Years afterward he used to say, "It was the cheapest piece of knowledge I ever bought."
Day after day the tall, slender boy walked the streets of New York looking for work.
At last he found a place.
It was in a carriage shop.
Here he bound himself as apprentice for five years at two dollars a month and board.
You see he could buy no good clothes.
He had no money for cigars or pleasures of any kind.
He helped to bring carriages for rich men's sons to ride in.
There is an old saying, that "everybody has to walk at one end of life," and they are fortunate who walk at the beginning and ride at the close.
When his day's work was over he liked to read.