"And is that all?" questioned Jim disappointedly. "Sure and that's like my mother tellin' me dustin' and dishwashin' was my two first steps."
"Well, they were your first steps, Jim, because they were the duties that lay nearest you. But it will take more than work and study, after all."
"I thought it would, sir. This is an awful nice house."
"Would you like to walk upstairs and look about?" asked the General.
"I would," was the eager answer.
So the General and Mrs. Brady and Jim went up.
"This is the sort of a room for my mother," declared little Jim, after he had carefully examined the large guest chamber. "Pat and Mike got her the summer kitchen, but I'll be gettin' her a whole house, so I will. Sleepin' in the kitchen will do for them that likes it. And now what's the rest of it besides work and study?"
"Have you ever seen any poor boys smoke cigars, Jim?"
"Yes, sir."
"And cigarettes?"