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+The Project Gutenberg eBook of Rollo at Work, by Jacob Abbott
+
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+using this eBook.
+
+Title: Rollo at Work
+
+Author: Jacob Abbott
+
+Release Date: May 1, 2008 [eBook #25274]
+[Most recently updated: October 19, 2021]
+
+Language: English
+
+Character set encoding: UTF-8
+
+
+*** START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK ROLLO AT WORK ***
+
+
+
+
+Transcriber’s Notes:
+
+The original print starts with a list of novels from the “Rollo series”.
+This information has been moved to the back of the book.
+
+Unusual spellings that are used consistently have been kept as they were
+found in the source. Some punctuation errors have been corrected silently.
+All other corrections are declared in the TEI master file, using the usual
+TEI elements for corrections.
+
+In particular, four asterisks that appear to be footnote marks without a
+corresponding footnote have been deleted.
+
+
+
+
+
+The
+
+Rollo Books
+
+by
+
+Jacob Abbott
+
+[Illustration: The Rollo Books by Jacob Abbott. Boston, Phillips, Sampson,
+& Co.]
+
+Boston, Phillips, Sampson, & Co.
+
+                  -------------------------------------
+
+Rollo At Work
+
+Or
+
+The Way to Be Industrious
+
+                  -------------------------------------
+
+
+
+
+
+NOTICE TO PARENTS.
+
+
+Although this little work, and its fellow, “ROLLO AT PLAY,” are intended
+principally as a means of entertainment for their little readers, it is
+hoped by the writer that they may aid in accomplishing some of the
+following useful purposes:--
+
+1. In cultivating _the thinking powers_; as frequent occasions occur, in
+which the incidents of the narrative, and the conversations arising from
+them, are intended to awaken and engage the reasoning and reflective
+faculties of the little readers.
+
+2. In promoting the progress of children _in reading_ and in knowledge of
+language; for the diction of the stories is intended to be often in
+advance of the natural language of the reader, and yet so used as to be
+explained by the connection.
+
+3. In cultivating the _amiable and gentle qualities of the heart_. The
+scenes are laid in quiet and virtuous life, and the character and conduct
+described are generally--with the exception of some of the ordinary
+exhibitions of childish folly--character and conduct to be imitated; for
+it is generally better, in dealing with children, to allure them to what
+is right by agreeable pictures of it, than to attempt to drive them to it
+by repulsive delineations of what is wrong.
+
+
+
+
+
+CONTENTS
+
+
+Story 1. Labor Lost
+   Elky.
+   Preparations.
+   A Bad Beginning.
+   What Rollo Might Do.
+   A New Plan.
+   Hirrup! Hirrup!
+   An Overturn.
+Story 2. The Two Little Wheelbarrows.
+   Rides.
+   The Corporal’s.
+   The Old Nails.
+   A Conversation.
+   Rollo Learns to Work at Last.
+   The Corporal’s Again.
+Story 3. Causey-Building.
+   Sand-Men.
+   The Gray Garden.
+   A Contract.
+   Instructions.
+   Keeping Tally.
+   Rights Defined.
+   Calculation.
+Story 4. Rollo’s Garden.
+   Farmer Cropwell.
+   Work and Play.
+   Planting.
+   The Trying Time.
+   A Narrow Escape.
+   Advice.
+Story 5. The Apple-Gathering.
+   The Garden-House.
+   Jolly.
+   The Pet Lamb.
+   The Meadow-Russet.
+   Insubordination.
+   Subordination.
+   The New Plan Tried.
+   A Present.
+   The Strawberry-Bed.
+   The Farmer’s Story.
+Story 6. Georgie.
+   The Little Landing.
+   Georgie’s Money.
+   Two Good Friends.
+   A Lecture On Playthings.
+   The Young Drivers.
+   The Toy-Shop.
+
+
+
+
+
+ENGRAVINGS
+
+
+Rollo Digging Holes in the Ground.
+Too Heavy.
+The Corporal’s.
+Rollo Took Hold of His Wheelbarrow.
+The Cows.
+The Bull Chained by the Nose.
+Work in the Rain.
+The Harvesting Party.
+There, Said He, See How Men Work.
+Georgie’s Apples.
+
+
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration: Rollo Digging Holes in the Ground.]
+
+
+
+
+
+LABOR LOST.
+
+
+
+
+Elky.
+
+
+When Rollo was between five and six years old, he was one day at work in
+his little garden, planting some beans. His father had given him a little
+square bed in a corner of the garden, which he had planted with corn two
+days before. He watched his corn impatiently for two days, and, as it did
+not come up, he thought he would plant it again with beans. He ought to
+have waited longer.
+
+He was sitting on a little cricket, digging holes in the ground, when he
+heard a sudden noise. He started up, and saw a strange, monstrous head
+looking at him over the garden wall. He jumped up, and ran as fast as he
+could towards the house.
+
+It happened that Jonas, the boy, was at that time at work in the yard,
+cutting wood, and he called out, “What is the matter, Rollo?”
+
+Rollo had just looked round, and seeing that the head remained still where
+it was, he was a little ashamed of his fears; so at first he did not
+answer, but walked along towards Jonas.
+
+“That’s the colt,” said Jonas; “should not you like to go and see him?”
+
+Rollo looked round again, and true enough, it was a small horse’s head
+that was over the wall. It looked smaller now than it did when he first
+saw it.
+
+Now there was behind the garden a green field, with scattered trees upon
+it, and a thick wood at the farther side. Jonas took Rollo by the hand,
+and led him back into the garden, towards the colt. The colt took his head
+back over the fence as they approached, and walked away. He was now afraid
+of Rollo. Jonas and Rollo climbed up upon a stile which was built there
+against the fence, and saw the colt trotting away slowly down towards the
+wood, looking back at Rollo and Jonas, by bending his head every minute,
+first on one side, and then on the other.
+
+“There comes father,” said Rollo.
+
+Jonas looked and saw Rollo’s father coming out of the wood, leading a
+horse. The colt and the horse had been feeding together in the field, and
+Rollo’s father had caught the horse, for he wanted to take a ride. Rollo’s
+father had a little basket in his hand, and when he saw the colt coming
+towards him, he held it up and called him, “_Elky, Elky, Elky, Elky_,” for
+the colt’s name was Elkin, though they often called him Elky. Elkin walked
+slowly up to the basket, and put his nose in it. He found that there were
+some oats in it; and Rollo’s father poured them out on the grass, and then
+stood by, patting Elky’s head and neck while he ate them. Rollo thought
+his head looked beautifully; he wondered how he could have been afraid of
+it.
+
+Rollo’s father led the horse across the field, through a gate, into a
+green lane which led along the side of the garden towards the house; and
+Rollo said he would run round into the lane and meet him. So he jumped off
+of the stile, and ran up the garden, and Jonas followed him, and went back
+to his work.
+
+Rollo ran round to meet his father, who was coming up the green lane,
+leading the horse with a rope round his neck.
+
+“Father,” said Rollo, “could you put me on?”
+
+His father smiled, and lifted Rollo up carefully, and placed him on the
+horse’s back. Then he walked slowly along.
+
+“Father,” said Rollo, “are you going away?”
+
+“Yes,” said he, “I am going to ride away in the wagon.”
+
+“Why did not you catch Elky, and let him draw you?”
+
+“Elky? O, Elky is not old enough to work.”
+
+“Not old enough to work!” said Rollo, “Why, he is pretty big. He is almost
+as big as the horse. I should think he could draw you alone in the wagon.”
+
+“Perhaps he is strong enough for that; but Elky has never learned to work
+yet.”
+
+“Never learned!” said Rollo, in great surprise. “Do horses have to _learn_
+to work? Why, they have nothing to do but to pull.”
+
+“Why, suppose,” said his father, “that he should dart off at once as soon
+as he is harnessed, and pull with all his strength, and furiously.”
+
+“O, he must not do so: he must pull gently and slowly.”
+
+“Well, suppose he pulls gently a minute, and then stops and looks round,
+and then I tell him to go on, and he pulls a minute again, and then stops
+and looks round.”
+
+“O no,” said Rollo, laughing, “he must not do so; he must keep pulling
+steadily all the time.”
+
+“Yes, so you see he has something more to do than merely to pull; he must
+pull right, and he must be taught to do this. Besides, he must learn to
+obey all my various commands. Why, a horse needs to be taught to work as
+much as a boy.”
+
+“Why, father, I can work; and I have never been taught.”
+
+“O no,” said his father, smiling, “you cannot work.”
+
+“I can plant beans,” said Rollo.
+
+Just then, Rollo, who was all this time riding on the horse, looked down
+from his high seat into a little bush by the side of the road, and saw
+there a little bunch that looked like a birdsnest; and he said, “O,
+father, please to take me down; I want to look at that birdsnest.”
