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The gentlemen's cabin was so full of tobacco smoke that it nearly stifled Richard, and he was not sorry when Doc Linyard led the way straight through to the forward deck. It was a pleasant day, and the lowering sun cast long shadows over the water, and lit up the spires and stone piles of the great metropolis that lay beyond, tipped with gold, typical of Richard's high hopes.
"I would, only " and the urchin pointed to the mattress. "Go ahead," put in Frank. "I'll tend to him while you are gone, I don't think I'll have any trouble." "Dad gets mighty cranky sometimes," returned Pep, with a doubtful shake of his head. "Never mind; I'll manage it. You won't be gone over an hour, I guess," added the stock-clerk to Richard. "I think not; that is, if we can find Doc Linyard.
"I know Doc won't forget what you did, and neither will I." She gave the boy's hand a tight squeeze. "Won't you have some supper with us?" Richard hesitated. He always was backward in accepting favors. "Come don't say no," urged Doc Linyard. "By the anchor, it's little enough." Mrs.
Immediately on the arrival Doc Linyard had gone off to hunt up a friend he fancied lived in the place. Not far from the station was a little park containing a number of benches, and walking over to it Richard sat down. The lunch his mother had given him came in handy now, and he did full justice to it. He wished the old sailor was with him to share the repast.
"Maybe I'll be able to place you. I won't promise, but I'll do what I can." Richard's heart gave a bound. He had taken a strong liking to the leather merchant, and the hearty manner of the latter, somewhat like that of Doc Linyard, was certainly taking. "Thank you, I'll be on hand," he replied quickly. "Do; but remember I make no promises," returned Mr. Joyce. "I'm off now.
"Hope you do; two dollars ain't much, but it's something, and nowadays everything counts. Will you read these letters for me? My eyesight ain't none of the best any more, and besides, writing is kinder stiff reading for me at the best." "Certainly I will, Mr. "Avast there on that figurehead!" interrupted the old tar. "Doc Linyard, I'll do it with pleasure."
"Made up your mind which way to steer?" asked Doc Linyard. "Not exactly," replied Richard. "This is the way to Broadway, I suppose," he went on, pointing up Cortlandt Street. "Yes; but what do you intend to do up there?" "I thought I'd take a look around. I imagine I can't do much in the way of finding work at this time in the evening." "No; you'd best wait till morning.
And raising his foot he kicked several times on the lower portion of the door. "Something like the first night, when I got lost," he thought to himself. "What changes have occurred since then!" Richard repeated his kicking, and presently there were sounds of footsteps within, the turning of a key in the lock, and then the door opened cautiously, revealing Mrs. Linyard.
Linyard would have made her husband a railway-director, if by this transformation she might have increased her boy's allowance and given her daughter a new hat, or a set of furs such as the other girls were wearing. Of such moments of rebellion the Professor himself was not wholly unconscious.
"They take 'em up to ten o'clock, and maybe later." Presently the crowd began to thin out, and by nine o'clock only half-a- dozen customers remained. Mrs. Linyard and the old man waited upon these, and Doc Linyard drew up to the table and motioned Richard to go ahead. "Here is the paper I'm going to put the notice in," he said. "Guess you better follow the style of the other advertisements."
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