Ragged Dick, Or, Street Life in New York with the Boot-Blacks by Horatio Alger
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"What'll you have, Johnny?" "Same as you." "Cup o' coffee and beefsteak," ordered Dick. These were promptly brought, and Johnny attacked them vigorously. Now, in the boot-blacking business, as well as in higher avocations, the same rule prevails, that energy and industry are rewarded, and indolence suffers. Dick was energetic and on the alert for business, but Johnny the reverse. The consequence was that Dick earned probably three times as much as the other. "How do you like it?" asked Dick, surveying Johnny's attacks upon the steak with evident complacency. "It's hunky." I don't believe "hunky" is to be found in either Webster's or Worcester's big dictionary; but boys will readily understand what it means. "Do you come here often?" asked Johnny. "Most every day. You'd better come too." "I can't afford it." |
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