“What are your plans when you reach New York?”
“I shall try to find a place in a store, or counting-room.”
“Have you friends in the city on whose influence you can rely to help you to such a situation as you desire?”
“No, sir; I have only myself to look to.”
“Only yourself! It is a bold undertaking.”
“Don't you think I shall succeed?” asked Herbert, a little anxiously.
“I do not doubt that you will succeed, after finding a place, but that is the difficulty.”
“I supposed there must be plenty to do in a great city like New York.”
“There is truth in what you say, but, nevertheless, many are led astray by it. There is, indeed, a great deal to do, but there are a great many ready to do it, and generally—I may say, always—the laborers exceed the work to be done.”
“Perhaps,” said Herbert, “many fail to get work, because they are particular what they do. If I can find nothing better to do, I will black boots.”