ollars."

"I wish I had that much."

"I suppose you would buy ten lottery tickets," suggested Henry,
smiling.

Sam admitted he should invest a part that way.

"I prefer to invest my money in legitimate business," said Henry.

"I don't know about that," said Sam. "I might have drawn the
twenty-thousand-dollar prize. That's better than a hundred dollars."

"So it is; but if I keep on I have a good deal better chance of
getting up to twenty thousand dollars than you."

"I wish my boss would lend me five hundred dollars," said Sam.

"I wouldn't advise him to," said Henry, smiling. "Now let us go to
breakfast."

CHAPTER XIII.

HENRY'S GOOD FORTUNE.

Three months passed. To Henry Martin they passed very satisfactorily.
At his new rate of payment he was able to lay up two dollars a week
without denying himself anything absolutely necessary to his comfort.
At the end of this period, therefore, he had twenty-six dollars on
deposit in a new savings-bank. Of his venture he had heard nothing. He
remained perfectly easy about this, however, knowing that in due time
he would hear from it. Mr. Hamilton, he observed, took more notice of
him than formerly. He frequently greeted him, in passing through to
his office, with a pleasant word or smile; and Henry felt justified in
concluding that he was in favor with him.

It was after the interval of time already mentioned that he again
received a summons to the counting-room.

Mr. Hamilton had a long paper before him closely filled with figures.

"Sit down. Henry," he said.

"Thank you, sir."

"You remember our conversation three months since, I suppose?"

"Yes, sir; perfectly."

"You consented to take a share in a venture was sending out to
Rotterdam?"

"Yes, sir."

"I have just received a statement of it, and, you are interested, I
have called you in to let you know how it has turned out."

"Thank you, sir," said Henry, eagerly.

"I find that, after deducting all expenses, your share of the profits
will amount to one hundred dollars."

"One hundred dollars!" exclaimed Henry, in astonishment and delight.

"Yes. I think we have been very successful."

Henry felt flattered by that word "we." It seemed to associate him,
humble office boy as he was, with the eminent merchant who employed
him.

"That is better than the savings-bank, sir," said Henry.

"Yes, it is; but I ought to add that it is not always so sure. All
ventures do not turn out so profitab