"I won't lose sight of her," said Jack, thoughtfully. "No running around for me this time!"
He did not move about at all. He sat upon an old box, in front of a closed grocery store, near the ferry-house, deciding to watch and wait until the boat started.
"Dullest time I ever had!" he thought; "and it will cost me six cents to get back. You have to pay something everywhere you go. I wish that boat was ready to go now."
It was not ready, and it seemed as if it never would be; meanwhile the Crofield boy sat there on the box and studied the ferry-boat business. He had learned something of it from his guide-book, but he understood it all before the gates opened.
He had not learned much concerning any part of Staten Island, beyond what he already knew from the map; but shortly after he had paid his fare, he began to learn something about the bay and the lower end of New York.
"I'm glad to be on board again," he said, as he walked through the long cabin to the open deck forward. In a few minutes more he drew a long breath and exclaimed:
"She's starting! I know I'm on the right boat, too. But I'm hungry and I wish I had something to eat."
There was nothing to be had on board the boat, but, although hungry, Jack could see enough to keep him from thinking about it.
"It's all city; and all wharves3 and houses and steeples,—every way you look," he said. "I'm glad to have seen it from the outside, after all."
Jack stared, but did not say a word to anybody until the ferry-boat ran into its dock.
"If I only had a piece of pie and a cup of coffee!" Jack was thinking, as he walked along by the wharves, ashore4. Then he caught sight of the smallest restaurant he had ever seen. It was a hand-cart with an awning5 over it, standing6 on a corner. A placard hanging from the awning read:
"Clams7, one cent apiece; coffee, five cents a cup."
"That's plain enough!" exclaimed Jack. "She can't put on a cent more for anything."
A stout8, black-eyed woman stood behind a kind of table, at the end of the cart; and on the table there were bottles of vinegar and pepper-sauce, some crackers9, and a big tin coffee-heater.
Coffee and clams.
Coffee and clams.
"Clams?" she repeated. "Half-dozen, on the shell? Coffee? All right."
"That's all I want, thank you," said Jack, and she at once filled a cup from the coffee-urn and began to open shellfish for him.
"These are the smallest clams I ever saw," thought Jack; "but they're good."
They seemed better and better as he went on eating; and the woman willingly supplied them. He drank his coffee and ate crackers freely, and he was just thinking that it was time for him to stop when the black-eyed woman remarked, with an air of pride,
"Nice and fresh, ain't they? You seem to like them,—thirteen's a dozen; seventeen cents."
"Have I swallowed a dozen already?" said Jack, looking at the pile of shells. "Yes, ma'am, they're tiptop!"
After paying for his supper, there were only some coppers10 left, besides four one-dollar bills, in his pocket-book.
"Which way's the Battery, ma'am?" Jack asked, as she began to open clams for another customer.
"Back there a way. Keep straight on till you see it," she answered; adding kindly11, "It's like a little park; I didn't know you were from the country."
"Pretty good supper, after all," he said. "Cheap, too; but my money's leaking away! Well, it isn't dark yet. I must see all I can before I go to the hotel."
He followed the woman's directions, and he was glad he had done so. He had studied his guide-book faithfully as to all that end of New York, and in spite of his recent blunder did not now need to ask anybody which was the starting place of the elevated railways and which was Castle Garden, where the immigrants were landed. There were little groups of these foreigners scattered12 over the great open space before him.
"They've come from all over the world," he said, looking at group after group. "Some of those men will have a harder time than I have had trying to get started in New York."
It occurred to him, nevertheless, that he was a long way from Crofield, and that he was not yet at all at home in the city.
"I know some things that they don't know, anyway—if I am green!" he was thinking. "I'll cut across and take a nearer look at Castle Garden—"
"Stop there! Stop, you fellow in the light hat! Hold on!" Jack heard some one cry out, as he started to cross the turfed inclosures.
"What do you want of me?" Jack asked, as he turned around.
"Don't you see the sign there, 'Keep off the grass'? Look! You're on the grass now! Come off! Anyway, I'll fine you fifty cents!"
Jack looked as the man pointed13, and saw a little board on a short post; and there was the sign, in plain letters; and here before him was a tall, thin, sharp-eyed, lantern-jawed young man, looking him fiercely in the face and holding out his hand.
"Fifty cents! Quick, now,—or go with me to the police station."
Jack was a little bewildered for a moment. He felt like a cat in a very strange garret. His first thought of the police made him remember part of what Mr. Guilderaufenberg had told him about keeping away from them; but he remembered only the wrong part, and his hand went unwillingly14 into his pocket.
"Right off, now! No skulking15!" exclaimed the sharp eyed man.
