want to try to do something that will give you reason to at

least have hopes of rejoicing before I come home again. If I

fail I'll come home anyway, and then neither one of us will

have any doubt but what you will have to support me for the

rest of my life. However, I don't intend to fail, and one of

these days I will bob up all serene as president of a bank

or a glue factory. In the mean time I'll keep you posted as

to my whereabouts, but don't send me another cent until I

ask for it; and when I do you will know that I have failed.

Tell mother that I will write her in a day or two, probably

from Chicago, as I have always had an idea that that was one

burg where I could make good.

With lots of love to you all,

Your affectionate

SON.

It was a hot July day that James Torrance, Jr., alighted from the

Twentieth Century Limited at the La Salle Street Station, and, entering

a cab, directed that he be driven to a small hotel; "for," he

soliloquized, "I might as well start economizing at once, as it might be

several days before I land a job such as I want," in voicing which

sentiments he spoke with the tongues of the prophets.

Jimmy had many friends in Chicago with whom, upon the occasion of

numerous previous visits to the Western metropolis, he had spent many

hilarious and expensive hours, but now he had come upon the serious

business of life, and there moved within him a strong determination to

win financial success without recourse to the influence of rich and

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