Adrift in New York: Tom and Florence Braving the World

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She had never anticipated such a sundering of home ties, and even now she found it difficult to realize that the moment had come wh

dispensable articles in a valis

iss Florence," said Dodg

t to trouble

ce. I'm stronger than you, and it

Dodger. What would

e of helping you," said Dodger, with a glance o

m," said Florence, sadly. "Even

ejaculated Dodger,

ate till now. It is the evil influence of my Cousin Curtis that has turned hi

back if you would

never do!" exclaimed

apologetically. "I ain't used to talkin' to young

er; your heart is i

m glad you've got confidence

only thought up to this moment had been to get awa

rth Avenue, and a surfac

id Dodger, signaling with his free hand.

, and Dodger, following,

s beseemed her station, while Dodger, in spite of his manly, att

endered it in payment of the double fare. The money was

pay for me, Do

d the boy. "Ain

oney to spare. Here, le

him a dime fro

ine, Mrs. O'Keefe, has a lodgin' house, just off the Bowery. I saw her last night, and she says she's got a

a little money, and I must find some work to

orner of Bowery and Grand Street; but she's a good, respectable woman, and she's good-hea

I need, driven as I am from the home of my c

mall room in the same

glad to have

y that. I'm a poor boy, an

er. I am as poo

nd raise myself. I was readin' the other day of a rich man that was once a poor boy,

and write, can

retty well, but I

the evenings, when we

a glad smile. "You're very kin

time lost its sad look, as she saw an opportunity of helping one

don't, I'll give yo

l buy a ruler of good hard wood, and then you must lo

named Tim Bolton. He keeps a saloon on the Bowery, near Houston Street. It's a tough pl

t is a drink

at's wha

t open v

much all

olton any rela

father; but I d

lways lived

e I was a

ways lived i

rt of the time he kept a saloon in Melbourne. There was thieves and burglars use

boy to be subjected

y own livin' sellin' papers, or smashin' baggage, and keep away from Ti

ven knows I need a friend, and if I can b

ld Mrs. O'Keefe I'd call at her stand, a

an apple-stand, presided over by a lady of ample proportions, whose broad,

is is the young lady I spoke to

ke your acquaintance. You look like a rale leddy, and I

efe. I have had a-a reverse of circumstances

girl about thirteen across the street, "and don't let anybody steal the apples. Look out for J

he street, a boy of fou

m Bolton's. He's in an awful stew-says he'll skin yo