t eatin'? But we can't, so let's eat. Business is about
over, and I don't mind leavin' a little early, any way."

Herbert assented gladly to this proposition, and presently Bob took
him up Chatham Street to an eating house known as the "Boss Tweed
Restaurant"--a restaurant the cheapness of which recommended it, five
cents being the established price for a meal.

"I s'pose you hain't made no plans for a place to sleep yet?" said the
newsboy, while eating their frugal fare.

"No," replied Herbert. "I thought I would wait and see you before making
any move in that direction. You are the only one I know in the city."

"And 'tain't much you know about me."

"Very true; but from your appearance I'm satisfied to trust myself with
you."

"You're takin' big chances ef you do," replied Bob, happily; "but ef you
want to take the resk, why we will jest look up a room and occupy it
together. I kinder think I'd like the scheme. I've been sleepin' at the
Newsboys' Lodging House, but I'm tired of it. What do you say?"

"I say yes," replied Herbert. He was only too glad of the chance, and
liked the idea of having Bob Hunter for a room mate. He thought there
would be something fascinating about living with a newsboy, and learning
this phase of life in a great city, especially when the newsboy was so
droll as Bob Hunter had already shown himself to be.

[Illustration: AT THE BOSS TWEED RESTAURANT.]

"All right, then, it's a go," replied Bob, greatly pleased.

When the meal had been finished they continued up Chatham Street into
the Bowery, and then turned into a side street where inexpensive rooms
were offered for rent. After a little hunting they found one at a cost
of one dollar a week which proved satisfactory. They immediately took
possession, and went to bed very early, as Herbert was practically worn
out.

CHAPTER IV.

AT MR. GOLDWIN'S OFFICE.

On the following morning both boys rose early and breakfasted together.
Then Bob hurried away to his paper trade, and Herbert applied himself
diligently to reading the "wants." The following advertisement
especially attracted his attention:

WANTED, a bright, smart American boy of about
sixteen years of age; must have good education,
good character, and be willing to work. Salary small,
but faithful services will be rewarded with advancement.
RICHARD GOLDWIN,
Banker and Broker, Wall Street.

"I think