But this same lad was mapping out a very brilliant future for himself as people passed him heedlessly by . He would get out West , somehow or other , some time or other , and make a fortune . Then , perhaps , he would go back to Upton for a visit and shine in his splendour before all his old neighbours . It all seemed very easy and alluring , sitting there in the quiet little Belltown square . Chester , you see , possessed imagination . That , together with the crackers and cheese , so cheered him up that he felt ready for anything . He was aroused from a dream of passing Aunt Harriet by in lofty scorn and a glittering carriage , by the shrill whistle of the boat . Chester pocketed his remaining crackers and cheese and his visions also , and was once more his alert , wide-awake self . He had inquired the way to the wharf from the grocer , so he found no difficulty in reaching it . When the boat steamed down the muddy little river , Chester was on board of her . He was glad to be out of Belltown , for he was anything but sure that he would not encounter some Upton people as long as he was in it . They often went to Belltown on business , but never to Montrose . There were not many passengers on the boat , and Chester scrutinized them all so sharply in turn that he could have sworn to each and every one of them for years afterwards had it been necessary . The one he liked best was a middle-aged lady who sat just before him on the opposite side of the deck She was plump and motherly looking , with a fresh , rosy face and beaming blue eyes . `` If I was looking for anyone to adopt me I 'd pick her , '' said Chester to himself . The more he looked at her , the better he liked her . He labelled her in his mind as `` the nice , rosy lady . '' The nice , rosy lady noticed Chester staring at her after awhile . She smiled promptly at him -- a smile that seemed fairly to irradiate her round face -- and then began fumbling in an old-fashioned reticule she carried , and from which she presently extracted a chubby little paper bag . `` If you like candy , little boy , '' she said to Chester , `` here is some of my sugar taffy for you . ''
Chester did not exactly XXXXX being called a little boy .
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