he knowledge that he
would have steady employment of the kind he desired on the morrow, he
walked up the Bowery feeling like a prince. He entered the lodging-house
where he had left his bundle of clothing, and so surprised the clerk
by his new appearance that he was invited to remain there for another
night. The shrewd man guessed that some good fortune must have befallen
Archie, or he wouldn't be so happy. But the one night of misery which
he had spent in the squalid hotel was enough for Archie, and he walked
hastily up-town with his bundle, keeping a sharp lookout for a pleasant
place where he might get a room. In his previous wanderings he had seen
several nice houses with rooms to rent, but now that he wanted a room he
found it difficult to find any of these neighbourhoods. He was anxious
to get settled as quickly as possible, for he wanted to get everything
done to-day, so that to-morrow he could have time to do anything
required of him by the editor of the Enterprise. He must get a new suit
of clothes, he must get his hair cut, and last, but not least, he must
write home to mother and tell her of his great good fortune.

Finally, in his wanderings, Archie came to a beautiful square which
was surrounded on every side by business houses and tenements. But the
square itself and the houses on it were very quaint and very handsome,
so that it seemed to be a very oasis in the desert. The green trees,
just a little tinged with the brown and gold of autumn, reminded Archie
of the front yard at home, and he decided to get a room in one of the
houses here if he could possibly do so.

It so happened that there was a hall bedroom empty in one of the
best-looking places, and Archie at once engaged it. The price was more
reasonable than he had hoped for, even, and this made him happy, for as
yet he had no idea how much his earnings would be, and he was anxious to
be able to save something to send home, if he possibly could. The room
was nicely furnished, and looked out upon the fountain, with the green
trees, so that it was highly satisfactory in every respect. It didn't
take Archie long to undo his bundle, and it was a pitiful display that
greeted him when it was opened. The little comb and brush, a piece of
soap, a Testament given him last Christmas by the teacher at Sunday
school, a suit of underwear, and a couple of handkerchiefs. The whole
lot of things hardly filled a corner in one of the bureau drawers, and
Archie reali