. The boys' revolt; a story of the street arabs of New York . each of the pleasure-seekers seemedto think it necessarv to smoke until all the cigaretteshad been consumed, and before this was done theyoung gentlemen were feeling decidedly the worse fortheir indulgence. As a matter of course, both were sick, and very threw himself upon the bed, regardless of thenut-shells which almost hid from view the covering;and the pallor of his face told eloquently of the nauseaat his stomach. Skinney crouched near the window, wondering if hewas at the point of death, and thinking, with a certain
. The boys' revolt; a story of the street arabs of New York . each of the pleasure-seekers seemedto think it necessarv to smoke until all the cigaretteshad been consumed, and before this was done theyoung gentlemen were feeling decidedly the worse fortheir indulgence. As a matter of course, both were sick, and very threw himself upon the bed, regardless of thenut-shells which almost hid from view the covering;and the pallor of his face told eloquently of the nauseaat his stomach. Skinney crouched near the window, wondering if hewas at the point of death, and thinking, with a certainmelancholy sense of satisfaction, that if his lifeless bodyshould be found next morning by the servants of thelodging-house, the members of Labor Union, No. i,would never know if he had really defrauded them tothe extent of paying for a horse-car ride and a cherootfrom their hard-earned wages. During fully half an hour, he remained strugglingsilently with his agony, and then asked, — Do you feel bad, Baldy ? Bad ! I m jest bout dead ! Them cigarettes must. RELAXATION. 171 have been poisoned ! If I had nt had em in my pocketall the afternoon, I d think sure Denny Drake putsomething in em, jest for spite. Perhaps we smoked too many. Too many! Why, I could have got the best ofthree boxes, an not felt it a mite. Smokin dontmake me sick ; I can tell you that! There s somethingwrong. The man what sold em to me better look out,less he wants to get the Union down on him ! I guess they was stronger than you generally have. Now, dont make a fool of yourself, Skinney Jones !You think you know pretty nigh everything, dontyou: Skinney was silenced. Despite his sufferings, he real-ized that it would be unwise to provoke his superiorofficer; and he ventured no further remark. Fearingthat the Boss Shiner might be displeased if he shouldclaim his share of the bed, he remained crouching by thewindow-ledge until kindly sleep came to his relief. CHAPTER XIV. AN ACCOUNTING. Messrs. Higgs and Jone
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