"Big nation that, and fine people in it, too. Going up the country?"
"I think some of it," Oscar replied.
"Are you going far up?" asked the man.
"Beyond Zurnst, probably; that is, if I can get there," replied Oscar, taking possession of a chair, and depositing his feet on the railing.
The man opened his eyes and began to look earnest. He ascended the steps, and, taking up a chair, seated himself by the boy's side.
"Are you a clerk?" was his next question.
"No, I'm not a clerk."
"Sportsman, then, most likely?"
"In a small way."