. St. Nicholas [serial]. rs passed before he sum-moned courage enough to speak up. Thewind was blowing keenly down the narrowstreet, pent in by the tall buildings on theother side, and the men who came hurrying upfrom the elevated station to their business-places in the thoroughfare beyond held totheir hats and morning papers with both one passed by, a fold of his paper caughtthe wind and was out of his hands in aninstant, whirling under the horses hoofs andthe wheels in the dirty street. He was a verystern-looking, dignified old gentleman withiron-gray hair and a smooth-shaven face.
. St. Nicholas [serial]. rs passed before he sum-moned courage enough to speak up. Thewind was blowing keenly down the narrowstreet, pent in by the tall buildings on theother side, and the men who came hurrying upfrom the elevated station to their business-places in the thoroughfare beyond held totheir hats and morning papers with both one passed by, a fold of his paper caughtthe wind and was out of his hands in aninstant, whirling under the horses hoofs andthe wheels in the dirty street. He was a verystern-looking, dignified old gentleman withiron-gray hair and a smooth-shaven face. Good morning! said Bobby, taking offhis hat. I m sorry it went away. Do youwant to buy another ? The old gentleman merely turned his head. No, said he; I dont. Then he turnedsharply all the way around and looked at thesmall boy perched in the corner of the steps. 244 BOBBY S NEWSPAPER. It s a very good paper, sir, said Bobby,confidently. A good paper? said the old gentleman. Thats an anomaly in these times, I should BRIDGET; I ill BlSY J1AK1X1, No, sir! it s the Violet. Do you want tobuy it, sir? I am editoring it. A man passing accosted the old gentleman,who turned, and, with the speaker, started on astep or two. Bobbys hopes were dashed toearth again. But the old gentleman hesitated,and half looked around. It s urgent, saidthe other, earnestly. Very well, replied theold gentleman; I 11 meet you on Change infive minutes; hold the stock for me. Then hecame back to where Bobby was standing. It s a good paper, is it ? he asked quiz-zically. Yes, sir; I think it is a good paper. Imade it all myself! That s not so bad, either,said the old gentleman, mus-ingly. A man ought to thinkthat the things he makes him-self are pretty good. But there are mistakesI sometimes, said Bobby. The old man looked at himsharply, and flushed a littleunder the boys frank gaze. Yes, said he ; there are mis-takes. Dont make any andyou 11 be a happy man. Oh, I m going to be hap-py, Bobby replied, whe
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