ens.
But how will I know if dere's a reward offered?"
"Vhy, it'll be in der babers. Vun't it?"
"Dat's so. But I can't read, Dutchy."
"So? Dot's bad. Den I tell you vot ve do. I'll keep my vedder eyes
vide opens und ven I sees der rewards notice I'll tell you. Eh? How's
dot?"
"Fine! I'll give you some of the money, Dutchy, if I git any."
"Dot's nice. Vell, I got t' go me after some more babers. I hopes you
gits der big rewards. Likely as not he vos a rich feller und his
fader'll pay big money t' git him back. Yust you lays low und said
nottings."
"I will, Dutchy. Here ye're, sir! Wuxtry! Full account of de big
murder! Wuxtry! Wuxtry!" cried the newsboy, as he saw some possible
customers approaching.
Thus Jimmy thought matters over and decided to keep silent regarding
Dick. He could not foresee the effect of it, nor what a strange result
was to come from his finding of the boy in the box.
CHAPTER VIII
DIM RECOLLECTIONS
When Jimmy went to the lodging-house that noon, he found Dick ready to
go out.
"Feelin' all right?" asked the newsboy.
"Very fine indeed, thank you. My head doesn't hurt at all and I think
a walk would do me good. Can't I go around with you when you sell
papers? I'd like to learn part of the business now, for I'll have to
do something for a living, and I don't believe I could do much of
anything else."
"Does youse really mean dat?" asked Jimmy suddenly, as a new scheme
came into his head.
"Surely. Why not?"
"I didn't s'pose a swell-dressed chap like youse would want t' sell
papes."
"I'm afraid I'll not be well dressed very long. Sleeping in that box
did not improve my clothes, and, as I haven't any more, I'll have to do
something to earn money to buy others. No, indeed, I'd be only too
glad if I could sell papers as well as you can."
"Oh, dere's lots of fellers what beats me at it, but den dey has
regular stands. Dat's de way t' do it. Have a regular stand
somewheres an' customers comes t' youse. Dat's de way t' make money."
"Then why don't you do that way?" asked Dick Box.
"I ain't got de cash t' start in. It takes de coin, an' I has t' spend
all I makes t' live on. At dat I ain't livin' very swell--sleepin' in
a box. Course it's better since Frank let us have dis room, but he'll
be back t'-morror. We'll have t' light out den."
"But you have earned some money in the last few days, haven't you? And
with what little I have
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