Harry Harding's Year of Promise

It was noon the next day when a red-haired boy, his black eyes blurred with tears, stumbled his way to the coat-room and called for his hat and coat. Teddy Burke was no longer a...

When on the next morning Teddy Burke returned to Department 40 he was hailed as a hero and petted outrageously by his delighted friends in house furnishings. Mr. Jarvis, however...

On entering the stock-room the following morning Harry was agreeably surprised to find no trace of his unwilling fellow-worker. Far from feeling the loss of the pugnacious Leon’...

When Teddy Burke left the store that night to make his call on Mr. Everett he was in a most jubilant frame of mind. A great honor had come to his friend Sam Hickson. Hardly had...

The first person to receive the surprise which Teddy Burke had predicted was Mr. Brady. What amazed and displeased him the following morning was to behold a hilarious crowd of c...

Across the street from Martin Brothers’ great store a very impatient Teddy Burke was keeping a fidgeting vigil for Harry Harding. The moon-faced clock on a neighboring tower sho...

Once outside the office Harry’s thoughts were again directed toward leaving the store. Nothing would ever be the same again between himself and Mr. Rexford. The old friendly rel...

“And he’s in a hospital! Well, what do you know about that?” Miss Welch regarded the bearer of this astounding information with the air of one who is completely flabbergasted. “...

The return of Mr. Rexford to Department 84 marked the beginning of a respite from the misfortunes that had visited Harry. Two days after his unexpected clash with Miss Breeden t...

“Well, Reddy, you did it.” Sam Hickson regarded the grinning knight of the ladder with mirthful eyes. Half an hour had elapsed since Mr. Jarvis’ temporary eclipse, and the redou...

For reasons best known to herself, Miss Breeden had chosen to make Harry the scapegoat for Leon Atkins’ sins of omission. In her heart she knew exactly who was at fault. Althoug...

Mr. Keene’s astonishment at Harry’s proposal, made on the following morning, was soon swallowed up by his readiness to carry out Harry’s laudable plan. “It takes a pretty broad-...

On the following morning Mr. Jarvis was distinctly nonplussed by a summons to the office of the system manager of Martin Brothers. Once there he was shown a neatly typed report...

“No, Madam, you can’t settle your transfer here. You’ll have to go to that desk down there. Four aisles below.” Miss Welch’s indexing pencil pointed with a determination that in...

Sick with humiliation, Harry hurried from the office. He was conscious of having done his duty, yet the woman’s amazing willingness to submit to search filled him with consterna...

With the beginning of school a fresh era of interest arrived for Harry and Teddy. As October waned, faded and finally gave up the ghost in the icy arms of November, the two boys...

Thanksgiving Eve saw Martin Hall crowded to the doors. With the prospect of a day’s rest and feasting ahead of them, the sympathies of those in attendance had gone out to the lo...

“So you are Harry Harding. Sit down here, Harry. I should like to talk with you.” The senior partner of Martin Brothers waved a distinctly embarrassed boy into a chair opposite...

Mr. Atkins’ telephoned summons soon brought Mr. Rexford to the stock-room. He listened without comment to Leon’s garbled account of Harry’s transgressions. He allowed Mr. Atkins...

Under a huge horse-chestnut tree, at the foot of a pretty bit of green, sloping lawn, a curly-haired boy lay stretched at ease, his blue eyes glued to the last page of an open b...

“Oh, someone told Mr. Brady about Leon going to sleep in the bin. I don’t know much about it. I don’t even know how it started. But Mr. Atkins blamed me for it and gave me a ter...

But while Harry Harding was wrestling with a difficulty that had risen on the very threshold of his Year of Promise, Teddy Burke had made a most triumphant return to the humble...

At precisely two o’clock that afternoon, Leon Atkins sought the seclusion of the cradling bin, where he was wont to take his afternoon nap, and shoved a sheltering truck in plac...

As the early October days waxed and waned, Teddy trailed his quarry with the watchfulness of a sleuth. But Mr. Jarvis was not to be caught napping. His self-lauded efficiency gu...