One day an old umbrella-mender brought his skeleton frames and tinkering tools into the alley at the back of my office. As he sat on the box, mending the broken and torn umbrellas, I noticed that he seemed to take unusual pains, testing the cloth, carefully measuring and strongly sewing the covers. Being always interested in anyone who does his work well, I went over to him.
"You seem extra careful," I remarked.
" Yes," he replied,without stopping his work."I have always tried to do good work."
" Your customers would not know the diferrence until you were gone," I suggested.
" No, I suppose not.'
" Do you ever expect to come back ? "
" No."
"Then, why need you to be so particular?" ."
"So that it will be easier for the next fellow who comes along," he answered firmly."If I put on a shoddy cloth or do bad work, they will find it out before long and the next mender who comes along will get the cold shoulder or the bulldog-see?"
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