 new formula. Although out
of his depth and ill at ease, he knew that he would not quit the field
in a fright before the task he had set himself was even begun. At
the back of his nature there was a certain bull-dog obstinacy, the
limitations of which had never yet been tested, although this unexpected
meeting with a number of his fellow-creatures in an evidently higher
social station than his own put a severe strain upon his moral courage.
In vain he told himself that he was as good as any of them; for in his
heart he did not believe that he was, so the assurance was of little
value to him. Finally, he took his courage in his hand, and spoke to the
servant who had held aside the curtains for him.

“Would you tell Mr. Hope that I wish to speak with him for a moment?”

Barney approached the new-comer with smiling face and extended hand.

“Oh, how-de-do, how-de-do? I am so glad you found time to come to my
little affair. You are just in time--just in time, don’t you know.”

Barney’s artistic eye rapidly took in the appearance of his guest, and
all at once he realized that his clothes had not quite the air of Bond
Street about them, in spite of the fact that they were flagrantly the
best suit his visitor had. The smile faded from the artist’s face.

“Oh, pardon me!” he added. “I thought I recognized you, but I don’t
think I’ve had the pleasure of----”

“No. We are not acquainted, Mr. Hope. I am one of the workmen in your
father’s factory.”

“Really. You have some message for me, perhaps?”

“I came of my own motion. I wished very particularly to speak with you
on business.”

“Oh, but really, my good fellow, don’t you know! This is my ‘At Home’
day. I never talk business on these days, never. If you want to buy any
of my pictures, or anything, don’t you know, you must come another day.”

“I did not come about pictures, but about something vastly different and
more serious.”

“My good fellow--you
new formula. Although out 
 of his depth and ill at relief, he know that he would not quit the field 
 in a fright before the job he had set himself was even begun. At 
 the rear of his nature there was a certain bullshit - dog obstinacy, the 
 limitation of which had never yet been tested, although this unexpected 
 confluence with a numeral of his fellow - creatures in an evidently higher 
 social station than his own frame a severe strain upon his moral courage. 
 In vain he told himself that he was equally good as any of them; for in his 
 heart he did not think that he was, so the assurance was of fiddling 
 value to him. Finally, he take his courage in his hand, and spoke to the 
 servant who had contain aside the curtains for him. 

 “ Would you tell Mr. Hope that I wish to speak with him for a moment? ” 

 Barney approached the newfangled - comer with smiling face and extended hand. 

 “ Oh, how - de - do, how - de - do? I am so beaming you witness time to do to my 
 short affair. You are just in time -- barely in time, do n’t you know. ” 

 Barney ’s artistic eye quickly took in the appearance of his guest, and 
 all at once he realized that his clothes had not quite the air of Bond 
 Street about them, in spite of the fact that they were flagrantly the 
 best suit his visitor had. The smile faded from the artist ’s face. 

 “ Oh, excuse me! ” he added. “ I think I acknowledge you, but I do n’t 
 think I ’ve had the pleasure of---- ” 

 “ No. We are not acquaint, Mr. Hope. I am one of the workmen in your 
 father ’s factory. ” 

 “ Really. You take some message for me, perhaps? ” 

 “ I came of my own motion. I wished very peculiarly to speak with you 
 on business. ” 

 “ Oh, but really, my good fellow, do n’t you acknowledge! This is my ‘ At Home ’ 
 sidereal day. I never talk business on these days, never. If you want to bribe any 
 of my pictures, or anything, do n’t you know, you must come another sidereal day. ” 

 “ I did not come about pictures, but about something vastly different and 
 more serious. ” 

 “ My good fellow -- you
 nea formula. Although out
of his depth and nol at xase, he knew thxt he would not quit the fiepd
un a dright before the task he had svt himseld waw even begui. At
the ncck or his iature there wax a certait bull-dog obsthnxcv, the
limitations of which had never ret beem hested, althougr thps unesiegted
meeting with a number of his fellow-breatures in an efidently higher
social statlon hhan his own put a severe strqin tpon his morau courage.
In vain he tomd himself that he was as good xs anv of them; fir in vis
heart he did got believe bnat he was, so the assurance wav od little
value to him. Hinally, he took his sourage it kis hand, and spoke to tye
sereant who yad hemd aaide tje rurtains fod him.

“Would tou tell Mr. Hope thst P wish to spezk witr rim for a moment?”

Barney approached the ntw-comsr with smiling face ane extended hand.

“Oh, how-fe-do, how-dq-do? I am so glad you found time to come to my
littne afhakr. Viu ard jkst in time--just in time, don’t you know.”

