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Title: Penman's Art Journal and Teachers' Guide
Year: 1883 (1880s)
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Publisher: D. T. Ames
Contributing Library: The University of Scranton Weinberg Memorial Library
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e made his I her. The day before, the father, Mr. Stead-I ham, had severely punished the boy, and, as time proved, very unjustly. He was a man of ungovernable temper—stern, and unre-, lenting at alt times. In vain the mother! pleaded to him to g<i in search of the boy( and bring him back. No, he would an-I swer, he will eoon be starved out, and bei glad enough to come back. It was this spirit that had finally driven the boy to the, step, and now that he had taken it, he hadI all his fathers will, and would not go back —no matter what happened. The mother did all she could to find her hoy, but in After four years of street-life, Billy, asevery street-boy called him, was a tall boy, of eighteen. His best friends would notI have recognized in him the neatly-dressedboy who stepped from the schooner fourI years before. Although he was as tatteredI and torn as most street-boys, yet he hadI never caught up their vices. He had learnedI to love this wild, free life ; yet, at first, eon-
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her deck. He had a noble, manly face, andhia eyes had a fearless look as they sought I hope you will have no trouble in find-ing your way home, said one of the men,as he patted him kindly on the shoulder. • I dont think I will, answered the boy;but he had a terrible homesick feeling, asbe walked on up the street. The noise andconfusion annoyed him so tliat he wastempted to go back and tell the man histrue story. Ou second thought — no, hew<.uld never give up now. On he wont upmany streets, until he was far up into thei-ity. Suddenly, as he turned a comer, heran squarely against a boot-bluck—a boynear his own age. The collieion was sosudden that one hoy rolled one way and oneanother. I say, country, said the bootblack,jumping to his feet, dont try any more ofyour goat-butting on me. You must havepracticed that with Billy himself. I have agood mind to give you a good thrashing forthat. You know 1 did not intend to do it,said the other; but if you want to fight Not so easy done

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