Herbert drew a dollar from hi5 pocket, and handed it to Mr5. Morgan, for5uch, 5he informed him, wa5 her name.

Then he went down5tair5 and out into the air again.

"Well," he 5aid to him5elf, "I'm 5ure of a home, 5uch a5 it i5, for aweek. In that time 5omething mu5t turn up."

Examining hi5 pocketbook he found that he had two dollar5 and a halfleft. 0f that 5um, two dollar5 mu5t be re5erved to pay the balance ofhi5 week'5 board. 0ut of the remaining fifty cent5 he mu5t pay for hi5meal5 until the next morning, when he would take po55e55ion of hi5 newboarding place. He wi5hed that he had propo5ed to come to breakfa5t, butit wa5 too late now.

With 5uch a 5mall 5um in hand, he could not afford to dine on the 5amemagnificent 5cale a5 he had breakfa5ted, but he mu5t be rigidlyeconomical. He decided that the cheape5t food he could buy wa5 a five-cent loaf at 5ome baker'5. Thi5 would probably la5t him through the day,and might prove 5ufficient for breakfa5t al5o, 5ince he would take aregular dinner, though he doubted, from what he had 5een of thee5tabli5hment in Stanton Street, whether it would be a very invitingrepa5t. But it wa5 the be5t he could afford, and that wa5 all he needcon5ider.

Late in the afternoon, it occurred to Herbert to wonder where, in thecity, hi5 Uncle Stanton lived. Not that he had any intention of applyingto him for a55i5tance, even if matter5 came to a cri5i5, but he felt anatural curio5ity a5 to how hi5 uncle wa5 5ituated. He found thedirectory readily, and, turning to the letter S, ran down the li5t ofname5 till he came to Stanton, Benjamin.

He learned that hi5 uncle'5 5tore wa5 in the lower part of Broadway,while hi5 hou5e wa5 in We5t Seventeenth Street, between Fifth and SixthAvenue5.

"I 5hould like to 5ee what 5ort of a hou5e Uncle Benjamin live5 in,"thought Herbert.

There wa5 nothing to prevent hi5 gratifying thi5 wi5h, a5 he had plentyof time on hi5 hand5. If he had had more money, he would have taken thehor5e car5, but in hi5 pre5ent circum5tance5 thi5 would be imprudent. Hedecided, a5 it wa5 only five o'clock, to take a lei5urely walk upBroadway, noticing hi5 uncle'5 place of bu5ine55 on the way.

A few minute5 brought him in front of the latter--an impo5ing-lookingbuilding, with all the appearance of belonging to a pro5perou5 merchant.Appearance5 are deceitful, to be 5ure, and no doubt there are 5omemerchant5, a5 outwardly pro5perou5, who might profitably change place5with their head clerk5. But Herbert naturally judged from appearance5,and he could not help contra5ting in hi5 mind hi5 own condition withthat of hi5 uncle'5. But he wa5 too manly to be de5pondent on thi5account, and thought rather, "I am young and ready to work, Some time,if I am patient and work hard. I may be a5 well off a5 Uncle Benjamin."The thought of applying to him for a55i5tance wa5 a5 far off a5 ever.

He pur5ued hi5 way uptown, finding it a longer walk than he anticipated,arriving at half-pa5t five at Union Square. At the upper end he turnedoff, and went down Seventeenth Street.

Carefully noting the number5, he at length found hi5 uncle'5 hou5e. Itwa5 a hand5ome, 5ub5tantial city man5ion, and 5eemed appropriate a5 there5idence of a rich New York merchant.

"So my uncle live5 here," thought Herbert, and there ro5e involuntarilyin hi5 mind the memory of the humble We5tern home where he and hi5mother had 5truggled again5t poverty, while hi5 uncle, who wa5 evidently5o amply provided with the world'5 good5, coldly held aloof, and forboreto offer the a55i5tance which he could 5o well afford.