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Edward L. Wheeler Fritz to the Front, or, the Ventriloquist Scamp-Hunter

FRITZ TO THE FRONT. CHAPTER I MADGE.
One bright, hot August morning a cheap excursion was advertised to leave South Street wharf, Philadelphia, for Atlantic City—that lively little city by the sea, which is so fast growing in size and popularity as to rival the more noted of the Atlantic coast summer resorts. A cheap excursion which is within the means of the working class is ever a success, and this one was no exception; it gave the masses a chance to escape from the overheated city for a small sum, and they grasped at it eagerly.
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Edward L. Wheeler Fritz to the Front, or, the Ventriloquist Scamp-Hunter

Leadville's angered delegate gazed after him a moment, with unutterable contempt—then turned to Fritz:
"Poor fool. He's no sand, or he'd not cut and run, after calling a man a liar. Up in Leadville [23] things are supremely different, but here alas! is a lack of back-bone. I say, young fellow, have you ever cherished dreams of becoming rich?—a man of millions, as it were?"
"Vel, I don'd know but I haff some off dose anxiety to get rich, vonce in a vile," Fritz admitted.
"Well, sir, I can tell you just how you can do it the easiest, if you will stroll upon the beach with me."
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Edward L. Wheeler Fritz to the Front, or, the Ventriloquist Scamp-Hunter

There were representatives of every trade in the city, nearly, and likewise a mixture of several nationalities; there were young folks and old folks and little children; then there were [6] roughs, bruisers, and bummers, an indispensable adjunct to summer excursions; and, all in all, a heterogeneous collection of humanity.
Just as the hot August sun peeped up over Jersey's sandy horizon, the bell of the boat rung, and the huge ferry-boat began to move out across the Delaware, toward Kaighn's Point, where connection was to be made with the railway.
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