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Good-by to Mossvale and the old life!" Yet it must in truth be confessed that there was just the suspicion of a tear in his eye and a lump in his throat as he settled back in his seat, but he hastily brushed away the one and swallowed the other, and put on as bold a front as he could. The car was only partially filled, and he had a double seat all to himself.
"Send the papers to me," said Frank at parting. "I haven't anything to do at present, and will attend to the affair with pleasure." "Thank you, Frank, I will," was Richard's reply. The journey to Mossvale was an uneventful one. When Richard reached the Wood cottage all the family ran out to meet him, and in a second his mother's arms were about his neck.
The gentleman looked surprised. "I hope you'll succeed," he said. "You will find it rather uphill work, I'm afraid. Where are you from, if I may ask?" "I come from Mossvale. My name is Richard Dare. My father died from an accident a short while ago, and, as there didn't seem to be anything in our village for me to work at, I made up my mind to try New York."
There was nothing in quiet Mossvale to entice any one with push to remain there. The entire population of the district did not number three hundred people, and the only business places were three general stores, a blacksmith shop and a cross-roads hotel. A number of years previous, Mr.
I would rather have you home, even if we had a good deal less to live upon." "To-morrow I will go out and see what Mossvale has to offer," returned Richard. "In our circumstances it would not be right for me to waste any time." "Do as you think best," was Mrs. Dare's reply. "You are old enough to think and act for yourself." But Richard did not wait for the next day before he began his hunt.
"It won't do for me to remain idle when there is no money coming in." Mrs. Dare sighed. "I can't think of money matters yet, Richard," she replied, shaking her head sadly. "It is all so sudden, so unexpected, I cannot realize our terrible loss." "There isn't a chance for any one in Mossvale," put in Nancy. She herself had been secretly wondering what they were going to do for support.
He had hardly time to reach a window seat, and wave a parting adieu, when the train moved off. He looked back as long as he could. Mother and sister were waving their handkerchiefs, Grace having brought her largest for this special occasion. But the train went swiftly on its way, and soon Mossvale and its people were left behind. "Off at last!" was Richard's mental comment. "It's sink or swim now.
"What will he say when I tell him of it?" was Richard's mental comment. "He won't want to trust me any more. Perhaps those letters were worth hundreds of dollars. What a fool I've been! I ought to be sent back to Mossvale at once. I'm not fit to stay in New York."
I'm not particular, so long as it's honest. "I'm afraid you will find but few chances in Mossvale. Times are dull here ever since the hat factory moved away. I guess the stores have all the help they want. You might get a place on one of the farms." "I don't think any farmer would pay much besides my board," replied the boy. "I've got another plan," he continued, with some hesitation.
"You don't suppose I'd stand around like a gawk, staring at people!" "But is it for fortune?" repeated Grace, freeing her hands from the dough and coming up close. "Yes, it's for fortune, if that's what you call it," said Richard bluntly. "I'm tired of Mossvale, and I'm going to strike out, that is if I can get consent. I've spoken to mother about it already, and if "
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