Ragged Dick, Or, Street Life in New York with the Boot-Blacks by Horatio Alger
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got while I was in the printing-office which I value more than
money." "What was that, sir?" "A taste for reading and study. During my leisure hours I improved myself by study, and acquired a large part of the knowledge which I now possess. Indeed, it was one of my books that first put me on the track of the invention, which I afterwards made. So you see, my lad, that my studious habits paid me in money, as well as in another way." "I'm awful ignorant," said Dick, soberly. "But you are young, and, I judge, a smart boy. If you try to learn, you can, and if you ever expect to do anything in the world, you must know something of books." "I will," said Dick, resolutely. "I aint always goin' to black boots for a livin'." "All labor is respectable, my lad, and you have no cause to be ashamed of any honest business; yet when you can get something to do that promises better for your future prospects, I advise you to do so. Till then earn your living in the way you are accustomed to, avoid extravagance, and save up a little money if you can." "Thank you for your advice," said our hero. "There aint many that takes an interest in Ragged Dick." |
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