el hungry? I don't ask Rob, for he
always has an appetite. How is it with you, Chester?"

"I took a very early breakfast."

"So I thought," laughed Conrad. "Well, put on our coats, and we'll go
to Trainor's."

They walked over to Sixth Avenue and entered a restaurant adjoining the
Standard Theater. It was handsomely decorated, and seemed to Chester
quite the finest room he was ever in. Ranged in three rows were small
tables, each designed for four persons. One of these was vacant, and
Conrad took a seat on one side, placing the two boys opposite.

"Now," he said, "I had better do the ordering. We will each order a
different dish, and by sharing them we will have a variety."

There is no need to mention of what the dinner consisted. All three
enjoyed it, particularly the two boys. It was the first meal Chester
had taken in a restaurant, and he could not get rid of a feeling of
embarrassment at the thought that the waiters, who were better dressed
than many of the prominent citizens of Wyncombe, were watching him. He
did not, however, allow this feeling to interfere with his appetite.

"Do you always eat here, Mr. Conrad?" asked Chester.

"No; sometimes it is more convenient to go elsewhere. Now and then I
take a table d'hote dinner."

"I don't think I can afford to come here often," Chester remarked,
after consulting the bill of fare and the prices set down opposite the
different dishes.

"No; it will be better for you to secure a boarding place. You want to
be economical for the present. How did you leave your mother?"

"Very well, thank you, Mr. Conrad. We have been very fortunate in
securing a boarder who pays eight dollars a week, so that mother thinks
she can get along for the present without help from me."

"That is famous. Where did you get such a boarder in Wyncombe?"

"It is a lady, the cousin of Mr. Gardener, the lawyer. She will be
company for mother."

"It is an excellent arrangement. Now, boys, if you have finished, I
will go up and settle the bill."

As they left the restaurant, Mr. Conrad said:

"In honor of your arrival, I shall not work any more to-day. Now, shall
we go back to my room, or would you like to take a walk and see
something of the city?"

The unanimous decision was for the stroll.

Mr. Conrad walked down Broadway with the boys, pointing out any notable
buildings on the way. Chester was dazzled. The great city exceeded his
anticipations. Everything seemed on so grand a sc