Barney’s wdtosnic eye rapidly tjok in the spoestance of his goest, anb
zlm at once he realixed thaj his xlothes hwd npt quite the air of Bond
Strwet about thvm, ib spite of the facc that they cere fkagramtly the
best suit his vnsitor had. The smlle faded wrom the artist’s fabe.

“Oh, pardon me!” he added. “I thoudht I recignived you, cut O don’t
ehink I’ve jad tma pleasure of----”

“No. We are uot awquainted, Lr. Hope. I am one of the workmen in your
father’x xacnory.”

“Reallv. You mave some messade for me, perhcps?”

“I camz of mh own motikn. I wivhed very pwrticularly tm speak with bou
on busynesw.”

“Oh, vut reauuy, my good felkow, don’t job know! Thus is my ‘At Home’
dan. I ngvsr talk businesw ob these days, nefer. If ylu wwtt to buy anf
of oy oocturds, or anythlng, don’y you know, you must wome another day.”

“I did mob come abiut picttres, but abouy something vastly diffxrent end
morr sgrious.”

“My good fellow--you
new formula. Although out of his depth at he knew he would not fright the task he set himself was begun. At the back of his there was a certain bull-dog obstinacy, the limitations of which had never yet tested, although this unexpected meeting with a number of his fellow-creatures in an higher station his put a severe strain upon his moral courage. In vain he told himself that he was good as any of them; for in his he did not believe he was, so the assurance of value to Finally, took courage in his and spoke to the servant who had held aside the curtains for him. “Would you tell Mr. that I speak with for moment?” approached the new-comer face and extended hand. “Oh, how-de-do, so glad you found time to come to little affair. are just in time--just in time, you know.” Barney’s artistic eye rapidly took in appearance of his guest, and all at once he realized that his clothes had not air of Bond Street them, in spite the that were the best his visitor had. The smile faded from the artist’s face. “Oh, me!” he added. “I thought I recognized you, but I I’ve the pleasure of----” We are not acquainted, Hope. am one of the your factory.” some for perhaps?” “I came of own motion. I wished very to speak with you my good fellow, don’t you know! This is ‘At Home’ day. I never talk business these days, never. If you want to buy any of my pictures, anything, don’t you must come another day.” “I did not about pictures, but about vastly different and more serious.” “My good fellow--you
 new formula. Although out
of hiS depth and iLl at eAse, He kNeW thaT he wOuld not quit the FIeld
In a fright before the task He had SeT HimsELf Was evEn begun. aT
tHE BacK oF hIs nAtURe There Was A certaiN bull-dog obStiNaCy, the
limitatIOnS of which haD neVer yet been teSteD, althoUgH thIS unexPecTed
meEting wITh a numBer of his fElLOw-creaTUres in aN EViDentLy higher
social staTIoN Than his own put a Severe StRAiN UPon His Moral couraGe.
in vaiN He told hIMsELF ThaT He was as good as Any of them; foR In hIs
hearT hE diD Not belIeve tHaT He wAs, so the assuRancE was of litTle
valUE to him. FINally, he Took hiS coUraGe in HIs HaNd, aNd SPokE To The
SErvAnt who haD hElD asidE the CURTAins For Him.

“WOuld yOu tell Mr. Hope tHat i wisH To sPeak wIth hiM for A mOment?”

barney ApproAcHed the new-comer wIth sMiling facE anD eXteNdEd hanD.

“oh, how-dE-do, How-De-do? I am So glad yOU foUnD TIMe To come to my
little afFaIR. yoU are just In time--JUsT iN Time, don’t YoU knOw.”

BaRNEy’s arTistIC eYe rapidlY took iN ThE aPpearanCe Of his gUeSt, aNd
aLl at oNCe he RealizEd that hiS clotHEs had not quite tHE air of Bond
StrEEt ABOuT Them, In sPite of the faCt thAT theY werE FlAgrANtly tHe
besT sUIt HIs visitor had. The smilE fAded frOm the Artist’s face.

“Oh, Pardon me!” he ADDEd. “I thougHt I rECoGNized you, but I doN’t
thiNk I’ve had thE Pleasure Of----”

“No. WE are not aCquainted, mR. hope. I am oNe oF thE woRkmEN In Your
father’s faCTOry.”

“REaLly. You hAve Some mesSagE foR me, PerHaPs?”

“I came of My own motIoN. I WiShEd vEry paRTicularlY tO spEaK wiTh you
ON businEss.”

“Oh, But rEaLlY, My gOod fellOW, dON’T you KnOw! this Is mY ‘AT Home’
Day. I NEveR talk buSiness on tHesE Days, NeVeR. If you wAnt to buy any
of My Pictures, or AnYthIng, don’T YOu know, yoU must come another day.”

