CHAPTER LXXIII.

SITUATION AGENCIES.

Those employment agencies whose advertisements may be daily seen in our

city papers, are well exposed in the following experience of a young

man in want of a situation.

I have no trade or profession. My parents were well off in the world,

and; without thinking that their riches might take to themselves wings

and fly away, they considered it of no importance that I should become

master of anything but the graces of society. But misfortune did come

and left them without a dollar in the world, although neither of them

lived long to contend with poverty. I found myself illy adapted to

anything, and was, as you may well suppose, at a loss which way to

turn.

I applied to one or two acquaintances; but they could make no use of a

man who knew nothing at all of the ways of trade, or of the arts and

sciences; and so I was treated to not a few very gloomy forebodings.

While glancing over the columns of a daily newspaper, my eye rested on

the following advertisement.

'WANTED, clerks, copyists, collectors, timekeepers, watchmen, potters,

bartenders, coachmen, grooms, two valets to travel. Immediate

employment.'

It was such a spontaneous affair; so general and so pliable that I

resolved to avail myself of some of its many chances. So I entered the

'office' with great expectations.

I am a good penman and at once resolved to take up the situation as

copyist, and using that as a foundation for future superstructure, to

do my best, early and late. I entered the room. There didn't seem to be

such a rush of applicants there as I had anticipated; in fact, the room

was entirely unoccupied, save by a flashy youth who seemed to be doing

his best to smoke himself out with a very bad segar. I mentioned my

errand to him and he instantly became very polite.

The proprietor was not in just then but would probably be in sometime

during the day. The first thing, however, for me to do, was to register

my name and pay a fee of two dollars, which would entitle me to the

situation I coveted. What was two dollars with a prospect of business

before me? I paid it and was told that I had better call in the

afternoon and see the proprietor.

I called again as he requested. The proprietor had been in, but a man

whose name was down ahead of mine had taken the place of copyist that

had kept my heart up so eagerly, and I should be obliged to wait until

a similar situation presented itself, when, of course, I should stand

first of all, or take up with something else. I asked about clerkships,

but a hasty glance at his book convinced him that everything had been

taken up, and that I had better call to-morrow.

Unwilling to lose my money without some attempt at securing a place, I

called again the next day. The flashy fellow of the day before was not

there, but in his place a black-whiskered man, with keen black eyes, so

small and retiring that you would scarcely be aware of his possessing

such assistants until he turned them fully upon you. This proved to be

the proprietor. To him I made known my wants. He nodded, placed the

book before me, and handed me a pen.

I explained my transactions of the day before, but he said that the fee

for each day encompassed only the chances for that day; that if I

desired to take my chances for this day I must again favor him with my

name and two dollars. This I refused to do, unless he would guarantee

me a situation similar to the ones he had advertised openings for, at

the same time expressing my disgust in warm, if not eloquent language.

But his assurances were so strong that, with his promise to give me a

note to a man who was then desirous of a copyist, I again enriched him

from my scanty stock of money. Taking the letter, I followed the

directions upon it until I was led into the fourth story of a building

on Nassau street. I found a man seated at a desk, whose voice and

general manner was strongly like the flashy individual whom I had met

at the 'agency' the day before. But his whole exterior was changed, and

as he seemed to be very busy over some writing, I did not have a good

chance to verify my suspicions.

He did not wish a copyist, but his friend Brown did, and was willing to

pay handsomely for such services. Unfortunately, however, Brown had

been called out of town on some important business, and would not be in

until the next day; but if I would have the kindness to leave my

address, there was no doubt but he would send for me there at once. I

wrote my address, but told him that I would call myself.

While I was allowing him to bow me out, I made some inquiries relative

to the responsibility of the 'agency,' and he gave it an unqualified

recommendation, speaking in such high terms of Mr. Bucker, the

proprietor, that I almost repented the few hard feelings I had indulged

in toward him. If Mr. Bucker enjoyed the confidence of the leading

merchants, he certainly was a man for me to trust.

I called the next day, and Mr. Brown was poising his feet upon his

desk, smoking, and soothing his heart in the columns of a newspaper. I

mentioned my name and business. He looked up, and in reply to my

question as to whether or not he was Mr. Brown who desired a copyist,

he said that he had the honor of being a Mr. Brown, but I must be

laboring under some misapprehension, if I supposed that he was in want

of a copyist. The Brown to whom I alluded, in all probability, had gone

to New Jersey, and owing to sundry unsettled accounts he would not be

likely to return so suddenly as he had departed. I explained my

position, but he disclaimed all knowledge of the affair, and would give

me no satisfaction whatever. I went back to the 'agency,' but on

inquiry I found that Mr. Bucker had sold out, and another swindler had

taken up the business of robbing the unwary poor.

I made my case known to the police, but a shrug of the shoulders was

all the consolation I received. Such swindlers do exist, they say, but

owing to the artful manner in which they conduct their business, it is

next to impossible to convict them.

"My object in sending you this for publication is to warn others. I

have since learned that the majority of these 'agencies' are

established on the same principle, and that not one in a hundred who

apply and pay their money ever receive a situation; that the merchants

and those whom they profess to represent have no faith and no

connection with them whatever."

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