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"There isn't much to do in Wayneboro." "That isn't my lookout. She can take in sewing, or washing," suggested Ebenezer, who did not trouble himself much about the care of his neighbors. "Besides there's Herbert he can earn something." "But I'm to take his place." "Oh well, I ain't under any obligations to provide them a livin'. I've got enough to take care of myself and my family."
"My hope is to find something to do that will enable me to help mother; but there doesn't seem much chance of finding anything in Wayneboro. Do you think I could get a place in the city?" "You might; but even if you did, you would find it difficult to earn your own living, and there would be no chance of your helping your mother." Herbert, though naturally sanguine and hopeful, looked sober.
Herbert did know it, but thought it would not be in good taste to say so. "I suppose Wayneboro is rather dull for you after living in the city," he remarked. "I should say so. This village is a dull hole, and yet father expects me to stay here cooped up in a little country store. I won't stay here long, you may be sure of that." "Where will you go?" "I don't know yet.
Just as the train was ready to start, Herbert saw a young man with a ticket in his hand hurrying along the platform. "Why, there's Eben Graham!" he said, in surprise. "Is he entering the cars?" "Yes, he has just got into the car behind us." "I wonder if he is going to leave Wayneboro for good?" "Probably he is only going to Boston for the day, perhaps to buy goods."
Men are more efficient, and better qualified to discharge responsible duties." "Then, sir," said Herbert, his heart sinking, "I am to understand that you do not favor the appointment of my mother?" "I should be glad to hear that your mother was doing well," said the squire, "but I cannot conscientiously favor the appointment of a woman to be postmaster of Wayneboro."
If he was unlucky, he would have to consider some other plan for raising money to get away from Wayneboro. It was not till the day after the trial and his triumphant acquittal, that Herbert saw Eben. He came to the store to buy some groceries for his mother. "Good-evening, Herbert," said Eben. "Eben," said Herbert, coldly, "except in the way of business, I don't want to speak to you."
"Would you like to go back to Wayneboro?" asked Herbert. "Yes, anywhere," answered Eben, eagerly. "I can't make a livin' here. I have almost starved sometimes." "Eben, I'll make a bargain with you. If I will take you home, will you turn over a new leaf, and try to lead a regular and industrious life?" "Yes, I'll do it," answered Eben. "Then I'll take you with me to-morrow."
"I'm not going to support you in idleness; if you give up your situation in the store, you'll have to go to work for somebody else." "I wish I could," thought Eben, thinking of the rich young man at the hotel, from whom he had sought a position as companion. "Then I shall have to leave Wayneboro," he said; "there's nothing to do here." "Yes, there is; Farmer Collins wants a hired man."
"How I have missed you!" "We will be together now, mother." "I hope so, Herbert. Perhaps you can find something to do in Wayneboro, and even if it doesn't pay as well " "Mother," interrupted Herbert, laughing, "is that the way to speak to a rich boy like me?" "Rich?" "Yes, mother, I bring home twelve thousand dollars." Mrs.
"And all the while you have a ticket for Chicago in your pocket!" thought Herbert, suspiciously, "Well, that's your own affair entirely, not mine." "What train do you take back to Wayneboro?" asked Eben, not without anxiety. "We shall not go before four o'clock." "I may be on the train with you," said Eben, "though possibly I shall get through in time to take an earlier one."
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