Ragged Dick, Or, Street Life in New York with the Boot-Blacks. Alger Horatio Jr.

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      "Yes, sir."

      "There's a good deal worth seeing here. But I'm afraid you'll have to wait to next time. You can go out and walk by yourself, but don't venture too far, or you will get lost."

      Frank looked disappointed.

      "I wish Tom Miles knew I was here," he said. "He would go around with me."

      "Where does he live?"

      "Somewhere up town, I believe."

      "Then, unfortunately, he is not available. If you would rather go with me than stay here, you can, but as I shall be most of the time in merchants'-counting-rooms, I am afraid it would not be very interesting."

      "I think," said Frank, after a little hesitation, "that I will go off by myself. I won't go very far, and if I lose my way, I will inquire for the Astor House."

      "Yes, anybody will direct you here. Very well, Frank, I am sorry I can't do better for you."

      "Oh, never mind, uncle, I shall be amused in walking around, and looking at the shop-windows. There will be a great deal to see."

      Now Dick had listened to all this conversation. Being an enterprising young man, he thought he saw a chance for a speculation, and determined to avail himself of it.

      Accordingly he stepped up to the two just as Frank's uncle was about leaving, and said, "I know all about the city, sir; I'll show him around, if you want me to."

      The gentleman looked a little curiously at the ragged figure before him.

      "So you are a city boy, are you?"

      "Yes, sir," said Dick, "I've lived here ever since I was a baby."

      "And you know all about the public buildings, I suppose?"

      "Yes, sir."

      "And the Central Park?"

      "Yes, sir. I know my way all round."

      The gentleman looked thoughtful.

      "I don't know what to say, Frank," he remarked after a while. "It is rather a novel proposal. He isn't exactly the sort of guide I would have picked out for you. Still he looks honest. He has an open face, and I think can be depended upon."

      "I wish he wasn't so ragged and dirty," said Frank, who felt a little shy about being seen with such a companion.

      "I'm afraid you haven't washed your face this morning," said Mr.

      Whitney, for that was the gentleman's name.

      "They didn't have no wash-bowls at the hotel where I stopped," said Dick.

      "What hotel did you stop at?"

      "The Box Hotel."

      "The Box Hotel?"

      "Yes, sir, I slept in a box on Spruce Street."

      Frank surveyed Dick curiously.

      "How did you like it?" he asked.

      "I slept bully."

      "Suppose it had rained."

      "Then I'd have wet my best clothes," said Dick.

      "Are these all the clothes you have?"

      "Yes, sir."

      Mr. Whitney spoke a few words to Frank, who seemed pleased with the suggestion.

      "Follow me, my lad," he said.

      Dick in some surprise obeyed orders, following Mr. Whitney and Frank into the hotel, past the office, to the foot of the staircase. Here a servant of the hotel stopped Dick, but Mr. Whitney explained that he had something for him to do, and he was allowed to proceed.

      They entered a long entry, and finally paused before a door. This being opened a pleasant chamber was disclosed.

      "Come in, my lad," said Mr. Whitney.

      Dick and Frank entered.

      CHAPTER IV

      DICK'S NEW SUIT

      "Now," said Mr. Whitney to Dick, "my nephew here is on his way to a boarding-school. He has a suit of clothes in his trunk about half worn. He is willing to give them to you. I think they will look better than those you have on."

      Dick was so astonished that he hardly knew what to say. Presents were something that he knew very little about, never having received any to his knowledge. That so large a gift should be made to him by a stranger seemed very wonderful.

      The clothes were brought out, and turned out to be a neat gray suit.

      "Before you put them on, my lad, you must wash yourself. Clean clothes and a dirty skin don't go very well together. Frank, you may attend to him. I am obliged to go at once. Have you got as much money as you require?"

      "Yes, uncle."

      "One more word, my lad," said Mr. Whitney, addressing Dick; "I may be rash in trusting a boy of whom I know nothing, but I like your looks, and I think you will prove a proper guide for my nephew."

      "Yes, I will, sir," said Dick, earnestly. "Honor bright!"

      "Very well. A pleasant time to you."

      The process of cleansing commenced. To tell the truth Dick needed it, and the sensation of cleanliness he found both new and pleasant. Frank added to his gift a shirt, stockings, and an old pair of shoes. "I am sorry I haven't any cap," said he.

      "I've got one," said Dick.

      "It isn't so new as it might be," said Frank, surveying an old felt hat, which had once been black, but was now dingy, with a large hole in the top and a portion of the rim torn off.

      "No," said Dick; "my grandfather used to wear it when he was a boy, and I've kep' it ever since out of respect for his memory. But I'll get a new one now. I can buy one cheap on Chatham Street."

      "Is that near here?"

      "Only five minutes' walk."

      "Then we can get one on the way."

      When Dick was dressed in his new attire, with his face and hands clean, and his hair brushed, it was difficult to imagine that he was the same boy.

      He now looked quite handsome, and might readily have been taken for a young gentleman, except that his hands were red and grimy.

      "Look at yourself," said Frank, leading him before the mirror.

      "By gracious!" said Dick, starting back in astonishment, "that isn't me, is it?"

      "Don't you know yourself?" asked Frank, smiling.

      "It reminds me of Cinderella," said Dick, "when she was changed into a fairy princess. I see it one night at Barnum's. What'll Johnny Nolan say when he sees me? He won't dare to speak to such a young swell as I be now. Aint it rich?" and Dick burst into СКАЧАТЬ