"I haven't fifty cents in change," said Jack, dolefully, taking a dollar bill from his pocket-book.
"Hand me that, then. I'll go and get it changed;" and the man reached out a claw-like hand and took the bill from Jack's fingers, without waiting for his consent. "I'll be right back. You stand right there where you are till I come—"
"Hold on!" shouted Jack. "I didn't say you could. Give me back that bill!"
"You wait. I'll bring your change as soon as I can get it," called the sharp-eyed man, as he darted16 away; but Jack's hesitation17 was over in about ten seconds.
"I'll follow him, anyhow!" he exclaimed; and he did so at a run.
"Halt!"—it was a man in a neat gray uniform and gilt18 buttons who spoke19 this time; and Jack halted just as the fleeing man vanished into a crowd on one of the broad walks.
"He's got my dollar!"
"Tell me what it is, quick!" said the policeman, with a sudden expression of interest.
Jack almost spluttered as he related how the fellow had collected the fine; but the man in gray only shook his head.
"I thought I saw him putting up something," he said. "It's well he didn't get your pocket-book, too! He won't show himself here again to-night. He's safe by this time."
"Do you know him?" asked Jack, greatly excited; but more than a little in dread20 of the helmet-hat, buttons, and club.
"Know him? 'Jimmy the Sneak21?' Of course I do. He's only about two weeks out of Sing Sing. It won't be long before he's back there again. When did you come to town? What's your name? Where'd you come from? Where are you staying? Do you know anybody in town?"
He had a pencil and a little blank-book, and he rapidly wrote out Jack's answers.
"You'll get your eyes open pretty fast, at this rate," he said. "That's all I want of you, now. If I lay a hand on Jimmy, I'll know where to find you. You'd better go home. If any other thief asks you for fifty cents, you call for the nearest policeman. That's what we're here for."
"A whole dollar gone, and nothing to show for it!" groaned22 Jack, as he walked away. "Only three dollars and a few cents left! I'll walk all the way up to the Hotel Dantzic, instead of paying five cents for a car ride. I'll have to save money now."
He felt more kindly toward all the policemen he met, and he was glad there were so many of them.
"The police at Central Park," he remarked to himself, "and that fellow at the Battery, were all in gray, and the street police wear blue; but they're a good-looking set of men. I hope they will nab Jimmy the Sneak and get back my dollar for me."
The farther he went, however, the clearer became his conviction that dollars paid to thieves seldom come back; and that an evening walk of more than three miles over the stone sidewalks of New York is a long stroll for a very tired and somewhat homesick country boy. He cared less and less, all the way, how strangely and how splendidly the gas-lights and the electric lights lit up the tall buildings.
"One light's white," he said, "and the other's yellowish, and that's about all there is of it. Well, I'm not quite so green, for I know more than I did this morning!"
It was late for him when he reached the hotel, but it seemed to be early enough for everybody else. Many people were coming and going, and among them all he did not see a face that he knew or cared for. The tired-out, homesick feeling grew upon him, and he walked very dolefully to the elevator. Up it went in a minute, and when he reached his room he threw his hat upon the table, and sat down to think over the long and eventful day.
Jack is homesick.
Jack is homesick.
"This is the toughest day's work I ever did! I'd like to see the folks in Crofield and tell 'em about it, though," he said.
He went to bed, intending to consider his plans for Monday, but he made one mistake. He happened to close his eyes.
The next thing he knew, there was a ray of warm sunshine striking his face from the open window, for he had slept soundly, and it was nearly seven o'clock on Monday morning.
Jack looked around his room, and then sprang out of bed.
"Hurrah23 for New York!" he said, cheerfully. "I know what to do now. I'm glad I'm here! I'll write a letter home, first thing, and then I'll pitch in and go to work!"
He felt better. All the hopes he had cherished so long began to stir within him. He brushed his clothes thoroughly24, and put on his best necktie; and then he walked out of that room with hardly a doubt that all the business in the great city was ready and waiting for him to come and take part in it. He went down the elevator, after a glance at the stairway and a shake of his head.
"Stairs are too slow," he thought. "I'll try them some time when I am not so busy."
As he stepped out upon the lower floor he met Mr. Keifelheimer, the proprietor25.
"You come in to preakfast mit me," he said. "I promise Mr. Guilderaufenberg and de ladies, too, I keep an eye on you. Some letters in de box for you. You get dem ven you come out. Come mit me."