+
+His father knew that he would not hurt the birdsnest; so he took him off
+of the horse, and put him on the ground. Then he walked on with the horse,
+and Rollo turned back to see the nest. He climbed up upon a log that lay
+by the side of the bush, and then gently opened the branches and looked
+in. Four little, unfledged birds lifted up their heads, and opened their
+mouths wide. They heard the noise which Rollo made, and thought it was
+their mother come to feed them.
+
+“Ah, you little dickeys,” said Rollo; “hungry, are you? _I_ have not got
+any thing for you to eat.”
+
+Rollo looked at them a little while, and then slowly got down and walked
+along up the lane, saying to himself, “_They_ are not big enough to work,
+at any rate, but _I_ am, I know, and I do not believe but that _Elky_ is.”
+
+
+
+
+Preparations.
+
+
+When Rollo got back into the yard, he found his father just getting into
+the wagon to go away. Jonas stood by the horse, having just finished
+harnessing him.
+
+“Father,” said Rollo, “I can work. You thought I could not work, but I
+can. I am going to work to-day while you are gone.”
+
+“Are you?” said his father. “Very well; I should be glad to have you.”
+
+“What should you like to have me do?” asked Rollo.
+
+“O, you may pick up chips, or pile that short wood in the shed. But stand
+back from the wheel, for I am going to start now.”
+
+So Rollo stood back, and his father drew up the reins which Jonas had just
+put into his hands, and guided the horse slowly and carefully out of the
+yard. Rollo ran along behind the wagon as far as the gate, to see his
+father go off, and stood there a few minutes, watching him as he rode
+along, until he disappeared at a turn in the road. He then came back to
+the yard, and sat down on a log by the side of Jonas, who was busily at
+work mending the wheelbarrow.
+
+Rollo sat singing to himself for some time, and then he said,
+
+“Jonas, father thinks I am not big enough to work; don’t you think I am?”
+
+“I don’t know,” said Jonas, hesitating. “You do not seem to be very
+industrious just now.”
+
+“O, I am resting now,” said Rollo; “I am going to work pretty soon.”
+
+“What are you resting from?” said Jonas.
+
+“O, I am resting because I am tired.”
+
+“What are you tired of?” said Jonas. “What have you been doing?”
+
+Rollo had no answer at hand, for he had not been doing any thing at all.
+The truth was, it was pleasanter for him to sit on the log and sing, and
+see Jonas mend the wheelbarrow, than to go to work himself; and he mistook
+that feeling for being tired. Boys often do so when they are set to work.
+
+Rollo, finding that he had no excuse for sitting there any longer,
+presently got up, and sauntered along towards the house, saying that he
+was going to work, picking up chips.
+
+Now there was, in a certain corner of the yard, a considerable space
+covered with chips, which were the ones that Rollo had to pick up. He knew
+that his father wished to have them put into a kind of a bin in the shed,
+called the _chip-bin_. So he went into the house for a basket.
+
+He found his mother busy; and she said she could not go and get a basket
+for him; but she told him the chip-basket was probably in its place in the
+shed, and he might go and get that.
+
+“But,” said Rollo, “that is too large. I cannot lift that great basket
+full of chips.”
+
+“You need not fill it full then,” said his mother. “Put in just as many as
+you can easily carry.”
+
+Rollo still objected, saying that he wanted her very much to go and get a
+smaller one. He could not work without a smaller one.
+
+“Very well,” said she, “I would rather that you should not work then. The
+interruption to me to get up now, and go to look for a smaller basket,
+will be greater than all the good you will do in picking up chips.”
+
+Rollo then told her that his father wanted him to work, and he related to
+her all the conversation they had had. She then thought that she had
+better do all in her power to give Rollo a fair experiment; so she left
+her work, went down, got him a basket which he said was just big enough,
+and left him at the door, going out to his work in the yard.
+
+
+
+
+A Bad Beginning.
+
+
+Rollo sat down on the chips, and began picking them up, all around him,
+and throwing them into his basket. He soon filled it up, and then lugged
+it in, emptied it into the chip-bin, and then returned, and began to fill
+it again.
+
+He had not got his basket more than half full the second time, before he
+came upon some very large chips, which were so square and flat, that he
+thought they would be good to build houses with. He thought he would just
+try them a little, and began to stand them up in such a manner as to make
+the four walls of a house. He found, however, an unexpected difficulty;
+for although the chips were large and square, yet the edges were so sharp
+that they would not stand up very well.
+
+Some time was spent in trying experiments with them in various ways; but
+he could not succeed very well; so he began again industriously to put
+them into his basket.
+
+When he got the basket nearly full, the second time, he thought he was
+tired, and that it would be a good plan to take a little time for rest;
+and he would go and see Jonas a little while.
+
+Now his various interruptions and delays, his conversation with his
+mother, the delay in getting the basket, and his house-building, had
+occupied considerable time; so that, when he went back to Jonas, it was
+full half an hour from the time when he left him; and he found that Jonas
+had finished mending the wheelbarrow, and had put it in its place, and was
+just going away himself into the field.
+
+“Well, Rollo,” said he, “how do you get along with your work?”
+
+“O, very well,” said Rollo; “I have been picking up chips all the time
+since I went away from you.”
+
+Rollo did not mean to tell a falsehood. But he was not aware how much of
+his time he had idled away.
+
+“And how many have you got in?” said Jonas.
+
+“Guess,” said Rollo.
+
+“Six baskets full,” said Jonas.
+
+“No,” said Rollo.
+
+“Eight.”
+
+“No; not so many.”
+
+“How many, then?” said Jonas, who began to be tired of guessing.
+
+“Two; that is, I have got one in, and the other is almost full.”
+
+“Only two?” said Jonas. “Then you cannot have worked very steadily. Come
+here and I will show you how to work.”
+
+
+
+
+What Rollo Might Do.
+
+
+So Jonas walked along to the chips, and asked Rollo to fill up that
+basket, and carry it, and then come back, and he would tell him.
+
+So Rollo filled up the basket, carried it to the bin, and came back very
+soon. Jonas told him then to fill it up again as full as it was before.
+
+“There,” said Jonas, when it was done, “now it is as full as the other
+was, and I should think you have been less than two minutes in doing it.
+We will call it two minutes. Two minutes for each basket full would make
+thirty baskets full in an hour. Now, I don’t think there are more than
+thirty baskets full in all; so that, if you work steadily, but without
+hurrying any, you would get them all in in an hour.”
+
+“In an hour?” said Rollo. “Could I get them all in in an hour?”
+
+“Yes,” said Jonas, “I have no doubt you can. But you must not hurry and
+get tired out. Work moderately, but _steadily_;--that is the way.”
+
+So Jonas went to the field, leaving Rollo to go on with his thirty
+baskets. Rollo thought it would be a fine thing to get the chips all in
+before his father should come home, and he went to work very busily
+filling his basket the third time.
+
+“I can do it quicker,” said he to himself. “I can fill the basket a great
+deal faster than that. I will get it all done in half an hour.”
+
+So he began to throw in the chips as fast as possible, taking up very
+large ones too, and tossing them in in any way. Now it happened that he
+did fill it this time very quick; for the basket being small, and the
+chips that he now selected very large, they did not pack well, but lay up
+in every direction, so as apparently to fill up the basket quite full,
+when, in fact, there were great empty spaces in it; and when he took it up
+to carry it, it felt very light, because it was in great part empty.
+
+He ran along with it, forgetting Jonas’s advice not to hurry, and thinking
+that the reason why it seemed so light was because he was so strong. When
+he got to the coal-bin, the chips would not come out easily. They were so
+large that they had got wedged between the sides of the basket, and he had
+hard work to get them out.
+
+This fretted him, and cooled his ardor somewhat; he walked back rather
+slowly, and began again to fill his basket.
+
+
+
+
+A New Plan.
+
+
+Before he had got many chips in it, however, he happened to think that the
+wheelbarrow would be a better thing to get them in with. They would not
+stick in that as they did in the basket. “Men always use a wheelbarrow,”
+he said to himself, “and why should not I?”
+
+So he turned the chips out of his basket, thus losing so much labor, and
+went after the wheelbarrow. He spent some time in looking to see how Jonas
+had mended it, and then he attempted to wheel it along to the chips. He
+found it quite heavy; but he contrived to get it along, and after losing
+considerable time in various delays, he at last had it fairly on the
+ground, and began to fill it.
+
+He found that the chips would go into the wheelbarrow beautifully, and he
+was quite pleased with his own ingenuity in thinking of it. He thought he
+would take a noble load, and so he filled it almost full, but it took a
+long time to do it, for the wheelbarrow was so large that he got tired,
+and stopped several times to rest.
+
+When, at length, it was full, he took hold of the handles, and lifted away
+upon it. He found it very heavy. He made another desperate effort, and
+succeeded in raising it from the ground a little; but unluckily, as
+wheelbarrows are very apt to do when the load is too heavy for the
+workman, it tipped down to one side, and, though Rollo exerted all his
+strength to save it, it was in vain.
