After Racetrack and Jack left the dorm, all was empty. What am I going to do?! I thought nervously. Well, become a newsie of course! First things first! I pulled a knife with an ebony handle from my boot. I closed my eyes tight and started at the front of my head. The knife was sharp and cut quickly. Soon after, I had a headful of short blonde hair. I glanced at myself in the broken mirror in the bathroom. Well, if I didn't look horrible enough already! I took off lightly down the steps where I met the owner of the house.
"What are ya doin here young missy? Guest of the newsies, eh?" The man chuckled.
"In a way sir." At this he let out a howl. "No, no that is not what I meant. I am searching for a job as a newsie. Would you happen to have any of the boys' old clothes, a needle, and thread?"
At this he became more professional. "Why missy, I believe I do!" He walked behind the counter and gave me some old rugged clothes. I spent the afternoon mending them and tailoring them to fit. Afterwards, I took my silken dress to a lady nearby who owns a theatre, by the name of Medda and sold the dress and boots. I needed one more thing…. a hat! Oh, of course, a hat! I used a small amount of money to buy myself a beret in a nearby second-hand store. That's it, I told myself. Now its time to play Jackieboy's little game.
