which said, "I will FIND a way or MAKE one!"

And I did!





CHAPTER IV

A STAMMERER HUNTS A JOB


After recovering from my sad experiment with the "Wonderful
Specialist," I did not want to go home and listen to the Anvil
Chorus of "It Can't Be Done!" and "I Told You So!" I had no desire
to be the object of laughter as well as pity. So I tried to get a
job in that same city. I went from office to office--but nobody
had a job for a man who stammered.

Finally I did land a job, however, such as it was. My duties were
to operate the elevator in a hotel. How I managed to get that job,
I often wonder now, for nobody on whom I called had any place for
a boy or man who stammered. I thought it would be easy to find a
job where I wouldn't need to talk, but when I started out to look
for this job, I found it wasn't so easy after all. Almost any job
requires a man who can talk. This I had learned in my own search
for a place. But somehow or other, I managed to get that job as
elevator boy in a hotel.