CHAPTER I.
SAM'S NEW CLOTHES.
"If I'm goin' into a office I'll have to buy some new clo'es," thoughtSam Barker.
He was a boy of fifteen, who, for three years, had been drifting about the streets of New York, getting his living as he could; now blacking boots, now selling papers, now carrying bundles—"everything by turns, and nothing long." He was not a model boy, as those who have read his early history, in "The Young Outlaw," are aware;...
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