A paper of gingercakes, giving way to the suggestions of the brother shoe, had bestowed a quarter of its contents all abroad; and the open face of the trunk offered a variety of other matters to the curiosity of whom it might concern; the broken cover giving but very partial hindrance.
The Irishman had gathered himself, and himself only, out of the fallen condition in which all things were.
"Bad luck to the ould thing, then!" -- was his sense of the matter.
"You needn't wish that," said Winthrop.
"Then, yer honour, I wouldn't wish anything better to meself, if I could ha' helped it.

If meself had been in the box, I couldn't ha' taken it more tinder, till we began to go, and then, plase yer honour, I hadn't no hoult of anything at all at all." "Take hold now, then," said Winthrop, "and set this up straight; and then see if you can get a sixpenny worth of rope anywhere." The man went off, and Winthrop gathered up his stray possessions from the street and the gutter and with some difficulty got them in their places again; and then stood mounting guard over the wheelbarrow and baggage until the coming of the rope; thinking perhaps how little he had to take care of and how strange it was there should be any difficulty in his doing it.
More care, or an evener way, brought them at last, without further mishap, to Diamond St., and along Diamond St.to Mr.
Forriner's house and store.

Both in the same building; large and handsome enough, at least as large and handsome as its neighbours; the store taking the front of the ground floor.
Mr.Forriner stood in the doorway taking a look at the day, which probably he thought promised him little custom; for his face was very much the colour of the weather.
Winthrop stopped the wheelbarrow before the house; went up and named his name.
"Winthrop Landholm!" -- the touch of Mr.Forriner's hand said nothing at all unless it were in the negative; -- "how d'ye do, sir.

Come to make a visit in Mannahatta ?" "No, sir.

I have come here to stay." "Ah! -- hum.