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"Got a good route?" inquired the man.
"Best of any boy in my district," said Mickey. "I _like_ to sell papers. I
got it down fine!"
"I guess you have," said the driver. "I know your voice, and everybody on
your street knows that cry. Your route ought to be worth a fair price. I
got a kid that wants a paper start. What would you ask to take him over
your round and tell the men you are turning your business over to him, and
teach him your cries?"
"Hum-m-m-m!" said Mickey. "My cry is whatever has the biggest headlines on
the front page, mixed in with a lot of joyous fooling, and I'd have to see
your boy 'fore I'd say if I could teach him. Is he a clean kid with a
joyous face, and his anatomy decorated with a fine large hump? That's the
only kind that gets my job. I won't have my nice men made sore all day
'cause they start it by seeing a kid with a boiled-owl face."
"You think a happy face sells most papers?"
"Know it!" said Mickey, "'cause I wear it on the job, and I get away with
the rest of them three times and coming.


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