"I should not be satisfied to remain a journeyman all my life, nor even the half of it." "I sympathize with your ambition, Harry," said the Professor, earnestly, "and I wish you the best success.

Let me hear from you occasionally." "I should be very glad to write you, sir." "I see the stage is at the door, and I must bid you good-by.

When you have a vacation, if you get a chance to come our way, Mrs.
Henderson and myself will be glad to receive a visit from you.
Good-by!" And with a hearty shake of the hand, Professor Henderson bade farewell to his late assistant.
Those who have read "Bound to Rise," and are thus familiar with Harry Walton's early history, will need no explanation of the preceding conversation.

But for the benefit of new readers, I will recapitulate briefly the leading events in the history of the boy of sixteen who is to be our hero.
Harry Walton was the oldest son of a poor New Hampshire farmer, who found great difficulty is wresting from his few sterile acres a living for his family.

Nearly a year before, he had lost his only cow by a prevalent disease, and being without money, was compelled to buy another of Squire Green, a rich but mean neighbor, on a six months' note, on very unfavorable terms.