+
+[Illustration: Too Heavy.]
+
+Over went the wheelbarrow, and about half of the chips were poured out
+upon the ground again.
+
+“O dear me!” said Rollo; “I wish this wheelbarrow was not so heavy.”
+
+He sat down on the side of the wheelbarrow for a time in despair. He had a
+great mind to give up work for that day. He thought he had done enough; he
+was tired. But, then, when he reflected that he had only got in three
+small baskets of chips, and that his father would see that it was really
+true, as he had supposed, that Rollo could not work, he felt a little
+ashamed to stop.
+
+So he tipped the wheelbarrow back, which he could easily do now that the
+load was half out, and thought he would wheel those along, and take the
+rest next time.
+
+By great exertions he contrived to stagger along a little way with this
+load, until presently the wheel settled into a little low place in the
+path, and he could not move it any farther. This worried and troubled him
+again. He tried to draw the wheelbarrow back, as he had often seen Jonas
+do in similar cases, but in vain. It would not move back or forwards. Then
+he went round to the wheel, and pulled upon that; but it would not do. The
+wheel held its place immovably.
+
+Rollo sat down on the grass a minute or two, wishing that he had not
+touched the wheelbarrow. It was unwise for him to have left his basket,
+his regular and proper mode of carrying the chips, to try experiments with
+the wheelbarrow, which he was not at all accustomed to. And now the proper
+course for him to have taken, would have been to leave the wheelbarrow
+where it was, go and get the basket, take out the chips from the
+wheelbarrow, and carry them, a basket full at a time, to the bin, then
+take the wheelbarrow to its place, and go on with his work in the way he
+began.
+
+But Rollo, like all other boys who have not learned to work, was more
+inclined to get somebody to help him do what was beyond his own strength,
+than to go quietly on alone in doing what he himself was able to do. So he
+left the wheelbarrow, and went into the house to try to find somebody to
+help him.
+
+He came first into the kitchen, where Mary was at work getting dinner, and
+he asked her to come out and help him get his wheelbarrow out of a hole.
+Mary said she could not come then, but, if he would wait a few minutes,
+she would. Rollo could not wait, but went off in pursuit of his mother.
+
+“Mother,” said he, as he opened the door into her chamber, “could not you
+come out and help me get my wheelbarrow along?”
+
+“What wheelbarrow?” said his mother.
+
+“Why, the great wheelbarrow. I am wheeling chips in it, and I cannot get
+it along.”
+
+“I thought you were picking up chips in the basket I got for you.”
+
+“Yes, mother, I did a little while; but I thought I could get them along
+faster with the wheelbarrow.”
+
+“And, instead of that, it seems you cannot get them along at all.”
+
+“Why, mother, it is only one little place. It is in a little hole. If I
+could only get it out of that little hole, it would go very well.”
+
+“But it seems to me you are not a very profitable workman, Rollo, after
+all. You wanted me very much to go and get you a small basket, because the
+common basket was too large and heavy; so I left my work, and went and got
+it for you. But you soon lay it aside, and go, of your own accord, and get
+something heavier than the common chip-basket, a great deal. And now I
+must leave my work and go down and wheel it along for you.”
+
+“Only this once, mother. If you can get it out of this hole for me, I will
+be careful not to let it get in again.”
+
+“Well,” said his mother at length, “I will go. Though the common way with
+wagoners, when they get their loads into difficulty, is to throw a part
+off until they lighten it sufficiently, and then go on. I will go this
+time; but if you get into difficulty again, you must get out yourself.”
+
+So Rollo and his mother went down together, and she took hold of the
+wheelbarrow, and soon got it out. She advised Rollo not to use the
+wheelbarrow, but to return to his basket, but yet wished him to do just as
+he thought best himself.
+
+When she had returned to the house, Rollo went on with his load, slowly
+and with great difficulty. He succeeded, however, in working it along
+until he came to the edge of the platform which was before the shed door,
+where he was to carry in his chips. Here, of course, he was at a complete
+stand, as he could not get the wheel up such a high step; so he sat down
+on the edge of the platform, not knowing what to do next.
+
+He could not go to his mother, for she had told him that she could not
+help him again; so, on the whole, he concluded that he would not pick up
+chips any more; he would pile the wood. He recollected that his father had
+told him that he might either pick up chips or pile wood; and the last, he
+thought, would be much easier.
+
+“I shall not have any thing to carry or to wheel at all,” said he to
+himself, “and so I shall not have any of these difficulties.”
+
+So he left his wheelbarrow where it was, at the edge of the platform,
+intending to ask Jonas to get it up for him when he should come home. He
+went into the shed, and began to pile up the wood.
+
+It was some very short, small wood, prepared for a stove in his mother’s
+chamber, and he knew where his father wanted to have it piled--back
+against the side of the shed, near where the wood was lying Jonas had
+thrown it down there in a heap as he had sawed and split it.
+
+
+
+
+Hirrup! Hirrup!
+
+
+He began to lay the wood regularly upon the ground where his pile was to
+be, and for a few minutes went on very prosperously. But presently he
+heard a great trampling in the street, and ran out to see what it was, and
+found that it was a large herd of cattle driving by--oxen and cows, and
+large and small calves. They filled the whole road as they walked slowly
+along, and Rollo climbed up upon the fence, by the side of the gate, to
+look at them. He was much amused to see so large a herd, and he watched
+all their motions. Some stopped to eat by the road side; some tried to run
+off down the lane, but were driven back by boys with long whips, who ran
+after them. Others would stand still in the middle of the road and bellow,
+and here and there two or three would be seen pushing one another with
+their horns, or running up upon a bank by the road side.
+
+Presently Rollo heard a commotion among the cattle at a little distance,
+and, looking that way, saw that Jonas was in among them, with a stick,
+driving the about, and calling out, HIRRUP! HIRRUP! At first he could not
+think what he was doing; but presently he saw that their own cow had got
+in among the others, and Jonas was trying to get her out.
+
+Some of the men who were driving the herd helped him, and they succeeded,
+at length, in getting her away by herself, by the side of the road. The
+rest of the cattle moved slowly on, and when they were fairly by, Jonas
+called out to Rollo to open the gate and then run away.
+
+Rollo did, accordingly, open the gate and run up the yard, and presently
+he saw the cow coming in, with Jonas after her.
+
+“Jonas,” said Rollo, “how came our cow in among all those?”
+
+“She got out of the pasture somehow,” said Jonas, in reply, “and I must go
+and drive her back. How do you get along with your chips?”
+
+“O, not very well. I want you to help me get the wheelbarrow up on the
+platform.”
+
+“The wheelbarrow!” said Jonas. “Are you doing it with the wheelbarrow?”
+
+“No. I am not picking up chips now at all. I am piling wood. I _did_ have
+the wheelbarrow.”
+
+In the mean time, the cow walked along through the yard and out of the
+gate into the field, and Jonas said he must go on immediately after her,
+to drive her back into the pasture, and put up the fence, and so he could
+not stop to help Rollo about the chips; but he would just look in and see
+if he was piling the wood right.
+
+He accordingly just stepped a moment to the shed door, and looked at
+Rollo’s work. “That will do very well,” said he; “only you must put the
+biggest ends of the sticks outwards, or it will all tumble down.”
+
+So saying, he turned away, and walked off fast after the cow.
+
+
+
+
+An Overturn.
+
+
+Rollo stood looking at him for some time, wishing that he was going too.
+But he knew that he must not go without his mother’s leave, and that, if
+he should go in to ask her, Jonas would have gone so far that he should
+not be able to overtake him. So he went back to his wood-pile.
+
+He piled a little more, and as he piled he wondered what Jonas meant by
+telling him to put the largest ends outwards. He took up a stick which had
+a knot on one end, which made that end much the largest, and laid it on
+both ways, first with the knot back against the side of the shed, and then
+with the knot in front, towards himself. He did not see but that the stick
+lay as steadily in one position as in the other.
+
+“Jonas was mistaken,” said he. “It is a great deal better to put the big
+ends back. Then they are out of sight; all the old knots are hid, and the
+pile looks handsomer in front.”
+
+So he went on, putting the sticks upon the pile with the biggest ends back
+against the shed. By this means the back side of the pile began soon to be
+the highest, and the wood slanted forward, so that, when it was up nearly
+as high as his head, it leaned forward so as to be quite unsteady. Rollo
+could not imagine what made his pile act so. He thought he would put on
+one stick more, and then leave it. But, as he was putting on this stick,
+he found that the whole pile was very unsteady. He put his hand upon it,
+and shook it a little, to see if it was going to fall, when he found it
+was coming down right upon him, and had just time to spring back before it
+fell.
+
+He did not get clear, however; for, as he stepped suddenly back, he
+tumbled over the wood which was lying on the ground, and fell over
+backwards; and a large part of the pile came down upon him.
