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SON.

It was a hot July day that James Torrance, Jr., alighted from the Twentieth

Century Limited at the La Salle Street Station, and, entering a cab, directed that

he be driven to a small hotel; "for," he soliloquized, "I might as well start

economizing at once, as it might be several days before I land a job such as I

want," in voicing which sentiments he spoke with the tongues of the prophets.

Jimmy had many friends in Chicago with whom, upon the occasion of numerous

previous visits to the Western metropolis, he had spent many hilarious and

expensive hours, but now he had come upon the serious business of life, and

there moved within him a strong determination to win financial success without

recourse to the influence of rich and powerful acquaintances.

Since the first crushing blow that his father's letter had dealt his egotism,

Jimmy's self-esteem had been gradually returning, though along new and more

practical lines. His self-assurance was formed in a similar mold to those of all his

other salient characteristics, and these conformed to his physical proportions, for

physically, mentally and morally Jimmy Torrance was big; not that he was

noticeably taller than other men or his features more than ordinarily attractive,

but there was something so well balanced and harmonious in all the proportions

of his frame and features as to almost invariably compel a second glance from

even a casual observer, especially if the casual observer happened to be in the

nonessential creation class.

And so Jimmy, having had plenty of opportunity to commune with himself during

the journey from New York, was confident that there were many opportunities

awaiting him in Chicago. He remembered distinctly of having read somewhere

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