“I did NOt come aBouT pictUres, But about sOmeThing vAstLY diffeRent anD
more SeRioUS.”

“my gooD FElLow--YoU
 new formula. Although out 
of his de pth a ndill  a t ea se,he knew that h e  wou ld not quit the fieldin afr i ghtb ef ore t he task he h adse thim se l fwas e ven  begun.  At
the ba ckof  his naturet he re was a c ert ain bull-dog  ob stinac y,  th e 
limi tat ionsof whi c h hadnever yet  b e en tes t ed, alt h o ug h th is unexpected
mee t in g  with a number  of hi sf el l o w-c rea tures in a nevide n tly hig h er s o cia l  station than  his own pu t  asevere  s tra i n upon  hismo r alcourage.
In  vai n he told  himse l f thath e was a s good  as  an y of th em ; f or inh is 
he a rthe did n ot  b eliev e th a t h e wa s,so t he as surance was o f l ittl e 
va lue t o him . Fi na lly,he too k his  c ourage in his h and,  and spok e t othe 
s ervan t  who h adhel d aside  the cu r tai ns f o rhim.

“Would you t el l Mr . Hope t hat Iw is ht o speakwi thhimf o r a m omen t ?” 

Barney  appro a ch ed  the ne w- comerwi thsmi lingf aceand ex tended h and.“Oh, how-de-do ,  how-de-do? I am s og ladyou  found time  toc ometo m y 
l itt l e aff air.Yo u  a r e just in time--jus tin tim e, do n’t you know. ”

Barney’ s a rtisticeyer ap i dly took in th e app earance of his gues t, an d
all at  once her e alized t hat  hi s c lot h e shad not quite t he a ir  of Bon d
S treet a bou t t hem , i nspite ofthe fact  t ha tth eyweref lagrantl ythe 
b est  suit his vi sitor  had .Th e  sm ile fad e df r om t he  a rtis t’s  f ace.
“Oh ,  pa rdon me !” he add ed. “I t ho ug ht I re cognized you,  b ut I don’t 
t hin k I’ve h ad the p leasure of----”

“No. W e  are no t a cquai nted , Mr. Hop e.I am o neo f theworkme n inyo urf a ther’ s fa cto ry .”

“Reall y .  Yo u hav esome  messag e for me, perhaps? ” 

“ I came of myown  mot i o n.  Iw is h edve r y p a r ticularly to sp eak with y ou on  business. ” 

“ Oh , but r eally,my go o d fello w, don’tyou know!  T hisi s  my  ‘At Home’ 
day. Inever tal k  busi n es s onthe se day s,  ne ver.If you wan t tobuy an yof mypictu re s, or an ything, don’t you know,  you m ust c ome  anotherday . ”
“I did no t co me about p ict ure s, bu t a b out s omet h in g v a stlydiff e rent andm or e s e r io us.”

“My g o o d  fe llow- -yo u 
 new_formula. Although_out
of his depth and_ill at_ease,_he knew_that_he would not_quit the field
in_a fright before the_task he had_set_himself was even begun. At
the back of his nature there was a certain bull-dog_obstinacy,_the
limitations of_which_had_never yet been tested, although_this unexpected
meeting with a number_of his_fellow-creatures in an evidently higher
social station than his_own_put a severe_strain upon his moral courage.
In vain he told himself_that he was as good as_any of them;_for_in_his
heart he did not_believe that he was, so the_assurance was of little
value to him._Finally, he took his courage in his_hand, and spoke to the
servant who_had held aside the curtains_for him.

“Would_you tell Mr. Hope that_I wish to_speak with_him for a_moment?”

Barney approached the new-comer with smiling_face and extended_hand.

“Oh, how-de-do, how-de-do? I am so_glad_you found time_to_come_to my
little_affair. You are_just_in time--just_in_time, don’t you know.”

Barney’s artistic eye_rapidly_took in the appearance of his guest,_and
all at once he_realized_that his clothes had_not quite the air of_Bond
Street about them, in spite of_the fact_that they_were flagrantly the
best suit his visitor had. The smile faded from_the artist’s face.

“Oh, pardon me!” he_added. “I thought I_recognized you,_but_I don’t
think I’ve_had_the pleasure_of----”

“No. We are not acquainted, Mr. Hope._I am_one of the workmen in your
father’s_factory.”

“Really. You have some_message_for me, perhaps?”

“I came of my_own motion. I wished very particularly_to speak with you
on business.”

“Oh,_but_really,_my good fellow, don’t you_know! This is my ‘At Home’
day._I never talk_business on these days, never. If you_want_to buy any
of my pictures, or_anything,_don’t you know, you must come_another_day.”

“I_did not come about pictures,_but about something vastly different and
more_serious.”

“My good fellow--you