+
+He screamed out with fright and pain, for he bruised himself a little in
+falling; though the wood which fell upon him was so small and light that
+it did not do much serious injury.
+
+Rollo stopped crying pretty soon, and went into the house; and that
+evening, when his father came home, he went to him, and said,
+
+“Father, you were right, after all; I _don’t_ know how to work any better
+than Elky.”
+
+
+
+
+
+THE TWO LITTLE WHEELBARROWS.
+
+
+
+
+Rides.
+
+
+Rollo often used to ride out with his father and mother. When he was quite
+a small boy, he did not know how to manage so as to get frequent rides. He
+used to keep talking, himself, a great deal, and interrupting his father
+and mother, when they wanted to talk; and if he was tired, he would
+complain, and ask them, again and again, when they should get home. Then
+he was often thirsty, and would tease his father and mother for water, in
+places where there was no water to be got, and then fret because he was
+obliged to wait a little while. In consequence of this, his father and
+mother did not take him very often. When they wanted a quiet, still,
+pleasant ride, they had to leave Rollo behind. A great many children act
+just as Rollo did, and thus deprive themselves of a great many very
+pleasant rides.
+
+Rollo observed, however, that his uncle almost always took Lucy with him
+when he went to ride. And one day, when he was playing in the yard where
+Jonas was at work setting out trees, he saw his uncle riding by, with
+another person in the chaise, and Lucy sitting between them on a little
+low seat. Lucy smiled and nodded as she went by; and when she had gone,
+Rollo said,
+
+“There goes Lucy, taking a ride. Uncle almost always takes her, when he
+goes any where. I wonder why father does not take me as often.”
+
+“I know why,” said Jonas.
+
+“What is the reason?” said Rollo.
+
+“Because you are troublesome, and Lucy is not. If I was a boy like you, I
+should manage so as almost always to ride with my father.”
+
+“Why, what should you do?” said Rollo.
+
+“Why, in the first place, I should never find fault with my seat. I should
+sit exactly where they put me, without any complaint. Then I should not
+talk much, and I should _never_ interrupt them when they were talking. If
+I saw any thing on the road that I wanted to ask about, I should wait
+until I had a good opportunity to do it without disturbing their
+conversation; and then, if I wanted any thing to eat or drink, I should
+not ask for it, unless I was in a place where they could easily get it for
+me. Thus I should not be any trouble to them, and so they would let me go
+almost always.”
+
+Rollo was silent. He began to recollect how much trouble he had given his
+parents, when riding with them, without thinking of it at the time. He did
+not say any thing to Jonas about it, but he secretly resolved to try
+Jonas’s experiment the very next time he went to ride.
+
+He did so, and in a very short time his father and mother both perceived
+that there was, some how or other, a great change in his manners. He had
+ceased to be troublesome, and had become quite a pleasant travelling
+companion. And the effect was exactly as Jonas had foretold. His father
+and mother liked very much to have such a still, pleasant little boy
+sitting between them; and at last they began almost to think they could
+not have a pleasant ride themselves, unless Rollo was with them.
+
+They used to put a little cricket in, upon the bottom of the chaise, for
+Rollo to sit upon; but this was not very convenient, and so one day
+Rollo’s father said that, now Rollo had become so pleasant a boy to ride
+with them, he would have a little seat made on purpose for him. “In fact,”
+said he, “I will take the chaise down to the corporal’s to-night, and see
+if he cannot do it for me.”
+
+“And may I go with you?” said Rollo.
+
+“Yes,” said his father, “you may.”
+
+Rollo was always very much pleased when his father let him go to the
+corporal’s.
+
+
+
+
+The Corporal’s.
+
+
+But perhaps the reader will like to know who this corporal was that Rollo
+was so desirous of going to see. He was an old soldier, who had become
+disabled in the wars, so that he could not go out to do very hard work,
+but was very ingenious in making and mending things, and he had a little
+shop down by the mill, where he used to work.
+
+Rollo often went there with Jonas, to carry a chair to be mended, or to
+get a lock or latch put in order; and sometimes to buy a basket, or a
+rake, or some simple thing that the corporal knew how to make. A corporal,
+you must know, is a kind of an officer in a company. This man had been
+such an officer; and so they always called him the corporal. I never knew
+what his other name was.
+
+That evening Rollo and his father set off in the chaise to go to the
+corporal’s. It was not very far. They rode along by some very pleasant
+farm-houses, and came at length to the house where Georgie lived. They
+then went down the hill; but, just before they came to the bridge, they
+turned off among the trees, into a secluded road, which led along the bank
+of the stream. After going on a short distance, they came out into a kind
+of opening among the trees, where a mill came into view, by the side of
+the stream; and opposite to it, across the road, under the trees, was the
+corporal’s little shop.
+
+The trees hung over the shop, and behind it there was a high rocky hill
+almost covered with forest trees. Between the shop and the mill they could
+see the road winding along a little way still farther up the stream, until
+it was lost in the woods.
+
+[Illustration: The Corporal’s]
+
+As soon as Rollo came in sight of the shop, he saw a little wheelbarrow
+standing up by the side of the door. It was just large enough for him, and
+he called out for his father to look at it.
+
+“It is a very pretty little wheelbarrow,” said his father.
+
+“I wish you would buy it for me. How much do you suppose the corporal asks
+for it?”
+
+“We will talk with him about it,” said his father.
+
+So saying, they drove up to the side of the road near the mill, and
+fastened the horse at a post. Then Rollo clambered down out of the chaise,
+and he and his father walked into the shop.
+
+They found the corporal busily at work mending a chair-bottom. Rollo stood
+by, much pleased to see him weave in the flags, while his father explained
+to the corporal that he wanted a small seat made in front, in his chaise.
+
+“I do not know whether you can do it, or not,” said he.
+
+“What sort of a seat do you want?”
+
+“I thought,” said he, “that you might make a little seat, with two legs to
+it in front, and then fasten the back side of it to the front of the
+chaise-box.”
+
+“Yes,” said the corporal, “that will do I think; but I must have a little
+blacksmith work to fasten the seat properly behind, so that you can slip
+it out when you are not using it. Let us go and see.”
+
+So the corporal rose to go out and see the chaise, and as they passed by
+the wheelbarrow at the door, as they went out, Rollo asked him what was
+the price of that little wheelbarrow.
+
+“That is not for sale, my little man. That is engaged. But I can make you
+one, if your father likes. I ask three quarters of a dollar for them.”
+
+Rollo looked at it very wishfully, and the corporal told him that he might
+try it if he chose. “Wheel it about,” said he, “while your father and I
+are looking at the chaise.”
+
+So Rollo trundled the wheelbarrow up and down the road with great
+pleasure. It was light, and it moved easily. He wished he had such a one.
+It would not tip over, he said, like that great heavy one at home; he
+thought he could wheel it even if it was full of stones. He ran down with
+it to the shore of the stream, where there were plenty of stones lying,
+intending to load it up, and try it. But when he got there, he recollected
+that he had not had liberty to put any thing in it; and so he determined
+at once that he would not.
+
+Just then his father called him. So he wheeled the wheelbarrow back to its
+place, and told the corporal that he liked it very much. He wanted his
+father to engage one for him then, but he did not ask him. He thought
+that, as he had already expressed a wish for one, it would be better not
+to say any thing about it again, but to wait and let his father do as he
+pleased.
+
+As they were going home, his father said,
+
+“That was a very pretty wheelbarrow, Rollo, I think myself.”
+
+“Yes, it was beautiful, father. It was so light, and went so easy! I wish
+you would buy me one, father.”
+
+“I would, my son, but I think a wheelbarrow will give you more pleasure at
+some future time, than it will now.”
+
+“When do you mean?”
+
+“When you have learned to work.”
+
+“But I want the wheelbarrow to _play_ with.”
+
+“I know you do; but you would take a great deal more solid and permanent
+satisfaction in such a thing, if you were to use it for doing some useful
+work.”
+
+“When shall I learn to work, father?” said Rollo.
+
+“I have been thinking that it is full time now. You are about six years
+old, and they say that a boy of _seven_ years old is able to earn his
+living.”
+
+“Well, father, I wish you would teach me to work. What should you do
+first?”
+
+“The first lesson would be to teach you to do some common, easy work,
+_steadily_.”
+
+“Why, father, I can do that now, without being taught.”
+
+“I think you are mistaken about that. A boy works steadily when he goes
+directly forward in his work, without stopping to rest, or to contrive new
+ways of doing it, or to see other people, or to talk. Now, do you think
+you could work steadily an hour, without stopping for any of these
+reasons?”
+
+“Why--yes,” said Rollo.
+
+“I will try you to-morrow,” said his father.
+
+
+
+
+The Old Nails.
