It must be nice to do anything for William Webster." "Suppose you didn't know him, would that make any difference ?" "No," said Willie, after thinking a little.

"Other people would know him if I didn't." "Yes, and if nobody knew him, God would know him; and anybody God has thought worth making, it's an honour to do anything for.

Believe me, Willie, to have to keep people's feet dry and warm is a very important appointment." "Your own shoes aren't very good, Hector," said Willie, who had been casting glances from time to time at his companion's feet, which were shod in a manner that, to say the least of it, would have prejudiced no one in favour of his handiwork.

"Isn't it an honour to make shoes for yourself Hector ?" "There can't be much honour in doing anything for yourself," replied Hector, "so far as I can see.

I confess my shoes are hardly decent, but then I can make myself a pair at any time; and indeed I've been thinking I would for the last three months, as soon as a slack time came; but I've been far too busy as yet, and, as I don't go out much till after it's dusk, nobody sees them." "But if you should get your feet wet, and catch cold ?" "Ah! that might be the death of me!" said Hector.