CHAPTER XVI.
FERDINAND B.KENSINGTON.
It has already been mentioned that John Clapp and Luke Harrison were intimate.

Though their occupations differed, one being a printer and the other a shoemaker, they had similar tastes, and took similar views of life.

Both were discontented with the lot which Fortune had assigned them.

To work at the case, or the shoe-bench, seemed equally irksome, and they often lamented to each other the hard necessity which compelled them to it.

Suppose we listen to their conversation, as they walked up the village street, one evening about this time, smoking cigars.
"I say, Luke," said John Clapp, "I've got tired of this kind of life.
Here I've been in the office a year, and I'm not a cent richer than when I entered it, besides working like a dog all the while." "Just my case," said Luke.