"To the next town."

"Fillmore?"

"Yes, if that is the name."

"So am I. Why shouldn't we travel together?"

"I have no objection," said Carl, who was glad of company.

"Are you in any business?"

"No, but I hope to find a place."

"Oh, a smart boy like you will soon find employment."

"I hope so, I am sure. I haven't much money left, and it is necessary I
should do something."

"Just so. I am a New York salesman, but just now I am on my
vacation--taking a pedestrian tour with knapsack and staff, as you see.
The beauty of it is that my salary runs on just as if I were at my post,
and will nearly pay all my traveling expenses."

"You are in luck. Besides you have a good place to go back to. There
isn't any vacancy, is there? You couldn't take on a boy?" asked Carl,
eagerly.

"Well, there might be a chance," said the young man, slowly. "You