathewouldhavetopayoutseveralhundredanywayforfixturesandthathewouldhavenothingleftforhismonthlyexpenses.Itwascostinghimnearlyeightydollarsamonthtolive.

           “No,”hesaid,inhissanestmoments,“Ican’tdoit.I’llgetsomethingelseandsaveup.”

           Thisgetting-somethingpropositioncomplicateditselfthemomenthebegantothinkofwhatitwashewantedtodo.Manageaplace?Whereshouldhegetsuchaposition?Thepaperscontainednorequestsformanagers.Suchpositions,heknewwellenough,wereeithersecuredbylongyearsofserviceorwereboughtwithahalforthirdinterest.Intoaplaceimportantenoughtoneedsuchamanagerhehadnotmoneyenoughtobuy.

           Nevertheless,hestartedout.Hisclotheswereverygoodandhisappearancestillexcellent,butitinvolvedthetroubleofdeluding.People,lookingathim,imaginedinstantlythatamanofhisage,stoutandwelldressed,mustbewelloff.Heappearedacomfortableownerofsomething,amanfromwhomthecommonrunofmortalscouldwellexpectgratuities.

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