les, I
believe."

"Well, I dare say that you will; but in the meantime you had better save
your shilling--so we'll find something to put this meat and bread up for
your journey. Are you quite warm now?"

"Yes, thank'ee, ma'am."

Joey, who had ceased eating, had another warm at the fire, and in a few
minutes, having bade adieu, and giving his thanks to the humane people,
he was buried in the straw below the tilt of the waggon, with his
provisions deposited beside him, and the waggon went on his slow and
steady pace, to the tune of its own jingling bells. Joey, who had quite
recovered from his chill, nestled among the straw, congratulating
himself that he should now arrive safely in London, without more
questioning. And such was the case: in three days and three nights,
without any further adventure, he found himself, although he was not
aware of it, in Oxford-street, somewhat about eight or nine o'clock in
the evening.

"Do you know your way now, boy?" said the carman.

"I can ask it," replied Joey, "as soon as I can go to the light and read
the address. Good-bye, and thank you," continued he, glad at last to be
clear of any more evasive replies.

The carman shook him by the hand as they passed the Boar and Castle, and
bade him farewell, and our hero found himself alone in the vast
metropolis.

What was he to do? He hardly knew--but one thought struck him, which
was, that he must find a bed for the night. He wandered up and down
Oxford Street for some time, but every one walked so quick that he was
afraid to speak to them: at last a little girl, of seven or eight years
of age, passed by him, and looked him earnestly in the face.

"Can you tell me where I can get a bed for the night?" said Joey.

"Have you any brads?" was the reply.

"What are those?" said Joey.

"Any money, to be sure; why, you're green--quite."

"Yes, I have a shilling."

"That will do--come along, and you shall sleep with me."

Joey followed her very innocently, and very glad that he had been so
fortunate. She led him to a street out of Tottenham-court-road, in
which there were no lamps--the houses, however, were large, and many
stories high.

"Take my hand," said the girl, "and mind how you tread."

Guided by his new companion, Joey arrived at a door that was wide open:
they entered, and, assisted by the girl, he went up a dark staircase, to
the second storey. She opened a room-door, when Joey found himself in
company wit