"It's a big city," answered the farmer. "I haven't been here before for twenty years."
"Have you ever traveled on the Elevated cars?"
"No, I'm a little mite afeard to travel so high in the air. Suppose the train should go through?"
"I don't think there's any danger, sir. The road is strongly built."
"I s'pose I'm timid, but I guess I won't ventur'. My son Ephraim wouldn't mind. I came to the city mostly on his account. He wanted me to see if there wasn't an opening here. He's got sick of the farm and wants to be a city man. Are you at work here?"
"Yes, I'm a bell-boy in this hotel."
"Does it pay you well?"
"Yes, sir. I get five dollars a week and my board."
"That's good for a boy like you. It's more than I pay my hired man, and he's twenty-eight. Is your work hard?"
"I have to run upstairs and down a good deal. I got pretty tired at first."