"
"And what are your prospects at Keimer's?" inquired the junior
Bradford.
"Well, I have begun to repair his old press. It is a dilapidated
affair, and I told him that I could improve it very much."
"Do you understand that part of the business?"
"I understand it sufficiently to make what repairs that machine
requires just now."
"Then you can probably do some repairs for me," said the junior
Bradford "My press needs some tutoring."
"I shall be happy to be its tutor," replied Benjamin, with a smile. "I
shall finish Keimer's to-morrow, and then I will take yours in hand. I
shall be glad to do something to repay you for your kindness."
"You must have had good school advantages in Boston," remarked the
elder Bradford to him. "Your conversation indicates that you are
well-read and well-informed."
"But I am not indebted to the schools for it; I never went to school
but two years in my life. But I have studied and read as much as any
body of my age, in leisure hours and nights; and I have written more
for the press, probably, than any one of my age in Boston."
This last remark caused the Bradfords to look at each other with
wonder for a moment. But the senior broke the silence by saying:
"You write for the press? How is that?" His astonishment charged his
questions with peculiar emphasis.
"Yes, sir; I wrote much for nearly a year for the _New England
Courant_, one of the newspapers in Boston.
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