Samuel started. "Lockmanville!" he gasped.

"Yes," said the other. "Don't you know where you are?"

"I didn't know," said the boy. "Lockmanville! The one where the big
glass works are?"

"That's the one."

"And where old Henry Lockman lived!"

"What about it?" asked the other.

"Nothing," said Samuel, "only my father invested all his money in
Lockman's company, and lost it."

"Gee!" said the bartender.

"Maybe if I told them," said the boy, "they'd give me some work here."

"Maybe," said the other--"only the works is shut down."

"Shut down!" cried Samuel; and then added, "On account of his death?"

"No--they always close in summer. But this year they closed in March.
Times is bad."

"Oh," said Samuel.

"So there's plenty of men looking for jobs in Lockmanville,". the