"Twenty per cent on parcels sold to private houses and ten per cent when you sell to retail dealers. To the first you can charge a full price, but it is necessary to sell at lower rates to dealers."
"I understand, sir," said Frank.
"When do you want to begin?"
"To-morrow morning, sir. Where do you advise me to go?"
"New York has been pretty well canva.s.sed, except perhaps the upper part, Harlem. It might be well to make a start in Brooklyn."
"Very well, sir. I will call to-morrow and get samples."
As Frank left the store, he reflected, with satisfaction:
"I have only been a few hours in New York, and I have gotten employment already."
This reflection raised his spirits, and disposed him to regard the future with a degree of confidence. He resolved to spend the rest of the afternoon in walking about in the lower part of the city, and acquiring a little familiarity with the streets, as this was a kind of knowledge he was likely to need.
He strolled down Broadway, admiring the ma.s.sive and stately structures that lined the streets on either side. Very soon he came to Trinity Church, and, standing in front it, looked down Wall Street. He had heard so much of this street that he felt inclined to turn from Broadway and walk down its entire length.
As he sauntered along a man whom he met scrutinized him sharply, as if considering some plan. Apparently making up his mind, he stepped up to Frank, and, touching him on the shoulder, said:
"Boy, would you like a job?"
Now Frank, though he had engaged to work for the Great Pekin Tea Company was ready to accept any other proposal, and answered promptly:
"Yes, sir."
"That is right," said the man. "It is a mere trifle, but I am willing to pay you a dollar."
"What is it, sir?"
"Do you see that window?"
He pointed to a bas.e.m.e.nt window, in which were exposed rolls of gold, currency and greenbacks of different denominations, and English sovereigns and French gold coins.
"I want you to do me a little errand in there," he said.
Frank was rather surprised that the man did not do his own errand, when the broker"s office was so near, but he had no objection to earning a dollar and signified his willingness.
"What I want you to do," said his new acquaintance, "is to sell some government bonds for me."
"Very well, sir."
The man produced a large yellow envelope, already open.
"In this envelope," he said, "are two five-twenty governments for a hundred dollars each. Take them in and sell them, and bring the proceeds to me."
"All right, sir."
Frank took the envelope, and entered the office of Jones & Robinson, that being the style of the firm.
He advanced to the counter, and singling out a clerk, said:
"I want to sell these bonds."
The clerk took them and drew them out of the envelope. Then he figured a little on a slip of paper, and said:
"They are worth two hundred and twenty-five dollars and twenty-five cents."
"All right, sir."
"Will you take a check or currency?"
Frank hesitated.
"Perhaps I"d better ask the man I am getting them for."
"Very well. You can bring them here to-morrow."
"Oh, I will let you know in a minute! The man is just outside."
This answer immediately excited suspicion. Frank was too little versed in business ways to understand how singular it was for his princ.i.p.al not to transact his own business under the circ.u.mstances, but the brokers were necessarily keen, shrewd men.
"Wait a minute," said the clerk; "I will speak to Mr. Jones."
Mr. Jones came forward and addressed Frank.
"Are you acquainted with the man who gave you these bonds to sell?" he asked.
"No, sir. I met him in the street."
"Did he offer you any pay for selling them?"
"Yes, sir. He is going to give me a dollar."
"Will you go out and ask him to come in here a moment?"
Frank obeyed.
When his employer saw him coming, he asked, eagerly:
"Have you got the money?"
"No," answered Frank. "They asked me if I wanted a check or currency."
"Either currency or gold," answered the man, hastily. "Go back at once, and don"t keep me waiting."
"They want to see you, sir."