JOE GETS INTO TROUBLE "How lucky I have been," thought Joe, in the best of spirits.

"There wasn't one chance in ten of my succeeding, and yet I have succeeded.
Everything has turned out right.

If I hadn't met this man, I couldn't have got a ticket at half price." Joe found that after paying his hotel expenses, he should have a dollar left over.

This would be rather a small sum to start with in California, but Joe didn't trouble himself much about that.
In the course of the day Joe found himself in the upper part of the Bowery.

It seemed to him a very lively street, and he was much interested in looking in at the shop windows as he passed.
He was standing before a window, when a stone from some quarter struck the pane and shivered it in pieces.
Joe was startled, and was gazing at the scene of havoc in bewilderment, when a stout German, the proprietor, rushed out and seized him by the collar.
"Aha! I have you, you young rascal!" he exclaimed furiously.