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Everyboïly fcnows wiiat the New York office boy is. He always comes from the cast side and he always owns tht' office within a week alter be has entered it. He has his owa ideas about dSgnlty, and it is useless to cliiange or even to modify them. His manifestations of "cussedness" are various. The writer was in the law office of a friend the other day, when an elderly gentleman entered and addressed him.self to the blackeyed office boy gnardlog the rail before the inner rooms. 'Is Mr. C In?" asked the whitchaii-ed and venerable Citizen. "Wöat'e your name?" asked the boy coolly. I asked you if Mr. C ■ was in," said he of the old school reprovingly. ■What'-s yonr name ?" repeated the autocratie youth, looking the ot lier in the eye. "That isu't what I carne to teil you," answered tlie venerable caller. "I carne to see ií Mr. C was in. Thai is what I asked you. Tliat is ■wliat I wam to know." "Wall, vhat's your name, 1 lien ?" asked ihu boy placidly. 'Is lic in ?" demanded the old man sternly. "What'S your name ?" repeated tlie boy eolmly. The venerable citizen looked around and theu gave a gesture of despair. 'Tb Mi Brown," he said in ii subilued voice. "Well, jou can't aee him," said the czar of that offiee in a voice in which there was decisión, but no trace ot triiMiiph. "Wliy " asked the conquered New Yorker. "Because he's engaged." 'AVell, take my name in and see if he won't see me." "He's engaged." ■I dunt care if he is. Take my nama to him." "I can't." "VVliy not V" "He's engaged." "Well, young man, you can go into his private office and leave my card, cun't you ?' ' "No, sir." "Wliy not ?" "Caa't." viiy not ?" with great Bternness. "Because he's engaged on a case in Boston and won't be in town till to-morrow," and the boy began to quection anotber visitor in the