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After
he
had
worked
here
a
little
while
,
under
the
influence
of
this
organization
and
various
personalities
who
came
here
,
he
had
taken
on
a
most
gentlemanly
and
reserved
air
.
When
he
was
within
the
precincts
of
the
club
itself
,
he
felt
himself
different
from
what
he
really
was
--
more
subdued
,
less
romantic
,
more
practical
,
certain
that
if
he
tried
now
,
imitated
the
soberer
people
of
the
world
,
and
those
only
,
that
some
day
he
might
succeed
,
if
not
greatly
,
at
least
much
better
than
he
had
thus
far
And
who
knows
?
What
if
he
worked
very
steadily
and
made
only
the
right
sort
of
contacts
and
conducted
himself
with
the
greatest
care
here
,
one
of
these
very
remarkable
men
whom
he
saw
entering
or
departing
from
here
might
take
a
fancy
to
him
and
offer
him
a
connection
with
something
important
somewhere
,
such
as
he
had
never
had
before
,
and
that
might
lift
him
into
a
world
such
as
he
had
never
known
.
For
to
say
the
truth
,
Clyde
had
a
soul
that
was
not
destined
to
grow
up
.
He
lacked
decidedly
that
mental
clarity
and
inner
directing
application
that
in
so
many
permits
them
to
sort
out
from
the
facts
and
avenues
of
life
the
particular
thing
or
things
that
make
for
their
direct
advancement
.
However
,
as
he
now
fancied
,
it
was
because
he
lacked
an
education
that
he
had
done
so
poorly
.
Because
of
those
various
moves
from
city
to
city
in
his
early
youth
,
he
had
never
been
permitted
to
collect
such
a
sum
of
practical
training
in
any
field
as
would
permit
him
,
so
he
thought
,
to
aspire
to
the
great
worlds
of
which
these
men
appeared
to
be
a
part
.
Yet
his
soul
now
yearned
for
this
.
The
people
who
lived
in
fine
houses
,
who
stopped
at
great
hotels
,
and
had
men
like
Mr.
Squires
,
and
the
manager
of
the
bell
-
hops
here
,
to
wait
on
them
and
arrange
for
their
comfort
.
And
he
was
still
a
bell-hop
.
And
close
to
twenty-one
.
At
times
it
made
him
very
sad
.
He
wished
and
wished
that
he
could
get
into
some
work
where
he
could
rise
and
be
somebody
--
not
always
remain
a
bell
-
hop
,
as
at
times
he
feared
he
might
.
About
the
time
that
he
reached
this
conclusion
in
regard
to
himself
and
was
meditating
on
some
way
to
improve
and
safeguard
his
future
,
his
uncle
,
Samuel
Griffiths
,
arrived
in
Chicago
.
And
having
connections
here
which
made
a
card
to
this
club
an
obvious
civility
,
he
came
directly
to
it
and
for
several
days
was
about
the
place
conferring
with
individuals
who
came
to
see
him
,
or
hurrying
to
and
fro
to
meet
people
and
visit
concerns
whom
he
deemed
it
important
to
see
.
And
it
was
not
an
hour
after
he
arrived
before
Ratterer
,
who
had
charge
of
the
pegboard
at
the
door
by
day
and
who
had
but
a
moment
before
finished
posting
the
name
of
this
uncle
on
the
board
,
signaled
to
Clyde
,
who
came
over
.
"
Did
n't
you
say
you
had
an
uncle
or
something
by
the
name
of
Griffiths
in
the
collar
business
somewhere
in
New
York
State
?
"
"
Sure
,
"
replied
Clyde
.
"
Samuel
Griffiths
.
He
has
a
big
collar
factory
in
Lycurgus
.
That
's
his
ad
you
see
in
all
the
papers
and
that
's
his
fire
sign
over
there
on
Michigan
Avenue
.
"
"
Would
you
know
him
if
you
saw
him
?
"
"
No
,
"
replied
Clyde
.
"
I
never
saw
him
in
all
my
life
.
"
