How did she dare put big pieces of bread and things good enough
for any one to eat in feed for pigs and poultry! If he ever reached home
he resolved he would put a stop to that.
At three to Mickey's cheerful, "Now we'll find a job or make it," he
answered: "No we will find a square meal or steal it," and then he told.
Mickey watched him reflectively, but as he figured the case, it was not
for him to suggest retreat. He condoled, paid for the meal, and started
hunting work again, with Junior silent and dogged beside him. To the
surprise of both, almost at once they found a place for a week with a
florist.
Junior went to work. After a few tasks bunglingly performed, he was tried
on messenger service and started with his carfare to deliver a box
containing a funeral piece. He had no idea where he was to go, or what car
line to take. In his extremity a bootblack came to his aid. He safely
delivered the box at a residence where the owner was leaving his door for
his car. He gave Junior half a dollar.
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