He said his name was Charley Gamp and that he was alone in the world.
"My mother died some years ago," he said.

"I don't know where my father is.

He left us when I was a baby." "And do you make your living selling newspapers ?" asked Laura.
"Mostly, but sometimes I carry bundles and run on other errands," answered Charley Gamp.
"And where do you live ?" questioned Jessie.
"Oh, I live with an old woman named Posey--that is, when I can pay for my bed.

When I haven't the price I go down to the docks and find a bed among the boxes and things." "You poor boy!" murmured Jessie, and something like tears came into her eyes.

She turned to Laura.