Jed, the Poorhouse Boy
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Alger Horatio Jr.. Jed, the Poorhouse Boy
CHAPTER I. JED
CHAPTER II. MR. AND MRS. FOGSON
CHAPTER III. THE SCRANTON POORHOUSE
CHAPTER IV. AN EXCITING CONTEST
CHAPTER V. JED SECURES AN ALLY
CHAPTER VI. MR. FOGSON MAKES UP HIS MIND
CHAPTER VII. FOGSON'S MISTAKE
CHAPTER VIII. MR. FOGSON IS ASTONISHED
CHAPTER IX. JED LEAVES THE POORHOUSE
CHAPTER X. JED REACHES DUNCAN
CHAPTER XI. JED'S FIRST APPEARANCE ON THE STAGE
CHAPTER XII. PERCY DIXON IS BEWILDERED
CHAPTER XIII. FOGSON IN PURSUIT
CHAPTER XIV. JED'S LUCK
CHAPTER XV. TWO ODD ACQUAINTANCES
CHAPTER XVI. MISS HOLBROOK, SPINSTER
CHAPTER XVII. JED MEETS AN OLD ACQUAINTANCE
CHAPTER XVIII. MR. FOGSON RECEIVES A LETTER
CHAPTER XIX. DISCHARGED
CHAPTER XX. JED'S POOR PROSPECTS
CHAPTER XXI. JED ARRIVES IN NEW YORK
CHAPTER XXII. JED MAKES TWO CALLS
CHAPTER XXIII. JED'S BAD LUCK
CHAPTER XXIV. A STARTLING DISCOVERY
CHAPTER XXV. WITHOUT A PENNY
CHAPTER XXVI. IN SEARCH OF EMPLOYMENT
CHAPTER XXVII. AN INTRACTABLE AGENT
CHAPTER XXVIII. A STRANGE COMMISSION
CHAPTER XXIX. A SURPRISE PARTY
CHAPTER XXX. JED ENTERTAINS AN OLD ACQUAINTANCE
CHAPTER XXXI. JED RETURNS GOOD FOR EVIL
CHAPTER XXXII. AT BAR HARBOR
CHAPTER XXXIII. THE POORHOUSE RECEIVES TWO VISITORS
CHAPTER XXXIV. THE DETECTIVE
CHAPTER XXXV. MRS. AVERY'S STORY
CHAPTER XXXVI "WHO WAS JED?"
CHAPTER XXXVII. JANE GILMAN
CHAPTER XXXVIII. THE DETECTIVE SECURES AN ALLY
CHAPTER XXXIX. JED LEARNS WHO HE IS
CHAPTER XL. GUY FENWICK'S DEFEAT
CHAPTER XLI. CONCLUSION
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Mr. Fogson was about as unpleasant-looking as his wife, but was not so thin. He had stiff red hair with a tendency to stand up straight, a blotched complexion, and red eyes, corresponding very well with the color of his hair. He was quite as cross as his wife, but she was more venomous and malicious. Like her he was disposed to fawn upon Squire Dixon, the Overseer of the Poor, with whom he knew it was necessary to stand well.
Had Jed come alone he might have met with a disagreeable reception; but Mr. Fogson's quick eye recognized in his companion the son of the poorhouse autocrat, Squire Dixon, and he summoned up an ingratiating smile on his rugged features.
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"I understand, squire," said Mrs. Fogson. "I have got it all ready," and she drew a sealed envelope out of her pocket and passed it to the squire, who pocketed it with a deprecatory cough. His face brightened up, for he knew what the envelope contained.
"You can depend on me to use my official influence in your favor, Mrs. Fogson," he said cheerfully. "As long as you show a proper appreciation of my service in giving you the place, I will stand by you."
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