noon
I got tired of seeing Dad come home for meals all tuckered out , to find me playing ball on the lawn or reading literature on the verandah . '' He cast his eyes toward Main Street . The village bell announced the evening meal , and a familiar figure walked toward the home of George Nelson , village merchant . `` There he comes , Frankie , '' said Evan , unconsciously sighing ; `` that step will always remind me of summer evenings and studious noon hours . '' The bankclerk felt a sudden desire to work hard and repay his father for the consideration shown him at school . The village merchant would have been willing to help his boy through any college in the country , and the boy knew it . He felt proud of his start in business , of the paltry two dollars in his pocket , as he watched his father approach .