Excerpt: 'Dick, come into my office,' said Mr. Roger Bacon, a well-known wholesale dealer in watches, jewelry and silverware, on John street, New York City. 'Yes, sir,' replied Dick Darling, his fifteen-year-old office boy—a bright, good-looking lad, who had not yet graduated out of knickerbockers, though most boys of his age would have dispensed with them for trousers. Somehow or another Dick loo...