Vice and crime are displayed before their young eyes, and
if they do not themselves become vicious, it is not for the want
of knowledge and example.
It would be tedious to follow Phil in his wanderings. We have
already had a glimpse of the manner in which the days passed with
him; only it is to be said that this was a favorable specimen.
He had been more fortunate in collecting money than usual.
Besides, he had had a better dinner than usual, thanks to the
apple, and a supper such as he had not tasted for months.
About ten o'clock, as he was walking on the Bowery, he met
Giacomo, his companion of the morning.
The little boy was dragging one foot after the other wearily.
There was a sad look on his young face, for he had not been
successful, and he knew too well how he would be received by the
padrone. Yet his face lighted up as he saw Phil. Often before
Phil had encouraged him when he was despondent. He looked upon
our young hero as his only friend; for there was no other of the
boys who seemed to care for him or able to help him.
"Is it you, Filippo?" he said.
"Yes, Giacomo. What luck have you had?"
"Not much. I have only a little more than a dollar.
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