“Yes, it is. This gentleman says so.”
And Julius proudly put the watch in his vest pocket, and attached the chain to one of the button-holes. The donor looked on with a benevolent smile, glad that he had been able to make so acceptable a gift to the boy who had done him such a service.
“Now,” he said, smiling, “it will be your turn to look out for pickpockets. They may try to carry off your watch, as they did mine.”{40}
“I d like to see ’em do it,” said Julius, confidently. “It’ll take a smart pickpocket to hook my watch.”
“Well, my young friend,” said the other, “as the time may come when I can do you a service, I will give you my card.”
“I can’t read writin’,” admitted Julius, reluctantly, as he took the card, which was printed in script.
“My name is John Taylor, of Milwaukee. Keep the card, and you will soon be able to read it.”
Here the paper boy passed through the car, and Mr. Taylor, purchasing a copy of Harper’s Weekly, was soon immersed in its contents. Finding that the interview was ended, Julius returned to his former seat, and Teddy and he spent some time in admiring it.{41}
CHAPTER VI.
A NEWSBOY’S LETTER.
“I say, Julius, you’re in luck,” said Teddy.