Ragged Dick: or, Street Life in New York with the Boot-Blacks

Chapter I<br>Ragged Dick Is Introduced to the Reader<br>“Wake up there, youngster,” said a rough voice.<br>Ragged Dick opened his eyes slowly, and stared stupidly in the face of the speaker, but did not offer to get up.<br>“Wake up, you young vagabond!” said the man a little impatiently; “I suppose you’d lay there all day, if I hadn’t called you.”<br>“What time is it?” asked Dick.<br>“Seven o’clock.”<br>“Seven o’clock! I oughter’ve been up an hour ago. I know what ’twas made me so precious sleepy. I went to the Old Bowery last night, and didn’t turn in till past twelve.”<br>