I'LL SEE ABOUT IT. 85

 

“Did you see Mr. Easy?” asked Mrs.
Mayberry in a low, troubled voice.

“Yes. But he hadn’t been to the Ga-
zette-office. He said he had been very
busy. But that he would see about i¢ soon.”

Nothing more was said. The mother
and son, after sitting silently and pensive
during the evening, retired early to bed.
On the next day, urged on by his anxious
desire to get the situation of which he had
heard, Hiram again called at the counting-
room of Mr. Easy, his heart trembling with
hope and fear. There were two or three
men present. Mr. Easy cast upon him rather
an impatient look as he entered. His ap-
pearance had evidently annoyed the mer-
chant. Had Hiram consulted his feelings, he
would have retired at once. But there was
too much at stake. Gliding to a corner of
the room, he stood with his hat in his
hand, and a look of anxiety upon his face,
until Mr. Easy was disengaged. At length
the gentlemen with whom he was occupied
went away, and Mr. Easy turned toward