“I cannot commend your plan, my young friend, unless there is a good reason for it.”
“I think there is a good reason for it, sir.”
“I hope you have not run away from home?”
“No, sir; I left home with my step-mother's knowledge and consent.”
“That is well. I don't want wholly to discourage you, and so I will tell you that I, too, came to New York at your age with the same object in view, with less money in my pocket than you possess.”
“And now you are the president of a railroad!” said Phil hopefully.
“Yes; but I had a hard struggle before I reached that position.”
“I am not afraid of hard work, sir.”
“That is in your favor. Perhaps you may be as lucky as I have been. You may call at my office in the city, if you feel inclined.”
As Mr. Grant spoke he put in Phil's hand a card bearing his name and address, in Wall Street.