"I don't want to see that man again," said the barkeeper. "He spends five cents and eats twenty cents' worth. If all my customers were like that, I should soon have to stop business. Do you know him?"
"Never seed him afore," said Julius.
He shouldered his box and ascended the steps to the sidewalk above. He resolved to look out for business for the next two hours, and then go around to the necktie stand of Paul Hoffman.
CHAPTER XII.
A GOOD ACTION MEETS ITS REWARD.
Paul Hoffman was standing beside his stock in trade, when all at once he heard the question, so common in that neighborhood, "Shine yer boots?"
"I guess not," said Paul, who felt that his income did not yet warrant a daily outlay of ten cents for what he could easily do himself.
"I'll shine 'em for nothin'," said the boy.
Such a novel proposition induced Paul to notice more particularly the boy who made it.