Horatio Alger

“ John Wade demanded sternly.
"I don't know that I am bound to answer your question," answered Frank, quietly, "but I have no objection. I am going to Thirty-ninth Street with this bundle."
"Hark you, boy! I have something to say to you," continued John Wade, harshly. "You have had the impudence to write to my uncle."
"What did he say?"
"Nothing that you would like to hear. He looks upon you as a thief."
"You have slandered me to him, Mr. Wade," he said, angrily. "You might be in better business than accusingly a poor boy falsely." ”

“ Such was his determination.
"I am going out this morning," said the housekeeper. "I will make it in my way to call at Gilbert & Mack's. My nephew is a salesman there, as I have told you. I will drop a word in his ear, and that will be enough to settle that boy's hash."
"Your language is professional, Mrs. Bradley," said John Wade, laughing, "but you shouldn't allude to hash in an aristocratic household. I shall be glad to have you carry out your plan."
"I hope you'll speak to your uncle about my nephew, Mr. John. He gets very poor pay where he is." ”

“ Frank's misgivings were not without good cause. The housekeeper's call at the store was connected with him. How, will be understood from a conversation which took place that morning between her and John Wade.
"It's a relief to get that boy out of the house, Mrs. Bradley," he said at the breakfast table.
"That it is, Mr. John," she replied. "But he'll be trying to get back, take my word for it."
"He won't dare to," said John Wade, incredulously. "I told him if he came near the house I would give him up to the police."
"I am afraid he will write to your uncle. He's bold enough for anything." ”