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Horatio Alger Driven from Home — Chapter XIII: An Unequal Contest (1889)

It was no sacrifice or humiliation to him to become a working boy, for he had never considered himself superior to working boys, as many boys in his position would have done.
He walked on in a leisurely manner, and at the end of ten minutes thought he had better sit down and wait for Mr. Jennings. But he was destined to receive a shock. There, under the tree which seemed to offer the most inviting shelter, reclined a figure only too well-known.
It was the tramp who the day before had compelled him to surrender the ten-dollar bill.
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Horatio Alger Driven from Home — Chapter XIII: An Unequal Contest (1889)

If I was nicely dressed I might pass it, but when a chap like me offers a ten- dollar bill it's sure to he looked at sharply. I haven't a cent, and I'll trouble you to hand over all you've got."
"Why don't you work for a living? You are a strong, able-bodied man."
"You'll find I am if you give me any more of your palaver."
Carl saw that the time of negotiation was past, and that active hostilities were about to commence. Accordingly he turned and ran, not forward, but in the reverse direction, hoping in this way to meet with Mr. Jennings.
"Ah, that's your game, is it?" growled the tramp.
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