le. "It
is disagreeable to me to get into the throng, and it saves very little
time."

"Very well, sir."

Looking out of the car window, Herbert saw Eben Graham walking swiftly
along the platform, and could not forbear wondering what had brought him
to the city.

"My doctor's office is on Tremont Street," said Mr. Melville. "I
shall go there immediately, and may have to wait some time. It will be
tiresome to you, and I shall let you go where you please. You can meet
me at the Parker House, in School Street, at two o'clock."

"Very well, sir."

"Do you know where the hotel is?"

"No, but I can find it," answered Herbert, confidently.

"I believe I will also get you to attend to a part of my business for
me."

"I shall be very glad to do so," said Herbert, sincerely. It made him
feel more important to be transacting business in Boston.

"Here is a check for a hundred and fifty dollars on the Merchants'
Bank," continued George Melville. "It is payable to the bearer, and you
will have no trouble in getting the money on it. You may present it at
the bank, and ask for fives and tens and a few small bills."

"Very well, sir."

Herbert felt rather proud to have so much confidence reposed in him, for
to him a hundred and fifty dollars seemed a large sum of money, and he
felt that George Melville was a rich man to draw so much at one time.

"Had I better go to the bank at once?" he asked.

"Yes, I think so; of course, I need not caution you to take good care of
the money."

"I'll be sure to do that, sir."

They walked together to Tremont Street, and Mr. Melville paused at a
doorway opposite the Common.

"My doctor's office is upstairs," he said. "We will part here and meet
at the hotel. If you are late, I may go into the dining room; so if you
don't see me in the reading room, go to the door of the dining room and
look in."

"Very well, sir; but I think I shall be on time."

"The bank is open now, and you can cash the check if you go down there."

Left to himself, Herbert walked slowly along, looking into shop windows
and observing with interested attention the people whom he met.

"It must be very pleasant to live in the city," he thought; "there is so
much going on all the time."

It is no wonder that country boys are drawn toward the city, and feel
that their cup of happiness would be full if they could get a position
in some city store. They do not always find the reality equal to their
anticipati