So one day he said to one of Mr. Lawrence's clerks,
"Does yer think, Mr. Morgan, that I could learn to write if I was to try very hard?"
"Of course you could, Benny," said Mr. Morgan, looking kindly down into the dark earnest-looking eyes of the office boy. For Benny had done several little things for Mr. Morgan, and so that gentleman was disposed to be kind to the little waif.
"But how is I to begin?" said Benny eagerly.
"I'm busy now," said Mr. Morgan, "but if you will wait till to-morrow, I'll bring you a slate and pencil, and will set you a copy, and then you'll be able to begin right off."
Just then Mr. Lawrence called Benny from the inner office, and sent him with a note to Mrs. Lawrence, with instructions to wait for an answer.
"You know the way, Benny?"
"Yes, sir."
"But you've never been to the house?"
"No, sir."