"I should say so," remarked Sam, surveying Ben's pole with contempt.
"But I'll bet you can't catch as many fish with it," said Ben
promptly. "I don't think it makes much difference to the fish," he
added, with a laugh, "whther they are caught with a five-dollar pole
or a five-cent one."
"Very likely," said Sam briefly, "but I prefer to use a nice pole."
"Oh, there's no objection," said Ben, "if you fancy it. It doesn't
make any difference to me."
"When are you going to work?" asked Sam abruptly.
"I am working every day-that is, I am helping Uncle Job."
"But I suppose you mean to get regular work somewhere, don't you?"
"What's he after, I wonder?" thought Ben. "Maybe I do," he said
aloud.
"Perhaps I can throw something in your way," said Sam, in a
patronizing way.
"You are very kind," said Ben, who supposed Sam had heard of some
business position which he could fill. Our hero decided that perhaps
he had misjudged the major's son, and he was prepared to make
amends. "If you get me a position, I shall be much obliged."
"The fact is," said Sam, "I should find it convenient to have a boy
go about with me, and be at my orders. My Cousin Henry has one, and
father says I may engage you.
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