"I say!" cried Mr. Denman, "those old country people seriously annoy me
with their inadequate system of education!"
"I am afraid," replied Cameron, "the fault is more mine than the
system's."
"Don't know about that! Don't know about that!" replied Mr. Denman
quickly; "I have had scores of young men, fine young men, too, come to
me; public school men, university men, but quite unfit for any practical
line of work."
Mr. Denman considered for some moments. "Let us see. You have done some
work in a law office. Now," Mr. Denman spoke with some hesitation; "I
have a place in my own office here--not much in it for the present,
but--"
"To tell the truth," interrupted Cameron, "I did not make much of the
law; in fact, I do not think I am suited for office work. I would prefer
something in the open. I had thought of the land."
"Farming," exclaimed Mr. Denman. "Ah!--you would, I suppose, be able to
invest something?"
"No," said Cameron, "nothing."
Denman shook his head. "Nothing in it! You would not earn enough to buy
a farm about here in fifteen years."
"But I understood," replied Cameron, "that further west was cheaper
land."
"Oh! In the far west, yes! But it is a God-forsaken country! I don't
know much about it, I confess. I know they are booming town lots all
over the land.
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