What an awakening the boy had still to pass through! "We must think of something less grand than that, my poor Reg," said she; "and something we can share all together.

I hope Mr Richmond will be able to hear of some business opening for me, as well as you, for we shall need to put our resources together to get on." "Mother," exclaimed Reginald, overwhelmed with sudden contrition, "what a selfish brute you must think me! You don't think I'd let you work while I had a nerve left.

I'll do anything--so will Horace, but you _shall not_, mother, you _shall not_." Mrs Cruden did not argue the point just then, and in due time Mr Richmond arrived to give a new direction to their thoughts.
The investment he proposed seemed a good one.

But, in fact, the little family knew so little about business generally, and money matters in particular, that had it been the worst security possible they would have hardly been the wiser.
This point settled, Mr Richmond turned to his proposals for the boys.
"As I said in my letter, Mrs Cruden," said he, "the opening is only a modest one.

A company has lately been formed to print and publish an evening paper in the city, and as solicitor to the company I had an opportunity of mentioning your sons to the manager.