+
+
+The next morning, after breakfast, Rollo’s father told him he was ready
+for him to go to his work. He took a small basket in his hand, and led
+Rollo out into the barn, and told him to wait there a few minutes, and he
+would bring him something to do.
+
+Rollo sat down on a little bundle of straw, wondering what his work was
+going to be.
+
+Presently his father came back, bringing in his hands a box full of old
+nails, which he got out of an old store-room, in a corner of the barn. He
+brought it along, and set it down on the barn floor.
+
+“Why, father,” said Rollo, “what am I going to do with those old nails?”
+
+“You are going to _sort_ them. Here are a great many kinds, all together.
+I want them all picked over--those that are alike put by themselves. I
+will tell you exactly how to do it.”
+
+Rollo put his hand into the box, and began to pick up some of the nails,
+and look them over, while his father was speaking; but his father told him
+to put them down, and not begin until he had got all his directions.
+
+“You must listen,” said he, “and understand the directions now, for I
+cannot tell you twice.”
+
+He then took a little wisp of straw, and brushed away a clean place upon
+the barn floor, and then poured down the nails upon it.
+
+“O, how many nails!” said Rollo.
+
+His father then took up a handful of them, and showed Rollo that there
+were several different sizes; and he placed them down upon the floor in
+little heaps, each size by itself. Those that were crooked also he laid
+away in a separate pile.
+
+“Now, Rollo,” said he, “I want you to go to work sorting these nails,
+steadily and industriously, until they are all done. There are not more
+than three or four kinds of nails, and you can do them pretty fast if you
+work _steadily_, and do not get to playing with them. If you find any
+pieces of iron, or any thing else that you do not know what to do with,
+lay them aside, and go on with the nails. Do you understand it all?”
+
+Rollo said he did, and so his father left him, and went into the house.
+Rollo sat down upon the clean barn floor, and began his task.
+
+“I don’t think this is any great thing,” said he; “I can do this easily
+enough;” and he took up some of the nails, and began to arrange them as
+his father had directed.
+
+But Rollo did not perceive what the real difficulty in his task was. It
+was, indeed, very easy to see what nails were large, and what were small,
+and what were of middle size, and to put them in their proper heaps. There
+was nothing very hard in that. The difficulty was, that, after having
+sorted a few, it would become tedious and tiresome work, doing it there
+all alone in the barn,--picking out old nails, with nobody to help him,
+and nobody to talk to, and nothing to see, but those little heaps of rusty
+iron on the floor.
+
+This, I say, was the real trouble; and Rollo’s father knew, when he set
+his little boy about it, that he would soon get very tired of it, and, not
+being accustomed to any thing but play, would not persevere.
+
+And so it was. Rollo sorted out a few, and then he began to think that it
+was rather tiresome to be there all alone; and he thought it would be a
+good plan for him to go and ask his father to let him go and get his
+cousin James to come and help him.
+
+He accordingly laid down the nails he had in his hand, and went into the
+house, and found his father writing at a table.
+
+“What is the matter now?” said his father.
+
+“Why, father,” said Rollo, “I thought I should like to have James come and
+help me, if you are willing;--we can get them done so much quicker if
+there are two.”
+
+“But my great object is, not to get the nails sorted very quick, but to
+teach you patient industry. I know it is tiresome for you to be alone, but
+that is the very reason why I wish you to be alone. I want you to learn to
+persevere patiently in doing any thing, even if it is tiresome. What I
+want to teach you is, to _work_, not to _play_.”
+
+Rollo felt disappointed, but he saw that his father was right, and he went
+slowly back to his task. He sorted out two or three handfuls more, but he
+found there was no pleasure in it, and he began to be very sorry his
+father had set him at it.
+
+Having no heart for his work, he did not go on with alacrity, and of
+course made very slow progress. He ought to have gone rapidly forward, and
+not thought any thing about the pleasantness or unpleasantness of it, but
+only been anxious to finish the work, and please his father. Instead of
+that, he only lounged over it--looked at the heap of nails, and sighed to
+think how large it was. He could not sort all those, possibly, he said. He
+knew he could not. It would take him forever.
+
+Still he could not think of any excuse for leaving his work again, until,
+after a little while, he came upon a couple of screws. “And now what shall
+I do with these?” said he.
+
+He took the screws, and laid them side by side, to measure them, so as to
+see which was the largest. Then he rolled them about a little, and after
+playing with them for a little time, during which, of course, his work was
+entirely neglected, he concluded he would go and ask his father what he
+was to do with screws.
+
+He accordingly walked slowly along to the house, stopping to look at the
+grasshoppers and butterflies by the way. After wasting some time in this
+manner, he appeared again at his father’s table, and wanted to know what
+he should do with the _screws_ that he found among the nails.
+
+“You ought not to have left your work to come and ask that question,” said
+his father. “I am afraid you are not doing very well. I gave you all the
+necessary instructions. Go back to your work.”
+
+“But, father,” said Rollo, “as he went out, I do not know what I am to do
+with the screws. You did not say any thing about screws.”
+
+“Then why do you leave your work to ask me any thing about them?”
+
+“Why,--because,--” said Rollo, hesitating. He did not know what to say.
+
+“Your work is to sort out the _nails_, and I expect, by your coming to me
+for such frivolous reasons, that you are not going on with it very well.”
+
+Rollo went slowly out of the room, and sauntered along back to his work.
+He put the screws aside, and went on with the nails, but he did very
+little. When the heart is not in the work, it always goes on very slowly.
+
+Thus an hour or two of the forenoon passed away, and Rollo made very
+little progress. At last his father came out to see what he had done; and
+it was very plain that he had been idling away his time, and had
+accomplished very little indeed.
+
+His father then said that he might leave his work and come in. Rollo
+walked along by the side of his father, and he said to him--
+
+“I see, Rollo, that I shall not succeed in teaching you to work
+industriously, without something more than kind words.”
+
+Rollo knew not what to say, and so he was silent. He felt guilty and
+ashamed.
+
+“I gave you work to do which was very easy and plain, but you have been
+leaving it repeatedly for frivolous reasons; and even while you were over
+your work, you have not been industrious. Thus you have wasted your
+morning entirely; you have neither done work nor enjoyed play.
+
+“I was afraid it would be so,” he continued. “Very few boys can be taught
+to work industriously, without being compelled; though I hoped that my
+little Rollo could have been. But as it is, as I find that persuasion will
+not do, I must do something more decided. I should do very wrong to let
+you grow up an idle boy; and it is time for you to begin to learn to do
+something besides play.”
+
+He said this in a kind, but very serious tone, and it was plain he was
+much displeased. He told Rollo, a minute or two after, that he might go,
+then, where he pleased, and that he would consider what he should do, and
+tell him some other time.
+
+
+
+
+A Conversation.
+
+
+That evening, when Rollo was just going to bed, his father took him up in
+his lap, and told him he had concluded what to do.
+
+“You see it is very necessary,” said he, “that you should have the power
+of confining yourself steadily and patiently to a single employment, even
+if it does not amuse you. _I_ have to do that, and all people have to do
+it, and you must learn to do it, or you will grow up indolent and useless.
+You cannot do it now, it is very plain. If I set you to doing any thing,
+you go on as long as the novelty and the amusement last, and then your
+patience is gone, and you contrive every possible excuse for getting away
+from your task. Now, I am going to give you one hour’s work to do, every
+forenoon and afternoon. I shall give you such things to do, as are
+perfectly plain and easy, so that you will have no excuse for neglecting
+your work or leaving it. But yet I shall choose such things as will afford
+you no amusement; for I want you to learn to _work_, not play.”
+
+“But, father,” said Rollo, “you told me there was pleasure in work, the
+other day. But how can there be any pleasure in it, if you choose such
+things as have no amusement in them, at all?”
+
+“The pleasure of working,” said his father, “is not the fun of doing
+amusing things, but the satisfaction and solid happiness of being faithful
+in duty, and accomplishing some useful purpose. For example, if I were to
+lose my pocket-book on the road, and should tell you to walk back a mile,
+and look carefully all the way until you found it, and if you did it
+faithfully and carefully, you would find a kind of satisfaction in doing
+it; and when you found the pocket-book, and brought it back to me, you
+would enjoy a high degree of happiness. Should not you?”
+
+“Why, yes, sir, I should,” said Rollo.
+
+“And yet there would be no _amusement_ in it. You might, perhaps, the next
+day, go over the same road, catching butterflies: that would be amusement.
+Now, the pleasure you would enjoy in looking for the pocket-book, would be
+the solid satisfaction of useful work. The pleasure of catching
+butterflies would be the amusement of play. Now, the difficulty is, with
+you, that you have scarcely any idea, yet, of the first. You are all the
+time looking for the other, that is, the amusement. You begin to work when
+I give you any thing to do, but if you do not find _amusement_ in it, you
+soon give it up. But if you would only persevere, you would find, at
+length, a solid satisfaction, that would be worth a great deal more.”
