In the court she saw Master Simon Sneed, who was sitting on his father's doorstep.

She noticed that he looked sad and downhearted; and when he spoke to her the tones of his voice indicated the same depression of spirits.
"Have you seen the Mayor lately, Katy ?" asked Simon, as he approached.
"Not very lately." "I should like to see him," added he, raising his eyes to her.
"Why don't you call upon him?
You know where he lives--don't you ?" "Yes, but----" Master Simon paused, as though he did not like to explain the reason.
Katy waited for him to proceed, but as he did not, she remarked that he looked very sad, and she hoped nothing had happened.
"Something has happened," replied he, gloomily.
"Nothing bad, I hope." "I have left my place at Sands & Co.'s.
"Left it?
Why, how can they possibly get along without you ?" exclaimed Katy.
"It is their own fault; and though I say it who should not say it, they will never find another young man who will do as much for them as I have done." "I shouldn't think they would have let you go." "Nor I; but some men never know when they are well used." "How did it happed ?" "I asked them for an increase of salary, and told them I could stay no longer unless they did so.

And what do you think they did ?" "I don't know; I should suppose they would have raised your salary." "No, Katy," added Simon, bitterly.

"Mr.Sands told me I might go; he wouldn't have me at any rate.

Wasn't that cool?
Well, well; if they don't know their own interest, they must bear the consequences.