The speaker was a man of middle age, with a thin face and a nose like a Hawk1. He was well dressed, and across his vest was visible a showy gold chain with a cameo charm attached to it.
The boy, probably about fifteen, was the image of his father. They were crossing City Hall Park in New York and Mr. Talbot was pointing out to his son the public buildings which make this one of the noted2 localities in the metropolis3.
"Shine?" asked a bootblack walking up to the pair.
"I'd like to take a shine, father," said Edgar. "What do you charge?"
"Five cents, but I don't object to a dime," replied the bootblack.
"Can I have a shine, father?"
"Why didn't you get one at the hotel?"
"Because they charged ten cents. I thought I could get it for less outside."
"Good boy!" said the father in a tone of approval. "Get things as low as you can. That's my motto, and that's the way I got rich. Here, boy, you can get to work."
Instantly the bootblack was on his knees, and signed for Edgar to put his foot on the box.
"What's your name, boy?" asked Edgar with a condescending4 tone.
"No, it ain't boy. It's Tom."
"Well, Tom, do you make much money?"
"Well, I don't often make more'n five dollars a day."
"It's true though. I never made more'n five dollars in a day in my life, 'cept when I shined shoes for swells7 like you who were liberal with their cash."
Edgar felt rather flattered to be called a swell8, but a little alarmed at the suggestion that Tom might expect more than the usual sum.
"That's all right, but I shall only pay you five cents."
"I knew you wouldn't as soon as I saw you."
"Why?"
"'Cause you don't look like George W. Childs."
"Who's he?"
"The Ledger9 man from Philadelphia. I once blacked his shoes and he gave me a quarter. General Washington once paid me a dollar."
"What!" ejaculated Edgar. "Do you mean to say that you ever blacked General Washington's shoes?"
"No; he wore boots."
"Why, my good boy, General Washington died almost a hundred years ago."
"Did he? Well, it might have been some other general."
"I guess it was. You don't seem to know much about history."
"No, I don't. I spent all my time studyin' 'stronomy when I went to school."
"What's your whole name?"
"I am afraid you don't tell the truth very often."
"No, I don't. It ain't healthy. Do you?"
"Of course I do."
This conversation was not heard by Mr. Talbot, who had taken a seat on one of the park benches, and was busily engaged in reading the morning World.
By this time Tom began to think it was his time to ask questions.
"Where did you come from?" he inquired.
"How do you know but I live in the city?"
"'Cause you ain't got New York style."
"Oh!" said Edgar rather mortified11. Then he added in a tone which he intended to be highly sarcastic12: "I suppose you have."
"Well, I guess. You'd ought to see me walk down Fifth Avener Sunday mornin' with my best girl."
"Do you wear the same clothes you've got on now?"
"No, I guess not. I've got a little Lord Fauntleroy suit of black velvet13, with kid gloves and all the fixin's. But you ain't told me where you live yet."
"I live in Syracuse. My father's one of the most prominent citizens of that city."
"Is it the man you was walkin' with?"
"Yes; there he is sitting on that bench."
"He ain't much to look at. You look just like him."
"Why, what have I said? I only told you you looked like him."
"Yes, but you said he wasn't much to look at!"
"I guess he's rich, and that's better than good looks."
"Yes, my father is quite wealthy," returned Edgar complacently16.
"I wish I was rich instead of good lookin'."
"You good looking!"
"That's what everybody says. I ain't no judge myself."
Tom looked roguishly at Edgar, and his aristocratic patron was obliged to confess that he had a pleasant face, though it was marred17 by a black spot on each cheek, probably caused by the contact of his hands.
"You're a queer boy," said Edgar. "I don't know what to make of you."
"Make a rich man of me, and we'll go to Europe together. My doctor says I ought to travel for my health."
"Edgar, haven't you got your shoes blacked yet?" asked his father from the bench.
Tom struck the box sharply with his brush to show that the job was completed.
"Just got done, governor," he said familiarly.
"Here is your money," said Edgar, producing some pennies from his pockets.
"There's only four," observed Tom with a critical glance.
"Only four! Haven't you dropped one?"
"No. That's all you gave me."
"Father, have you got a cent?"
Mr. Talbot's hand dived into his pocket, and he brought out a penny, but it was a Canadian coin.
"I don't know as I can pass this," said Tom. "They're very particular at the Windsor Hotel, where I am boarding."
"You can save it till you go traveling in Canada," suggested Edgar, with unusual brightness for him.
"That's so," answered Tom, who appreciated a joke. "I'll stop in Syracuse on the way and pay you a visit."
"How does he know about our living in Syracuse?" asked Mr. Talbot.
"I told him I lived there."
"I hope you didn't use that expression, Edgar," said his father.
"Oh well, that's what he meant. Won't you have a shine yourself, governor?"
"No; I don't think I shall need it."
"Where'd you get that shine you've got on?"
"In Syracuse."
"Tell 'em they don't understand shinin' boots up there."
"Hadn't you better go up there and give them some lessons?" suggested Edgar.
"Well, I don't mind, if I can get free board at your house."
"Do you think we would have a bootblack living in our house?"
"Don't waste any time on him, Edgar. He is a street boy, and his manners are fitted to his station."
"Thank you, governor. That's the biggest compliment I've had for a long time."
Mr. Talbot laughed.
"That's another compliment," said Tom, taking off his hat and bowing with mock politeness.
"Hallo, Tom!"
Tom turned to meet the smile of a District Telegraph messenger, who was crossing the park to Broadway.
"How's yourself, Mark?" he said. "I'd offer to shake hands, but I've been doin' a little business for these gentlemen, and my gloves ain't handy."
No. 79, following the direction of Tom's nod, glanced at Mr. Talbot and Edgar, and instantly a look of surprise came over his face.
"Why, Uncle Solon, is that you?" he exclaimed.
Solon Talbot looked embarrassed, and seemed in doubt whether to acknowledge his relationship to the humble19 telegraph boy.
"Are you Mark Mason?" he asked.
"Yes; don't you know me?"
"I haven't seen you for two years, you know."
"And this is Edgar!" continued the telegraph boy. "You've grown so I would hardly know you."
"I hope you are well," said Edgar coldly.
"Thank you. Uncle Solon, where are you staying?"
"Ahem! I am stopping up town."
"Shall you be in the city long?"
"I don't think so."
"Mother would like very much to see you. She would like to ask about grandfather's estate."
"Ah—um—yes! Where do you live?"
"No. 174 St. Mark's Place, near First Avenue."
"We'll call if we can. Edgar, we'll have to hurry away."
As they walked toward the other side of the park at a brisk pace, Tom asked: "You don't mean to say that's your uncle, Mark?"
"Yes; that is, he married my mother's sister."
"And that young swell is your cousin?"
"Yes."
"He is rich, isn't he?"
"I suppose so."
"Why don't he do something for you and your mother?"
"He was always a very selfish man. But we don't ask any favors—mother and I don't. All we ask is justice."
"What do you mean by that?"
"My grandfather, that is mother's father and Mrs. Talbot's, died two years ago, and Uncle Solon was the administrator20. We supposed he had left a good deal of money, but all we have received from his estate is seventy-five dollars."
"Do you think the old feller's been playin' any game on you?"
"I don't know what to think."
"I tell you what, Mark, he deserves a good lickin' if he's cheated you, and I'd like to give it to him."
"Well, Tom, I must be going. I can't stop talking here, or I'll get into trouble at the office."
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