+
+Rollo sat still, and listened, but his father saw, from his looks, that he
+was not much interested in what he was saying; and he perceived that it
+was not at all probable that so small a boy could be _reasoned_ into
+liking work. In fact, it was rather hard for Rollo to understand all that
+his father said,--and still harder for him to feel the force of it. He
+began to grow sleepy, and so his father let him go to bed.
+
+
+
+
+Rollo Learns to Work at Last.
+
+
+The next day his father gave him his work. He was to begin at ten o’clock,
+and work till eleven, gathering beans in the garden. His father went out
+with him, and waited to see how long it took him to gather half a pint,
+and then calculated how many he could gather in an hour, if he was
+industrious. Rollo knew that if he failed now, he should be punished in
+some way, although his father did not say any thing about punishment. When
+he was set at work the day before, about the nails, he was making an
+experiment, as it were, and he did not expect to be actually punished if
+he failed; but now he knew that he was under orders, and must obey.
+
+So he worked very diligently, and when his father came out at the end of
+the hour, he found that Rollo had got rather more beans than he had
+expected. Rollo was much gratified to see his father pleased; and he
+carried in his large basket full of beans to show his mother, with great
+pleasure. Then he went to play, and enjoyed himself very highly.
+
+The next morning, his father said to him,
+
+“Well, Rollo, you did very well yesterday; but doing right once is a very
+different thing from forming a habit of doing right. I can hardly expect
+you will succeed as well to-day; or, if you should to-day, that you will
+to-morrow.”
+
+Rollo thought he should. His work was to pick up all the loose stones in
+the road, and carry them, in a basket, to a great heap of stones behind
+the barn. But he was not quite faithful. His father observed him playing
+several times. He did not speak to him, however, until the hour was over,
+and then he called him in.
+
+“Rollo,” said he, “you have failed to-day. You have not been very idle,
+but have not been industrious; and the punishment which I have concluded
+to try first, is, to give you only bread and water for dinner.”
+
+So, when dinner time came, and the family sat down to the good beefsteak
+and apple-pie which was upon the table, Rollo knew that he was not to
+come. He felt very unhappy, but he did not cry. His father called him, and
+cut off a good slice of bread, and put into his hands, and told him he
+might go and eat it on the steps of the back door. “If you should be
+thirsty,” he added, “you may ask Mary to give you some water.”
+
+Rollo took the bread, and went out, and took his solitary seat on the
+stone step leading into the back yard, and, in spite of all his efforts to
+prevent it, the tears would come into his eyes. He thought of his guilt in
+disobeying his father, and he felt unhappy to think that his father and
+mother were seated together at their pleasant table, and that he could not
+come because he had been an undutiful son. He determined that he would
+never be unfaithful in his work again.
+
+He went on, after this, several days, very well. His father gave him
+various kinds of work to do, and he began at last to find a considerable
+degree of satisfaction in doing it. He found, particularly, that he
+enjoyed himself a great deal more after his work than before, and whenever
+he saw what he had done, it gave him pleasure. After he had picked up the
+loose stones before the house, for instance, he drove his hoop about
+there, with unusual satisfaction; enjoying the neat and tidy appearance of
+the road much more than he would have done if Jonas had cleared it. In
+fact, in the course of a month, Rollo became quite a faithful and
+efficient little workman.
+
+
+
+
+The Corporal’s Again.
+
+
+“Now,” said his father to him one day, after he had been doing a fine job
+of wood-piling,--“now we will go and talk with the corporal about a
+wheelbarrow. Or do you think you could find the way yourself?”
+
+Rollo said he thought he could.
+
+“Very well, you may go; I believe I shall let you have a wheelbarrow now,
+and you can ask him how soon he can have it done.”
+
+Rollo clapped his hands, and capered about, and asked his father how long
+he thought it would be before he could have it.
+
+“O, you will learn,” said he, “when you come to talk with the corporal.”
+
+“Do you think it will be a week?”
+
+“I think it probable that he could make one in less than a week,” said his
+father, smiling.
+
+“Well, how soon?” said Rollo.
+
+“O, I cannot tell you: wait till you get to his shop, and then you will
+see.”
+
+Rollo saw that, for some reason or other, his father was not inclined to
+talk about the time when he should have his wheelbarrow, but he could not
+think why; however, he determined to get the corporal to make it as quick
+as he could, at any rate.
+
+It was about the middle of the afternoon that Rollo set off to go for his
+wheelbarrow. His mother told him he might go and get his cousin James to
+go with him if he chose. So he walked along towards the bridge, and,
+instead of turning at once off there to go towards the mill, he went on
+over the bridge towards the house where James lived. James came with him,
+and they walked back very pleasantly together.
+
+When they got back across the bridge again, they turned off towards the
+mill, talking about the wheelbarrow. Rollo told James about his learning
+to work, and about his having seen the wheelbarrow at the corporal’s, and
+how he trundled it about, and liked it very much.
+
+“I should like to see it very much,” said James. “I suppose I can, when we
+get to the corporal’s shop.”
+
+“No,” said Rollo, “he said that that wheelbarrow was engaged; and I
+suppose it has been taken away before this time.”
+
+Just then the corner of the corporal’s shop began to corner into view, and
+presently the door came in sight, and James called out,
+
+“Yes, yes, there it is. I see it standing up by the side of the door.”
+
+“No,” said Rollo, “that is not it. That is a green one.”
+
+“What color was the wheelbarrow that you saw?” asked James.
+
+“It was not any color; it was not painted,” said Rollo. “I wonder whose
+that wheelbarrow can be?”
+
+The boys walked along, and presently came to the door of the shop. They
+opened the door, and went in. There was nobody there.
+
+Various articles were around the room. There was a bench at one side, near
+a window; and there were a great many tools upon it, and upon shelves over
+it. On another side of the shop was a lathe, a curious sort of a machine,
+that the corporal used a great deal, in some of his nicest work. Then
+there were a good many things there, which were sent in to be mended, such
+as chairs, a spinning-wheel, boys’ sleds, and one or two large
+wheelbarrows.
+
+The boys walked around the room a few minutes, looking at the various
+things; and at last Rollo spied another little wheelbarrow, on a shelf. It
+was very much like the one at the door, only it was painted green.
+
+Rollo said that that one looked exactly like the one he trundled when he
+was there before, only it was green.
+
+“Perhaps he has painted it since,” said James; “let us go to the door, and
+look at the other one, and see which is the biggest.”
+
+So they went to the door, and found that the blue one was a little the
+biggest.
+
+Just then they saw the corporal coming across the road, with a hatchet in
+his hand. He had been to grind it at the mill, where there was a
+grindstone, that went round by water.
+
+“Ah, boys,” said he, “how do you do? Have you come for your wheelbarrow,
+Rollo.”
+
+“Yes, sir,” said Rollo; “how soon can you get it done?”
+
+“Done? it is done now,” said he; “there it is.” And he took the blue
+wheelbarrow, which was at the door, and set it down in the path.
+
+“That is not mine,” said Rollo, “is it?”
+
+“Yes,” said the corporal; “your father spoke for it a week ago.”
+
+Rollo took hold of his wheelbarrow, and began to wheel it along. He liked
+it very much.
+
+[Illustration: Rollo Took Hold of His Wheelbarrow.]
+
+James said he wished he could have one too, and while Rollo was talking
+with the corporal, he could not help looking at the green one on the
+shelf, which he thought was just about as big as he should like.
+
+The corporal asked him if he wanted to see that one, and he took it down
+for him. James took hold of the handles, and tried it a little, back and
+forth on the floor, and then he said it was just about big enough for him.
+
+“Who is this for?” said he to the corporal.
+
+“I do not know,” said the corporal; “a gentleman bespoke it some time ago.
+I do not know what his name is.”
+
+Just then he seemed to see somebody out of the window.
+
+“Ah! here he comes now!” he exclaimed suddenly.
+
+Just then the door opened, and whom should the boys see coming in, but
+their uncle George!
+
+“Why, James,” said he, “have you got hold of your wheelbarrow already?”
+
+“_My_ wheelbarrow!” said James. “Is this mine?”
+
+“Yes,” said his uncle, “I got it made to give to you. But when I found
+that Rollo was having one made, I waited for his to be done, so that you
+might have them both together. So trundle them home.”
+
+So the boys set off on the run down the road, in fine style, with their
+wheelbarrows trundling beautifully before them.
+
+
+
+
+
+CAUSEY-BUILDING.
+
+
+
+
+Sand-Men.
+
+
+Next to little wooden blocks, I think that good, clean sand is an
+excellent thing for children to play with. When it is a little damp, it
+will remain in any shape you put it in, and you can build houses and
+cities, and make roads and canals in it. At any rate, Rollo and his cousin
+James used to be very fond of going down to a certain place in the brook,
+where there was plenty of sand, and playing in it. It was of a gray color,
+and somewhat mixed with pebble-stones; but then they used to like the
+pebble-stones very much to make walls with, and to stone up the little
+wells which they made in the sand.
