"That will be bully!" said Mike with pleasure.

"Now we'd better go to bed; I must be up bright and early in the
morning. We'll engage a room before I go to work."

There was no difficulty about rising early. It is one of the rules
of the Lodging House for the boys to rise at six o'clock, and after
a frugal breakfast of coffee and rolls they are expected to go out to
their business whatever it may be. Mike and Rodney dispensed with the
regulation breakfast and went out to a restaurant on Park Row where they
fared better.

"Now where shall we go for a room?" asked Rodney.

"There's a feller I know has a good room on Bleecker Street," said Mike.

"How far is that?"

"A little more'n a mile."

"All right! Let us go and see."

Bleecker Street once stood in better repute than at present. It is said
that A. T. Stewart once made his home there. Now it is given over to
shops and cheap lodging houses.

Finally the boys found a room decently furnished, about ten feet square,
of which the rental was two dollars and a half per week. Mike succeeded
in beating down the lodging house keeper to two dollars, and at that