But the moment had arrived when he could accomplish his purpose. As Ben looked down at his ragged attire, which was in a considerably worse condition then when he was first presented to the reader, he felt that it was high time he got a new suit.
The first thing to be done was to get his money. He made his way to the savings-bank, and presented himself at the counter.
"I want all of my money," he said.
"I hope you're not going to spend it all," said the bank officer, who by this time had come to feel acquainted with Ben, from his frequent calls to make deposits.
"I'm goin' to buy some new clothes," said Ben. "Don't I look as if I needed some?"
"Yes, you are rather out at elbows, I must admit. But new clothes won't cost all the money you have in the bank."
"I'm goin' home to my friends," said Ben, "after I've got dressed decently."
"That's a good resolution, my boy; I hope you'll stick to it."
"It's what I've been workin' for, for a long time," said Ben.
He filled out the order for the money, and it was delivered to him.