+
+One Wednesday afternoon, they were there playing very pleasantly with the
+sand. They had been building a famous city, and, after amusing themselves
+with it some time, they had knocked down the houses, and trampled the sand
+all about again. James then said he meant to go to the barn and get his
+horse-cart, and haul a load of sand to market.
+
+Now there was a place around behind a large rock near there, which the
+boys called their barn; and Rollo and James went to it, and pulled out
+their two little wheelbarrows, which they called their horse-carts. They
+wheeled them down to the edge of the water, and began to take up the sand
+by double handfuls, and put it in.
+
+When they had got their carts loaded, they began to wheel them around to
+the trees, and stones, and bushes, saying,
+
+“Who’ll buy my sand?”
+
+“Who’ll buy my white sand?”
+
+“Who’ll buy my gray sand?”
+
+“Who’ll buy my black sand?”
+
+But they did not seem to find any purchaser; and at last Rollo said,
+suddenly,
+
+“O, I know who will buy our sand.”
+
+“Who?” said James.
+
+“Mother.”
+
+“So she will,” said James. “We will wheel it up to the house.”
+
+So they set off, and began wheeling their loads of sand up the pathway
+among the trees. They went on a little way, and presently stopped, and sat
+down on a bank to rest. Here they found a number of flowers, which they
+gathered and stuck up in the sand, so that their loads soon made a very
+gay appearance.
+
+Just as they were going to set out again, Rollo said,
+
+“But, James, how are we going to get through the quagmire?”
+
+“O,” said James, “we can step along on the bank by the side of the path.”
+
+“No,” said Rollo; “for we cannot get our wheelbarrows along there.”
+
+“Why, yes,--we got them along there when we came down.”
+
+“But they were empty and light then; now they are loaded and heavy.”
+
+“So they are; but I think we can get along; it is not very muddy there
+now.”
+
+The place which the boys called the quagmire, was a low place in the
+pathway, where it was almost always muddy. This pathway was made by the
+cows, going up and down to drink; and it was a good, dry, and hard path in
+all places but one. This, in the spring of the year, was very wet and
+miry; and, during the whole summer, it was seldom perfectly dry. The boys
+called it the quagmire, and they used to get by on one side, in among the
+bushes.
+
+They found that it was not very muddy at this time, and they contrived to
+get through with their loads of sand, and soon got to the house. They
+trundled their wheelbarrows up to the door leading out to the garden; and
+Rollo knocked at the door.
+
+Now Rollo’s mother happened, at this time, to be sitting at the
+back-parlor window, and she heard their voices as they came along the
+yard. So, supposing the knocking was some of their play, she just looked
+out of the window, and called out,
+
+“Who’s there?”
+
+“Some sand-men,” Rollo answered, “who have got some sand to sell.”
+
+His mother looked out of the window, and had quite a talk with them about
+their sand; she asked them where it came from, what color it was, and
+whether it was free from pebble-stones. The boys had to admit that there
+were a good many pebble-stones in it, and that pebble-stones were not very
+good to scour floors with.
+
+
+
+
+The Gray Garden.
+
+
+At last, Rollo’s mother recommended that they should carry the sand out to
+a corner of the yard, where the chips used to be, and spread it out there,
+and stick their flowers up in it for a garden.
+
+The boys liked this plan very much. “We can make walks and beds,
+beautifully, in the sand,” said Rollo. “But, mother, do you think the
+flowers will grow?”
+
+“No,” said his mother, “flowers will not grow in sand; but, as it is
+rather a shady place, and you can water them occasionally, they will keep
+green and bright a good many days, and then, you know, you can get some
+more.”
+
+So the boys wheeled the sand out to the corner of the yard, took the
+flowers out carefully, and then tipped the sand down and spread it out.
+They tried to make walks and beds, but they found they had not got as much
+sand as they wanted. So they concluded to go back and get some more.
+
+In fact, they found that, by getting a great many wheelbarrow loads of
+sand, they could cover over the whole corner, and make a noble large place
+for a sand-garden. And then, besides, as James said, when they were tired
+of it for a garden, they could build cities there, instead of having to go
+away down to the brook.
+
+So they went on wheeling their loads of sand, for an hour or two. James
+had not learned to work as well as Rollo had, and he was constantly
+wanting to stop, and run into the woods, or play in the water; but Rollo
+told him it would be better to get all the sand up, first. They at last
+got quite a great heap, and then went and got a rake and hoe to level it
+down smooth.
+
+Thus the afternoon passed away; and at last Mary told the boys that they
+must come and get ready for tea, for she was going to carry it in soon.
+
+
+
+
+A Contract.
+
+
+So Rollo and James brushed the loose sand from their clothes, and washed
+their faces and hands, and went in. As tea was not quite ready, they sat
+down on the front-door steps before Rollo’s father, who was then sitting
+in his arm-chair in the entry, reading.
+
+He shut up the book, and began to talk with the boys.
+
+“Well, boys,” said he, “what have you been doing all this afternoon?”
+
+“O,” said Rollo, “we have been hard at work.”
+
+“And what have you been doing?”
+
+Rollo explained to his father that they had been making a sand-garden out
+in a corner of the yard, and they both asked him to go with them and see
+it.
+
+They all three accordingly went out behind the house, the children running
+on before.
+
+“But, boys,” said Rollo’s father, as they went on, “how came your feet so
+muddy?”
+
+“O,” said James, “they got muddy in the quagmire.”
+
+The boys explained how they could not go around the quagmire with their
+loaded wheelbarrows, and so had to pick their way through it the best way
+they could; and thus they got their shoes muddy a little; but they said
+they were as careful as they could be.
+
+When they came to the sand-garden, Rollo’s father smiled to see the beds
+and walks, and the rows of flowers stuck up in the sand. It made quite a
+gay appearance. After looking at it some time, they went slowly back
+again, and as they were walking across the yard,
+
+“Father,” said Rollo, “do you not think that is a pretty good garden?”
+
+“Why, yes,” said his father, “pretty good.”
+
+“Don’t you think we have worked pretty well?”
+
+“Why, I think I should call that play, not work.”
+
+“Not work!” said Rollo. “Is it not work to wheel up such heavy loads of
+sand? You don’t know how heavy they were.”
+
+“I dare say it was hard; but boys _play_ hard, sometimes, as well as work
+hard.”
+
+“But I should think ours, this afternoon, was work,” said Rollo.
+
+“Work,” replied his father, “is when you are engaged in doing any thing in
+order to produce some useful result. When you are doing any thing only for
+the amusement of it, without any useful result, it is play. Still, in one
+sense, your wheeling the sand was work. But it was not very useful work;
+you will admit that.”
+
+“Yes, sir,” said Rollo.
+
+“Well, boys, how should you like to do some useful work for me, with your
+wheelbarrows? I will hire you.”
+
+“O, we should like that very much,” said James. “How much should you pay
+us?”
+
+“That would depend upon how much work you do. I should pay you what the
+work was fairly worth; as much as I should have to pay a man, if I were to
+hire a man to do it.”
+
+“What should you give us to do?” said Rollo.
+
+“I don’t know. I should think of some job. How should you like to fill up
+the quagmire?”
+
+“Fill up the quagmire!” said Rollo. “How could we do that?”
+
+“You might fill it up with stones. There are a great many small stones
+lying around there, which you might pick up and put into your
+wheelbarrows, and wheel them along, and tip them over into the quagmire;
+and when you have filled the path all up with stones, cover them over with
+gravel, and it will make a good causey.”
+
+“Causey?” said Rollo.
+
+“Yes, causey,” said his father; “such a hard, dry road, built along a
+muddy place, is called a causey.”
+
+They had got to the tea-table by this time; and while at tea, Rollo’s
+father explained the plan to them more fully. He said he would pay them a
+cent for every two loads of stones or gravel which they should wheel in to
+make the causey.
+
+They were going to ask some more questions about it, but he told them he
+could not talk any more about it then, but that they might go and ask
+Jonas how they should do it, after tea.
+
+
+
+
+Instructions.
+
+
+They went out into the kitchen, after tea, to find Jonas; but he was not
+there. They then went out into the yard; and presently James saw him over
+beyond the fence, walking along the lane. Rollo called out,
+
+“Jonas! Jonas! where are you going?”
+
+“I am going after the cows.”
+
+“We want you!” said Rollo, calling out loud.
+
+“What for?” said Jonas.
+
+“We want to talk with you about something.”
+
+Just then, Rollo’s mother, hearing this hallooing, looked out of the
+window, and told the boys they must not make so much noise.
+
+“Why, we want Jonas,” said Rollo; “and he has gone to get the cows.”
+
+“Well, you may go with him,” said she, “if you wish; and you can talk on
+the way.”