Jack was very glad to hear of his friends, what had become of them, and what they had said about him, and of course he was quite ready for breakfast. Mr. Keifelheimer talked, while they were eating, in the most friendly and protecting way. Jack felt that he could speak freely; and so he told the whole story of his adventures on Sunday,—Staten Island, Jimmy the Sneak, and all. Mr. Keifelheimer listened with deep interest, making appreciative26 remarks every now and then; but he seemed to be most deeply touched by the account of the eighty-cent dinner.
"Dot vas too much!" he said, at last. "It vas a schvindle! Dose Broadvay restaurants rob a man efery time. Now, I only charge you feefty-five cents for all dis beautiful breakfast; and you haf had de finest beefsteak and two cups of splendid coffee. So, you make money ven you eat mit me!"
Jack could but admit that the Hotel Dantzic price was lower than the other; but he paid it with an uneasy feeling that while he must have misunderstood Mr. Keifelheimer's invitation it was impossible to say so.
"Get dose letter," said the kindly and thoughtful proprietor. "Den2 you write in de office. It is better dan go avay up to your room."
Jack thanked him and went for his mail, full of wonder as to how any letters could have come to him.
"A whole handful!" he said, in yet greater wonder, when the clerk handed them out. "Who could have known I was here? Nine,—ten,—eleven,—twelve. A dozen!"
One after another Jack found the envelops27 full of nicely printed cards and circulars, telling him how and where to find different kinds of goods.
"That makes eight," he said; "and every one a sell. But,—jingo!"
It was a blue envelope, and when he opened it his fingers came upon a dollar bill.
"Mr. Guilderaufenberg's a trump28!" he exclaimed; and he added, gratefully, "I'd only about two dollars and a half left. He's only written three lines."
They were kindly words, however, ending with:
I have not tell the ladies; but you should be pay for the stateroom.
I hope you have a good time.
F. VON GUILDERAUFENBERG.
The next envelope was white and square; and when it came open Jack found another dollar bill.
"She's a real good woman!" he said, when he read his name and these words:
I say nothing to anybody; but you should have pay for your stateroom. You was so kind. In haste,
GERTRUDE VON GUILDERAUFENBERG.
"I'll go and see them some day," said Jack.
He had opened the eleventh envelope, which was square and pink, and out came another dollar bill. Jack read his own name again, followed by:
We go this minute. I have not told them. You should have pay for your stateroom. Thanks. You was so kind.
MARIE HILDEBRAND.
"Now, if she isn't one of the most thoughtful women in the world!" said Jack; "and what's this?"
Square, gray, with an ornamental29 seal, was the twelfth envelope, and out of it came a fourth dollar bill, and this note:
For the stateroom. I have told not the others. With thanks of
DOLISKA POD——SKI.
It was a fine, small, pointed, and wandering handwriting, and Jack in vain strove to make out the letters in the middle of the Polish lady's name.
"I don't care!" he said. "She's kind, too. So are all the rest of them; and Mr. Guilderaufenberg's one of the best fellows I ever met. Now I've got over six dollars, and I can make some more right away."
He pocketed his money, and felt more confident than ever; and he walked out of the Hotel Dantzic just as his father, at home in Crofield, was reading to Mrs. Ogden and Aunt Melinda and the children the letter he had written in Albany, on Saturday.
They all had their comments to make, but at the end of it the tall blacksmith said to his wife:
"There's one thing certain, Mary. I won't let go of any of that land till after they've run the railway through it."
"Land?" said Aunt Melinda. "Why, it's nothing but gravel30. They can't do anything with it."
"It joins mine," said Mr. Ogden; "and I own more than an acre behind the shop. We'll see whether the railroad will make any difference. Well, the boy's reached the city long before this!"
There was silence for a moment after that, and then Mr. Ogden went over to the shop. He was not very cheerful, for he began to feel that Jack was really gone from home.
In Mertonville, Mary Ogden was helping31 Mrs. Murdoch in her housework, and seemed to be disposed to look out of the window, rather than to talk.
"Now, Mary," said the editor's wife, "you needn't look so peaked, and feel so blue about the way you got along with that class of girls—"
"Girls?" said Mary. "Why, Mrs. Murdoch! Only half of them were younger than I; they said there would be only sixteen, and there were twenty-one. Some of the scholars were twice as old as I am, and one had gray hair and wore spectacles!"
"I don't care," said Mrs. Murdoch, "the Elder said you did well. Now, dear, dress yourself, and be ready for Mrs. Edwards; she's coming after you, and I hope you'll enjoy your visit. Come in and see me as often as you can and tell me the news."
Mary finished the dishes and went upstairs, saying, "And they want me to take that class again next Sunday!"
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wharves
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crackers
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coppers
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kindly
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skulking
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hesitation
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gilt
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spoke
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sneak
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