Daniel N Nnerdy

Dany The Newsboy Daniel N Nnerdy

"Evening Telegram! Only one left. Going for two cents, and worth double the money. Buy one, sir?" Attracted by the business-like tone of the newsboy, a gentleman paused as he was ascending the steps of the Astor House, and said, with a smile: "You seem to appreciate the Telegram, my boy. Any important news this afternoon?" "Buy the paper, and you'll see," said the boy, shrewdly. "I see-you don't care to part with the news for nothing. Well, here are your two cents.""Thank you, sir."Still the gentleman lingered, his eyes fixed upon the keen, pleasant face of the boy. "How many papers have you sold to-day, my boy?" he asked."Thirty-six, sir.""Were they all Telegrams?""No; I sell all the papers. I ain't partial. I'm just as willing to make money on the Mail, or Commercial, or Evening Post, as the Telegram." "I see you have an eye to business. How long have you dealt in papers?""Three years, sir."