CHAPTER XLIII.

OLD FRIENDS AGAIN.

ICK was lost in Hong Kong. One day

when ashore with Uncle Nat, the latter

said: “Hold on here a moment,’ and
bobbed into an English merchant’s office.

“Aye, aye, Uncle Nat,” said Rick obe-
diently. Ca

But Rick strayed off, “ just a little,’ as he
said, watching a boy with a kite, then a sedan-
chair, and then something else, till at last,
entangled in a crowd, he lost all idea of the
way back to Uncle Nat.

“Oh dear!” he groaned ; “I guess I'll take
this street,’ and taking it, he left behind
him the stores, and reached the neighborhood
of the private residences. He was moving
along aimlessly and disconsolately, fancying
that somehow he might find Mr. Wadham’s
residence, perhaps, when he neared a house

 

JOE PIG-TAIL. surrounded with an ample garden.
“J will ask that Chinaman gardener in there if he knows where

Mr. Wadham lives, and if he doesn’t know perhaps that girl near him
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