"It's a new idea to me," he said. "Suppose you fail?"

"I don't mean to."

"But suppose you do--suppose you get sick?"

"Then I'll come home. But I want to try. There must be something
for me to do in the world."

"There's another thing, Harry. It takes money to travel round, and
I haven't got any means to give you."

"I don't want any, father. I mean to work my way. I've got twenty-five
cents to start with. Now, father, what do you say?"

"I'll speak to your mother about it."

"To-day?"

"Yes, as soon as I go in."

With this Harry was content. He had a good deal of confidence that
he could carry his point with both parents. He went into the house,
and said to his mother:

"Mother, father's going to speak to you about my going away from
home. Now don't you oppose it."

"Do you really think it would be a good plan, Harry?"