The world will hear of him yet." Mr.Anderson smiled.

He liked what he had seen of his new apprentice, but he thought Ferguson altogether too sanguine.
"He's a good, faithful boy," he admitted, "but it takes more than that to rise to distinction.

If all the smart boys turned out smart men, they'd be a drug in the market." But Ferguson held to his own opinion, notwithstanding.

Time will show which was right.
The next day Ferguson said, "Harry, come round to my house, and take tea to-night.

I've spoken to my wife about you, and she wants to see you." "Thank you, Mr.Ferguson," said Harry.