ton thinks the Flying Squadron will up anchors before another week is out."
"Well, I don t care how quickly they leave—after I am on board," laughed the youth, much relieved that nothing had occurred whereby he had been left behind.
George Gimpwell now came up again, and soon he was engaged to take Walter's place. Phil Newell promised him five dollars weekly, and as Walter had gotten six, the good-hearted news dealer put the extra dollar on Dan's salary, much to that lad s delight.
Eight o'clock found Walter at the stand alone, and it was then that he penned the letter mailed to Ben, as mentioned in a previous volume, stating he had enlisted and was making a strong "pull" to get on the Brooklyn. "I won't say I am on her until it s a fact," he thought, as he sealed up the communication, stamped it, and placed it in the corner letter-box.
The stand was located in a niche of the hotel, and was open only in the front, above the counter. At night this space was closed by letting down two large shutters attached to several hinges and ropes.
