n, who, though a newsboy like
Jimmy, was better educated. In fact, Frank had not been long in the
business. Left an orphan at an early age, an aged aunt had tried to
take care of him, but when she was taken ill he found it necessary to
go on the streets selling papers, while his aunt was taken to an
institution. During the lifetime of his parents he had been sent to
school, and so he used better language than did his fellows. He was a
bright-faced, pleasant lad, and often did errands, in addition to
selling papers, so he could afford to have a regular room at the
Newsboys' Lodging House. At night Frank went to evening school.

"Yep, it's tough luck," went on Jimmy. "I went an' bought a new stock,
an' I ain't sold five yet."

"I'll help you," generously offered Frank. "I sold out some time ago.
That big fire seemed to make every one want a paper. Suppose you give
me half your stock, and we'll go over by the bridge entrance and see if
we can't sell them. There's a big crowd there yet."

"Dat's a good idea. T'anks. Bulldog was sayin' I ought t' have a
partner, an' now I've got one."

"Yes," remarked Frank musingly, "I suppose if two boys did go into
partnership they could make more at it than two could working alone. I
must think about that."

"Maybe you an' I'll go snooks," proposed Jimmy.

"We'll see," went on Frank. "Anyhow, we'll be partners to-night. Now
come on before the crowd gets away."

The two boys hurried back across City Hall Park, and, mingling with the
crowd that was hurrying toward Brooklyn, they soon disposed of their
papers.

"Here's your money," said Frank, coming up to Jimmy and handing him the
change.

"Keep ten cents fer yerself," proposed Jimmy generously, for he was a
good-hearted youth in spite of his rather rough ways.

"Oh, no. I made a good profit to-day. I offered to help you, and I
didn't expect any pay."

"Ah, g'wan! Take ten cents."

"If you have so much money to give away, why don't you start an account
in the Dime Savings Bank?" proposed Frank.

"What's de use?" asked Jimmy. "I'd draw it all out ag'in when I was
broke. Youse had better take de ten cents."

"No. I'd rather you'd keep it."

"Den come on an' take in a movin' picture show," proposed Jimmy.
"Dere's a dandy on de Bowery. It's a prize-fight, an' ye kin see de
knock-out blow as plain as anyt'ing, Sam Schmidt was tellin' me. Come
on. I'll pay yer way in. It's only a nickel."

"No. I ca