"I should like to get an education," said Dick, his eyes lighting up. "I should like to study Latin and Greek, and go to college. Then I could be a teacher or a lawyer. But there is no chance of that," he added, his voice falling.
"Don't be too sure of that, Dick," said Frank Frank, hopefully. "Something may turn up in your favor."
"Nothing ever does turn up in Jackson," said the boy, in a tone of discouragement. "Father is a poor man, and has hard work to get along. He can give me no help."
"Isn't the farm productive?"
"There is no trouble about that, but he has to pay too high a rent. It's all the fault of Fairfield."
"The agent?"
"Yes."
"Your father was telling me about him. Now, if your father were in his place, I suppose he could give you the advantages you wish."
"Oh, yes! There would be no trouble then. I am sure he would make a better and more popular agent than Mr. Fairfield; but there is no use thinking about that."
"I expected myself to go to college," said Frank. "In fact, I have studied Latin and Greek, and in less than a year I could be ready to enter."