“Where shall you go first?”
“To New York; but I’ll help you till I go.”
So Tony did his work as usual for the remainder of the day. He felt rather sober. Just as he had found a home, his evil genius, in the character of Rudolph, had appeared and deprived him of it.
CHAPTER XXV
TONY IN NEW YORK
Though Tony was out of a place, he was considerably better off than he had ever been. He had five dollars in his pocket for the first time in his life. A few weeks ago he would have considered himself rich with this amount, and would have been in high spirits. But now he took a
different view of life. He had known what it was to have a settled home, and to earn an honest living, and he had learned to like it. But fortune was against him, and he must go.
Good-by, James,” he said, soberly, to the hostler, the next morning.
Good-by, Tony, and good luck,” said the kind-hearted hostler.
I hope I shall have good luck, but I don’t expect it,” said Tony.