“Well, I’ve not missed more than three or four trains in my life!” said Thomas; and it was strictly true.
Half-past nine to the minute found him outside of the editorial rooms of the “Courier-Journal.”
“Can I see Mr. Fitzgerald?” he asked of a boy who came in response to a knock.
“No, sir; he went out of town yesterday. Be back to-morrow at twelve.”
“Did you get my letter already?” asked Mr. Fitzgerald of Thomas Morley, when he came to his desk next morning and found that young man waiting for him.
“Yes, sir; and here I am.”
“Well, sir, I like your promptness, and I’ll give you the place of a man whom we had to discharge for being too slow. You seem to have what a reporter needs most of all—the ‘get there’ quality.”
“I didn’t allow any trains to pass me,” said Thomas, modestly.