we can hire a room. The rent is not very high,
is it?"

"Nope. Dollar an' a quarter a week fer dis Frank pays. But I didn't
s'pose youse 'ud want t' do it."

"Do what?"

"Bunk in wid a chap like me."

"I don't see why not," replied Dick sturdily. "After what you did for
me I'm not going to lose sight of you so soon as that. I'll be only
too glad to bunk in with you. In fact, you are the only person I know."

"Can't youse t'ink anyt'ing about yerself--what yer name is an' where
ye come from?" asked Jimmy eagerly, for he had in mind the possible
reward and he wanted to get a clue as to who Dick's folks might be.

"Not a thing," replied the other, shaking his head a little sadly. "I
think I had a good home once, for I have a dim recollection of a big
house with lots of ground around it. And I remember a man and a woman
who were kind to me. But that's all I can remember, try as hard as I
can. It seems as if it was many years ago."

Jimmy shook his head in doubt.

"Dem kind of tips ain't goin' t' be any good t' me," he mused. "I'll
have t' depend on Dutchy. If he sees anyt'ing in de papes about a
reward he'll tell me. Den, maybe I kin take Dick dere an' git money
enough t' buy a newspaper stand. Dat sure would be all to de merry."

"But aren't you going out?" asked Dick, after a pause, during which he
had racked his brain to try and remember more about himself.

"Sure, if youse wants t'," replied Jimmy. "Come on an' we'll have
grub. Den it'll be time fer de afternoon extras. I hope business is
better dan it was yist'day."

The two boys ate in a restaurant near the lodging-house. Dick's
appetite was good, and though the food was coarse and not served in
very nice style, he ate heartily.

"Don't you like pie?" he asked Jimmy, toward the close of the meal.

"Betcherlife I do."

"Why don't you have some, then?"

"Say, if we is goin' t' hire a room, regular, an' pay rent we can't
have pie," replied the newsboy, "dat is except when ye makes a lot
extra. Pie is too high livin' fer de likes of newsies."

"Well, suppose we have some to-day," proposed Dick. "I will stand
treat this time."

"Dat's good," answered Jimmy gratefully. "I kin eat it all right, but
I was goin' slow on de coin."

"I guess you will have to teach me how to use money," went on Dick, as
the waiter brought two pieces of pie. "I never earned any in my life,
that I can remember, though I used to spend considerable. I'll