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.