He decided to wear his everyday clothes, and carry his best in a bundle, with some necessary underclothing.
Andy found on inquiry that the town of Cato, where his great-uncle lived, was nearly four hundred miles distant.
Of course, there would be no occasion to assume his character till he got nearly there.
From a railroad guide he ascertained the name of a place about fifteen miles from Cato, and bought a ticket to that place.
We will call this place Seneca, though that was not the name.
Before leaving Hamilton it was not only proper but incumbent on Andy to call on Dr. Euclid, and resign his post as janitor.
“Going to leave us, Andrew?” said the doctor, in a tone of regret. “I am sorry to hear it. Can’t you stay till the end of the term?”
“No, sir; I shall have to go at once,” answered Andy.
“If it is any money embarrassment,” said the doctor, kindly, “don’t let that influence you. I shall be very glad to assist you, if you will allow me.”
Dr. Euclid spoke in a tone of kindness and delicate sympathy which could hardly have been expected of the stern master at whose frown so many boys trembled.