I scanned this one from the wonderful book New York Street Kids by John Von Hartz, and I couldn’t resist playing with it some digitally.
Western Union messengers were sometimes barely able to reach the pedals of their bicycles. Some even lacked the spanking uniform with its shiny buttons. But there was always pride in the work of delivering messages at any hour of the day or night, a pride reflected in the well-pressed and starched appearance of the boy shown here.
The original is a black and white, part of The Jacob Riis Collection, Museum of the City of New York.