Charlie Codman's Cruise

f the city. Years before it had fallen into Peter's hands at a small price, and he had every year since realized from it in the way of rent a sum equal to one half the purchase-money. No one who

retched tenement-houses which seem adapted to furnish as little ac

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erage. It was the home of a large number of persons of various occupations. Seamst

t and good taste. All the appointments of the room, indeed, were of the cheapest description. Probably the furniture did not exceed in cost that of the room opposite. Yet th

small round table near the window, and a small square work-table of no very costly material, in another part of the room. On this was placed a rose-bush in a flower-pot. It had been given to Charlie by an old gentleman who had taken a fancy to him. In another quarter was a home-made lounge, the work of Charlie's hands. It had originally been a wooden box, given him by a shopkeeper near by. This box had been covered with calico stuffed wi

graphy, and an atlas, over which Charlie would generally spend a portion of every evening, and occasionally a bo

the trials which have left their impress on her brow, she would readily be taken for five years younger. She has drawn her chair to the window to make the most of the rapidly fading

a stamping at the door, and in rushes a bright

ight[60] smile as she turns to her so

ter than usual, Cha

didn't get a job till late,

were

et-bag from the Maine depot, and I had

go wit

to his counting-ro

might have made off with the carpet-bag,

's a real gentleman—that he knew I was honest b

arlie. How much did he p

a do

have. I have been working all day, and shall not

't have to work

thing to do. I wish I could get better pay for my work. But you

o, asked me if I would take a little walk with him. He said he was a stranger in Boston, and didn't know his way about much. He asked me if I had lived here long, and what my name was. He told me he would pay

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,' said he, 'I will tak

are alike

d me the full price for two Journals

of a pers

oked to me like a sailor. I shouldn't w

like hi

f the other gentleman. There was something about his eye which I didn't

were you

didn't seem to care much about them. He seemed to take more interest in me, somehow, and asked me a good many questions; whether I had an

said Mrs

d me to call to-morrow at the Quincy House, where he is stopping. But, mother,

glad to have you do so, as I am

Neither of them suspected that it was the last evening th