"Hey I thing we gots a new newsie boys." Jack said to the group of boys standing in front of the Lodging House. "Dis is Scott an dats Angel, his lil sista." He pointed at us.

"Hey whudds wit de goil? She's dressed like a boy!" one of them shouted as he walked up to greet us. Jack gave him a stern look, "Mah names Racetrack Higgins er ye can just call me Race." he apologized to me.

"Nice te meet ye Race." I said bitterly.

"So dya play poka?" Race asked, but I ignored him.

"Let me introduce ye te de Manhattan Newsies." Jack smiled. "Dis is Boots, Crutchy, David, his lil' brodda Les, Kid Blink-"

"Er just Blink!" Blink quickly announced.

"And Mush. Dats would Race, but ye two already met. De rest of de gangs out sellin derre papes. You'll meet em lata." A girl walked out of the Lodging House and hugged Jack. "An dis is me goil, Sarah, David's sista. Hey lets go in, I'll show ye round."

We followed Jack and Sarah into the Lodging House. Just as I was sad to see Spot wasn't coming.

Race then spotted Spot. "Heya Spot we haven't seen ye since de strike last month!" Race said spit shaking Spot's hand.

"Yea so where've ye been Spot?" Blink asked doing the same.

"Where else dya think?..Brooklyn!" Spot told them both.

"Well den why'er ye hea?" Boots asked.

"I'm hea cuz I wanned te see Jacky-Boy!"

"So Spot, whudd ye think of dat Angel goil?" Race asked curiously.

"Why? Ye looking fer a goil?" Spot eyed Race.

"Nah. Just wonderin. Is she planning on bein one a dose goil newsies?" Race pointed to a girl across the street.

"Not dat I know of. She might be, but dye actually think her brodda is gonna let her be a goil newsie?" Spot still looking at the girl newsie then back at the three in front of him.

"Mebe youse right."

"Her broddas kinda ova protective an might not let her be in de goil's lodging house wid out im. Besides he don't let nobody talk bad bout her when he's derre." Spot added.

"Really?" Blink asked.

"Yea." Spot looking back at the girl across the street selling her papes.

"Are ye even listenin te us Spot?" Boots asked.

At that moment Spot walked across the street leaving Race, Boots and Blink behind. "Wait up!" Race and Boots called to Spot. Blink decided to stay behind.

"Where er ye goin?" Boots asked Spot as he tried to catch up to him.

Then Spot turned around, "SHH! C'mon, we're followin her."

"Why?" Boots asked quietly.

"She followed Angel an her brodda hea." he answered.

"How dya know dat?" Race asked quite surprised.

"I was looking fer Jack an saw her followin em. Den she followed us hea." Spot said in a hushed voice.

Spot, Race, and Boots were hiding in an alley quietly following the girl newsie. Just then someone walked into the alley and greeted her.

"Who de heck is dat?" Boots asked astonished.

"Its one a de Delancey broddas I think." Race recognized him.

"But whudd dey want wit Angel an Scott?" Boots asked to himself.

"Not surre, but it might mean trouble. Ey ain't dat a goil newsie? Whudd she want wit de Delancey broddas?" Spot asked trying to get a better look at what they were doing. "Mebe we should go back an warn Jack an de oddas bout dis just in case somethin happens." Spot said to the two. "We don't want anything te happen te our new newsie ye know."

Boots, Spot, and Race were going back to the Lodging House when someone stepped out from behind them. "Hey! Ye betta not tell no one! Dis ain't got nuttin te do wit you! It's just between us!" one of the Delancey brothers yelled at them. "Nuttin betta git out te em er you'll ruin our surprise fer Kevin, Scott, and Angel." Oscar laughed grabbing Race's collar.

"Hey! Ye betta lay off Oscar! Er you an yer brodda hea are gonna git a soakin you'll neva fergit." Spot warned as Race pulled away from Oscar.

"Ye betta watch out if yer gonna interfere wit our lil bizness wit dose orphaned brats." Morris yelled to Spot. "If ye do, which we know ye will, we're gonna soak ye!"