A District Messenger Boy and a Necktie Party by James Otis
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carried directly from the carriage to his berth."
" I will wait for you, sir." " What are the rates?" "For an hour and a half, ninety cents, sir, and car fare extra if you want me to get there in a hurry." " Very well, here is a dollar, and see that you do exactly as I have told you." Joe touched his cap, took the two valises that the gentleman pointed out to him in one corner of the office, and, staggering under the heavy weight, started for the nearest elevated railroad station. Joe was scarcely large enough to carry the valises; but, when he succeeded in getting a situation in the messenger service, he knew that he would have plenty of hard work to do, and was fully prepared for it. .Besides, this acting the part of porter was by no means so difficult a job as some that had been assigned to him in the past six weeks, and he went about it as philosophically as if he had been a man, instead of a boy only twelve years old. Arrived at the dock, he had no trouble in getting the stateroom key, since he had the proper tickets, and, after caring for the baggage, it was only necessary to wait near the gang-plank until his employer should appear. |
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