Two Boys of the Battleship; Or, For the Honor of Uncle Sam
to the end of the month, as he had the housekeeper. 

 “I don’t like to leave you boys,” said Mrs. Brun, tearfully, “but what can I do? There will be nothing for me to do with that sheriff’s officer in charge. Soon there will be nothing left to cook, and if you have no money—” 

 “It is better that you should go,” agreed Frank. “And we’ll go too, Ned.” 

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 “That’s what we’ve got to figure out. I don’t see any sense in staying here, though. We can’t make a living here.” 

 “What about taking out parties in our motor boat?” 

 “I don’t believe that would work. I think we’d better sell her and use the money.” 

 “What! Sell that dory?” 

 “Well, if our fortune is gone we can’t run her, and if our fortune isn’t lost, we can buy another later. I say, let’s get together all the cash we can and shift for ourselves.” 

 “Where shall we go?” 

 “New York!” exclaimed Frank. “That’s the place of opportunities. And say, Ned, I’ve got a scheme!” and his eyes twinkled. 

 “What is it?” asked the younger brother. 

 “Tell you later,” was the answer. “If it works we may be able to see Uncle Phil again soon.” 

 “I’m with you on anything like that!” Ned cried. 

 There being nothing else for them to do under the peculiar and strange circumstances, the two boys prepared to shift for themselves. 

32CHAPTER V—IN NEW YORK

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 Events now began to move rapidly for our two heroes, thus left to their own resources, and at an age when they were not very well fitted to battle with the world. And they were all the more unfitted on account of the life they had previously led. 

 They had always been well supplied with money, and they had never had to worry about where the 
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