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"Then why were you surprised?" "Because his social position does not entitle him to appear in such a company. When I first knew him, he was only a printer's apprentice." Fletcher wanted to say printer's devil, but did not venture to do so in presence of a young lady. "He will rise higher than that."
He thought it would be a fine thing to learn to make them. One day he heard that the news-paper at East Poult-ney wanted a boy to learn the printer's trade. He walked many long miles to see about it. He went to see Mr. Bliss. Mr. Bliss was one of the owners of the paper. Horace found him working in his garden. Mr. Bliss looked up. He saw a big boy coming toward him.
"Cairns will be editor, I suppose?" asked the doctor. "Cairns editor, O'Connor a reporter, myself manager, and Tim O'Neill printer's devil." "Tim O'Neill!" laughed the doctor. "Where did you discover that rapscallion? Molly Healy introduced you to him, I swear." "I forgot Molly Healy in mentioning the staff.
"Thank you, Oscar, but perhaps you can secure Fletcher's company. That will be much better than that of a 'printer's devil' like myself." "It may show bad taste, but I should prefer your company, notwithstanding your low employment." "Thank you, Oscar. I am much obliged." "Fitz has been hinting to me how nice it would be for us to go off somewhere together, but I don't see it in that light.
In fact he would probably have printed out all his interest in the shape of cards for friends and relatives, did not an incident spur his failing enthusiasm. The little tin box of printer's ink went empty. Bobby tried to buy more at Smith's where other kinds of ink were to be had. Mr. Smith had none. "You'd better go over to Mr. Daggett's," he advised. "He'll let you have some."
Moreover, he had a friend who was the owner of a good-sized canvas tent; was on familiar terms with another who was the proud possessor of a fairly good-sized sailing craft; his credit at the printer's was good for twenty or twenty-five dollars, and in addition he had eleven dollars in hard cash in his inside pocket. What more could an enterprising man, with energy to burn, desire?
"Whisters," says Tommy, quite intent on the picture. "Who the devil are ye, sir?" cries the Doctor; "are ye a printer's man or are ye not?" he pronounced it like NAUGHT. "Your reverence needn't raise the devil to ask who I am," says Colonel Esmond. "Did you ever hear of Doctor Faustus, little Tommy? or Friar Bacon, who invented gunpowder, and set the Thames on fire?" Mr.
He rode slowly forward; there was no reason for haste, for he had told Potter to say nothing about the reason of his delay in leaving Dry Bottom, and Potter would not expect him before nine o'clock. Hollis had warmed toward Potter this day; there had been in the old printer's manner that afternoon a certain solicitous concern and sympathy that had struck a responsive chord in his heart.
Also, a bulky book, in a dusty-looking yellow cover, reminding one of the paneled doors of a mail-coach, and bearing an elaborate title-page, full of printer's flourishes, in emulation of the cracks of a four-in-hand whip, entitled, in part, "The Great Roads, both direct and cross, throughout England and Wales, from an actual Admeasurement by order of His Majesty's Postmaster-General: This work describes the Cities, Market and Borough and Corporate Towns, and those at which the Assizes are held, and gives the time of the Mails' arrival and departure from each: Describes the Inns in the Metropolis from which the stages go, and the Inns in the country which supply post-horses and carriages: Describes the Noblemen and Gentlemen's Seats situated near the Road, with Maps of the Environs of London, Bath, Brighton, and Margate."
"That's not exactly it," said Horace. "The fact is, mother, we're neither in the literary not the clerical department. I'm a `printer's devil'!" "Oh, Horace! what do you mean?" said the horrified mother. "Oh, I'm most innocently employed. I run messages; I fetch and carry for a gentleman called Durfy.
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