"Lor', no; and all ye has to du is to make the best on 't."
"And what is that? That is just what I want to know. How can I make the best on 't?"
"What ye goin' to Philadelphy for?" she replied, instead of answering his question.
"I am going after work. I am a printer, and want to find work in a printing office."
"A printer, lor'! Dear me, yer fortin is made to set up business in this 'ere town. There's nothin' of the like here."
"I have nothing to set up the business with," said Benjamin. "I would as lief work here as in Philadelphia, if the way was open."
The woman did not know what was necessary in establishing a printing house. That types and a press were indispensable articles in such business she did not dream. She thought, doubtless, that he carried all necessary fixtures with him in his pockets.
"Lor', then, I'll lodge ye till Tuesday for ——," naming the sum.
"I will stay with you, then, and make the best of it," he replied.
He found himself in very good quarters, and his hostess proved herself to be very kind and hospitable. He took dinner with her, and remained about the shop until towards night, when he walked forth to view the place. In his walk he came around to the river, and, as he approached it, he discovered a boat with several people in it, and he hailed them: