Paul the Peddler, or the Fortunes of a Young Street Merchant by Horatio Alger
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"Of course it is. I told him I thought you would accommodate him."
"You are sure I can get the work to do?" "Certainly. I am to go up to his house this evening and get the pattern and an order for the materials." "It seems too good to be true," said his mother. "Why, I can earn at least a dollar a day." "Then you will be doing as well as I am." "Tell me how you heard of it, Paul," said Mrs. Hoffman. Paul told the story of the manner in which he formed Mr. Preston's acquaintance. "It's lucky you ran into him, Paul," said Jimmy. "He didn't think so at the time," said Paul, laughing. "He said I nearly knocked the breath out of him." "You won't go out this afternoon, mother, will you?" asked Jimmy. "No, it will not be necessary now; I didn't think this morning that such a piece of good luck was in store for, me." CHAPTER X |
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