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Entered according to the Act, of Congress in the year 1869, by FRANK LEstim, in the Clerk’s Offico of the District Court for the Southern District of New York,
NEW YORK, JUNE 5, 1869.
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LAWLESS LIVES,—‘ WHAT SORT OF A DAY IS JT, PLUM 2?” ASKED MR.
WAINWRIGHT, BEGINNING TO RISE.
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LAWLESS LIVES.—* ME WANTED BY THE
Lawless Lives ;
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The Boston Newsboy:
By Mrs Jane G. Austin,
. CHAPTER V.—PLUM'S Hs,
Azovr ten o’clock of the morning succeeding the fire in
Starfish Alley, the Hon. Silsby Wainwright did the world the
honor to open his eyes upon it, and to greet it with a dis-
paraging yawn,
“Nasty weather; regular Boston dogday. I'll be off to
Mr. Wainwright closed the sentence with a smile—rather a
Peculiar, and not a very agrcoablo smile—and then he pulled
the bell.
it was answered by a sleek and felino servant, who opened
the door as if it wero a liberty, and shut it as if it wero an
apology.
“Well, Plum ?” remarked Mr, Wainwright, with another
yawn,
P'LICE ? WHAT FOR, FD LIKE TO KNOW ?”
“Good-morning, sir,” meekly replied Plum, arranging his
master’s bath. .
“What sort of day is it, Plum?” asked Mr. Wainwright,
beginning to rise—expressing in his tone that the question
he asked was not at all the one he wanted answered.
“*Very nice morning, sir; a little warmish,” replied Plam,
sedulously gazing at the thermometer just dipped in the
bathing-tub.”
“*Warmish! It’s hot as Tophet,” growled Mr. Wainwright,
impatiently, and after a moment, added: ‘ Well, what did
you do last night ?”. .
Plan, who had determined to extort this direct question as
the price of his information, had the grace to bear his tri-
umph meckly, and, seeming to collect his thougnts with an
effort, inquired : “
“About the young woman, sir, for Mrs. Johnson?”
“Yes, Unless you have forgotten.the particulars of your
interview with her, [should be glad to hear them,” replied
Mr, Wainwright, with such elaborate politeness, that Plam
perceived it would not do to trifle further, and aliowed an in-
telligent smile to replaco the blank bewilderment of his face.
“Certainly, sir, certainly. I wasn’t quite awaro what you
jreferred to at first. I went down, sir, to the mis‘b!e court
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