d a power in that society and he was
invariably listened to with marked attention despite his shabby
appearance. Especially was he fond of political data; he followed the
exchanges in the _Spectator_ office with increasing interest. His
parents removed to Pennsylvania, where he visited them during his
apprenticeship as "printers' devil," and general assistant at Poultney,
walking the most of the way, a distance of about 600 miles. The
_Spectator_ having collapsed, young Greeley, with his entire wardrobe
done up in a handkerchief, once more visits Pennsylvania, but not to
remain idle; he soon obtained a place in a printing office near his
home, at eleven dollars per month, and later still he obtains employment
at Erie where he receives fifteen dollars per month. Soon after this,
not yet content, he is enroute for New York, where he arrived August 17,
1831.

His appearance in the metropolis was ludicrous in the extreme. One can
imagine from accounts given of him how prepossessing he must have
looked; flaxen locks, blue eyes, his hat on the back of his head as if
accustomed to star gazing, must have given him the appearance of one
decidedly 'green,' to say the least. As is a noted fact he was, to his
death, exceedingly indifferent as to his dress and what are known as the
social demands of society. Indeed he could be seen on the street almost
any day with his pockets stuffed full of papers, his hat pushed back on
his head like a sailor about to ascend the rigging, his spectacles
seemingly about to slip off his nose, his boot heels running over, and
we doubt not that he was as likely to have one leg of his pantaloons
tucked into his boot top while the other was condescendingly allowed to
retain its proper place. In fact it is hardly probable that he would
have impressed any one with the idea that he was indeed a great editor
of that city. But we return to his first visit; office after office was
visited without avail but that hereditary 'tenacity' did not forsake
him, and at last he met an old friend, a Mr. Jones whom he had first met
in Poultney. This friend, although not a 'boss,' printer fashion set him
at work on his own case. When the proprietor came in he was dumbfounded
at the specimen of a printer he beheld, and declared to the foreman that
he could not keep him. Fortunately, however, for young Greeley, the job
that he was on was setting small type,--a most undesirable one. The
foreman shrewdly suggested that as Jon