“But—but we’ve got to get out,” Joe said persistently. “We haven’t had anything to eat for quite a while.”
The man hesitated a moment.
“Got any money?” he asked.
“Yes.”
“Let’s see it.”
Joe held up a half-dollar.
“O.K. There’s a grocery a block from here. Want me to get you something?”
Delighted at such a chance, Joe instructed the trainman to purchase several articles of food that would be sufficient to last for several days. It was with a feeling of high hope that the youths watched the man walk in the direction of the store.
In less than fifteen minutes he was back and handed Joe a sack of groceries in return for money. In recognition for his service, the youth tipped him generously.
“Now for a delicious meal,” said Bob, smacking his lips. “And will we eat!”