t him with interest and curiosity.
"Black yer boots? Shine?" asked a bootblack, seeing our hero standing
still.
Frank looked at his shoes. They were dirty, without doubt, but he would
not have felt disposed to be so extravagant, considering his limited
resources, had he not felt it necessary to obtain some information about
the city.
"Yes," he said, "you may black them."
The boy was on his knees instantly and at work.
"How much do you make in a day?" asked Frank.
"When it's a good day I make a dollar."
"That's pretty good," said Frank.
"Can you show me the way to Broadway?"
"Go straight ahead."
Our hero paid for his shine and started in the direction indicated.
Frank's plans, so far as he had any, were to get into a store. He knew
that Broadway was the principal business street in the city, and this
was about all he did know about it.
He reached the great thoroughfare in a few minutes, and was fortunate
enough to find on the window of the corner store the sign:
"A Boy Wanted."
He entered at once, and going up to the counter, addressed a young man,
who was putting up goods.
"Do you want a boy?"
"I believe the boss wants one; I don't. Go out to that desk."
Frank found the desk, and propounded the same question to a
sandy-whiskered man, who looked up from his writing.
"You're prompt," he said. "That notice was only put out two minutes
ago."
"I only saw it one minute ago."
"So you want the place, do you?"
"I should like it."
"Do you know your way about the city?"
"No, sir, but I could soon find out."
"That won't do. I shall have plenty of applications from boys who live
in the city and are familiar with the streets."
Frank left the store rather discomfited.
He soon came to another store where there was a similar notice of "A Boy
Wanted." It was a dry goods store.
"Do you live with your parents?" was asked.
"My parents are dead," said Frank, sadly.
"Very sorry, but we can't take you."
"Why not, sir?"
"In case you took anything we should make your parents responsible."
"I shouldn't take anything," said Frank, indignantly.
"You might; I can't take you."
Our hero left this store a little disheartened by his second rebuff.
He made several more fruitless applications, but did not lose courage
wholly. He was gaining an appetite, however. It is not surprising
therefore, that his attention was drawn to the bills of a restaurant on
the opposite side of
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