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Author: Horatio Alger
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Publish Date: 2003-08-01
Features: Ragged Dick tells the story of a homeless boy who, through honest labor and relentless effort, becomes a young "gentleman." Ragged Dick is a classic in American literature. Since its first publication in 1868, it has been published in countless editions and printed in hundreds of thousands of copies, remaining a bestseller. Generation after generation of American youth has drawn spiritual nourishment from this book, inspiring themselves to strive and, upon reaching adulthood, pass on both the book and its espoused values to their descendants. Therefore, Ragged Dick has become a must-read for ambitious American youth, and its author, Horatio Alger, has become a symbol of American spirit.
Chapter: Ragged Dick Appears
"Get up, kid." A man yelled roughly. Ragged Dick slowly opened his eyes and stared blankly at the face of the man speaking, but still made no move to get up.
"Get up, you little tramp!" The man grew impatient. "If I don't wake you up, do you plan to lie here all day?"
"What time is it?" Dick asked.
"Seven o'clock."
"Seven o'clock! I should have gotten up an hour ago!" Oh, I know why I slept so soundly—I went to Broadway last night and didn't come back until after midnight."
"You went to Broadway? Where did you get the money?" The man asked, who worked as a porter at a company on Spruce Street.
"Of course, I earned it by shining shoes. My guardian doesn't give me money to go to the theater, so I have to earn it myself."
"Some boys earn money much easier than you do." The man said with a hint of meaning.
"You mean by stealing?" Dick asked.
"Have you never stolen anything?"
"No, and I don't want to. Many boys steal, but I don't."
"That's good to hear, Dick. I believe you're different from other boys after all."
"Oh, I spend a lot of money," Dick said, "but I wouldn't steal—it's dishonest."
"I'm glad to hear that, Dick," the man said, his voice much softer than before. "Do you have enough money to buy breakfast now?"
"No, but I'll have it soon." Just as he said this, Dick had already gotten up and made his bed.
Dick's bed was actually a large wooden box half-filled with straw, where he stretched his tired limbs each night and slept on the straw, as if he were sleeping on a velvet bed. Before going to sleep each night, Dick didn't need to take off his clothes—he just flopped down and slept, and in the morning, it was just as easy. He only needed to shake his body, brush off the straw stuck to his clothes, and put on his ragged hat, which was too big for him, and he was ready to start a new day of work.
The way Dick stood beside his wooden box was peculiar. His pants were patched in several places and clearly belonged to a boy two sizes bigger than him. Dick wore a vest, but only two buttons remained on it—the rest had fallen off—inside which was a shirt that looked like it had been worn for a month. Over his vest, Dick wore an oversized coat that seemed to have seen many years.