. St. Nicholas [serial]. THE JUDGE AND THE CUR. By Temple ONYS standHi was on the cold-est corner ofthe wind-sweptstreet. In sum-mer this was very for-tunate, for Tony couldcatch the occasionalcoolness of suchbreezes as straggled up from the river; but inwinter Tonys fingers grew red and his noseblue in the chill, searching blasts. There was consolation, however, in the pea-nut-roaster. By hugging very close to it, Tonycould keep himself warm on one side at least. In the bitterest weather Tony kept his fruitcovered. The man who owned the stand didnot wish to have the fruit freeze, but
. St. Nicholas [serial]. THE JUDGE AND THE CUR. By Temple ONYS standHi was on the cold-est corner ofthe wind-sweptstreet. In sum-mer this was very for-tunate, for Tony couldcatch the occasionalcoolness of suchbreezes as straggled up from the river; but inwinter Tonys fingers grew red and his noseblue in the chill, searching blasts. There was consolation, however, in the pea-nut-roaster. By hugging very close to it, Tonycould keep himself warm on one side at least. In the bitterest weather Tony kept his fruitcovered. The man who owned the stand didnot wish to have the fruit freeze, but he wasnot so careful of Tony. He came every morningto see that all was in order, to scold Tony untilthe boy was stubbornly resentful, and then toleave him through all the tiresome hours untilnight came on, when he returned and sentTony home to a poor little supper and a poorlittle bed. Tony could not have stood it if it had notbeen for Smuggler. Smuggler was a had named him Smuggler because he hadto be smuggled into odd corners whenever theman who owne
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