+
+So the boys took their hats and ran, and soon came to where Jonas was: for
+he had been standing still, waiting for them.
+
+They walked along together, and the boys told Jonas what their father had
+said. Jonas said he should be very glad to have the quagmire filled up,
+but he was afraid it would not do any good for him to give them any
+directions.
+
+“Why?” said James.
+
+“Because,” said Jonas, “little boys will never follow any directions. They
+always want to do the work their own way.”
+
+“O, but we _will_ obey the directions,” said Rollo.
+
+“Do you remember about the wood-pile?” said Jonas.
+
+Rollo hung his head, and looked a little ashamed.
+
+“What was it about the wood-pile?” said James.
+
+“Why, I told Rollo,” said Jonas, “that he ought to pile wood with the big
+ends in front, but he did not mind it; he thought it was better to have
+the big ends back, out of sight; and that made the pile lean forward; and
+presently it all fell over upon him.”
+
+“Did it?” said James. “Did it hurt you much, Rollo?”
+
+“No, not much. But we will follow the directions now, Jonas, if you will
+tell us what to do.”
+
+“Very well,” said Jonas, “I will try you.
+
+“In the first place, you must get a few old pieces of board, and lay them
+along the quagmire to step upon, so as not to get your feet muddy. Then
+you must go and get a load of stones, in each wheelbarrow, and wheel them
+along. You must not tip them down at the beginning of the muddy place, for
+then they will be in your way when you come with the next load.
+
+“You must go on with them, one of you right behind the other, both
+stepping carefully on the boards, till you get to the farther end, and
+there tip them over both together. Then you must turn round yourselves,
+but not turn your wheelbarrows round. You must face the other way, and
+_draw_ your wheelbarrows out.”
+
+“Why?” said James.
+
+“Because,” said Jonas, “it would be difficult to turn your wheelbarrows
+round there among the mud and stones, but you can draw them out very
+easily.
+
+“Then, besides, you must not attempt to go by one another. You must both
+stop at the same time, but as near one another as you can, and go out just
+as you came in; that is, if Rollo came in first, and James after him,
+James must come up as near to Rollo as he can, and then, when the loads
+are tipped over, and you both turn round, James will be before Rollo, and
+will draw his wheelbarrow out first. Do you understand?”
+
+“Yes,” said James.
+
+“Must we always go in together?” asked Rollo.
+
+“Yes, that is better.”
+
+“Why?”
+
+“Because, if you go in at different times, you will be in one another’s
+way. One will be going out when the other is coming in, and so you will
+interfere with one another. Then, besides, if you fill the wheelbarrows
+together, and wheel together, you will always be in company,--which is
+pleasanter.”
+
+“Well, we will,” said Rollo.
+
+“After you have wheeled one load apiece in, you must go and get another,
+and wheel that in as far as you can. Tip them over on the top of the
+others, if you can, or as near as you can. Each time you will not go in
+quite so far as before, so that at last you will have covered the quagmire
+all over with stones once.”
+
+“And then must we put on the gravel?”
+
+“O no. That will not be stones enough. They would sink down into the mud,
+and the water would come up over them. So you must wheel on more.”
+
+“But how can we?” said James. “We cannot wheel on the top of all those
+stones.”
+
+“No,” said Jonas; “so you must go up to the house and get a pretty long,
+narrow board, as long as you and Rollo can carry, and bring it down and
+lay it along on the top of the stones. Perhaps you will have to move the
+stones a little, so as to make it steady; and then you can wheel on that.
+If one board is not long enough, you must go and get two. And you must put
+them down on one side of the path, so that the stones will go into the
+middle of the path and upon the other side, so as not to cover up the
+board.
+
+“Then, when you have put loads of stones all along in this way, you must
+shift your boards over to the other side of the path, and then wheel on
+them again; and that will fill up the side where the boards lay at first.
+And so, after a while, you will get the whole pathway filled up with
+stones, as high as you please. I should think you had better fill it up
+nearly level with the bank on each side.”
+
+By this time the boys came to the bars that led into the pasture, and they
+went in and began to look about for the cows. Jonas did not see them any
+where near, and so he told the boys that they might stay there and pick
+some blackberries, while he went on and found them. He said he thought
+that they must be out by the boiling spring.
+
+This boiling spring, as they called it, was a beautiful spring, from which
+fine cool water was always boiling up out of the sand. It was in a narrow
+glen, shaded by trees, and the water running down into a little sort of
+meadow, kept the grass green there, even in very dry times; so that the
+cows were very fond of this spot.
+
+James and Rollo remained, according to Jonas’s proposal, near the bars,
+while he went along the path towards the spring. Rollo and James had a
+fine time gathering blackberries, until, at last, they saw the cows
+coming, lowing along the path. Presently they saw Jonas’s head among the
+bushes.
+
+[Illustration: The Cows.]
+
+When he came up to the boys, he told them it was lucky that they did not
+go with him.
+
+“Why?” said Rollo.
+
+“I came upon an enormous hornet’s nest, and you would very probably have
+got stung.”
+
+“Where was it?” said James.
+
+“O, it was right over the path, just before you get to the spring.”
+
+The boys said they were very sorry to hear that, for now they could not go
+to the spring any more; but Jonas said he meant to destroy the nest.
+
+“How shall you destroy it?” said Rollo.
+
+“I shall burn it up.”
+
+“But how can you?” said Rollo.
+
+Jonas then explained to them how he was going to burn the hornet’s nest.
+He said he should take a long pole with two prongs at one end like a
+pitchfork, and with that fork up a bunch of hay. Then he should set the
+top of the hay on fire, and stand it up directly under the nest.
+
+The boys continued talking about the hornet’s nest all the way home, and
+forgot to say any thing more about the causey until just as they were
+going into the yard. Then they told Jonas that he had not told them how to
+put on the gravel, on the top.
+
+He said he could not tell them then, and, besides, they would have as much
+as they could do to put in stones for one day.
+
+Besides, James said it was sundown, and time for him to go home; but he
+promised to come the next morning, if his mother would let him, as soon as
+he had finished his lessons.
+
+
+
+
+Keeping Tally.
+
+
+Rollo and James began their work the next day about the middle of the
+forenoon, determined to obey Jonas’s directions exactly, and to work
+industriously for an hour. They put a number of small pieces of board upon
+their wheelbarrows, to put along the pathway at first, and just as they
+had got them placed, Jonas came down just to see whether they were
+beginning right.
+
+He saw them wheel in one or two loads of stones, and told them he thought
+they were doing very well.
+
+“We have earned one cent already,” said Rollo.
+
+“How,” said Jonas; “is your father going to pay you for your work?”
+
+“Yes,” said Rollo, “a cent for every two loads we put in.”
+
+“Then you must keep tally,” said Jonas.
+
+“_Tally_,” said Rollo, “what is tally?”
+
+“Tally is the reckoning. How are you going to remember how many loads you
+wheel in?”
+
+“O, we can remember easily enough,” said Rollo: “we will count them as we
+go along.”
+
+“That will never do,” said Jonas. “You must mark them down with a piece of
+chalk on your wheelbarrow.”
+
+So saying, Jonas fumbled in his pockets, and drew out a small, well-worn
+piece of chalk, and then tipped up Rollo’s wheelbarrow, saying,
+
+“How many loads do you say you have carried already?”
+
+“Two,” said Rollo.
+
+“Two,” repeated Jonas; and he made two white marks with his chalk on the
+side of the wheelbarrow.
+
+“There!” said he.
+
+“Mark mine,” said James; “I have wheeled two loads.”
+
+Jonas marked them, and then laid the chalk down upon a flat stone by the
+side of the path, and told the boys that they must stop after every load,
+and make a mark, and that would keep the reckoning exact.
+
+Jonas then left them, and the boys went on with their work. They wheeled
+ten loads of stones apiece, and by that time had the bottom of the path
+all covered, so that they could not wheel any more, without the long
+boards. They went up and got the boards, and laid them down as Jonas had
+described, and then went on with their wheeling.
+
+At first, James kept constantly stopping, either to play, or to hear Rollo
+talk; for they kept the wheelbarrows together all the time, as Jonas had
+recommended. At such times, Rollo would remind him of his work, for he had
+himself learned to work steadily. They were getting on very finely, when,
+at length, they heard a bell ringing at the house.
+
+This bell was to call them home; for as Rollo and Jonas were often away at
+a little distance from the house, too far to be called very easily, there
+was a bell to ring to call them home; and Mary, the girl, had two ways of
+ringing it--one way for Jonas, and another for Rollo.
+
+The bell was rung now for Rollo; and so he and James walked along towards
+home. When they had got about half way, they saw Rollo’s father standing
+at the door, with a basket in his hand; and he called out to them to bring
+their wheelbarrows.
+
+So the boys went back for their wheelbarrows.
+
+When they came up a second time with their wheelbarrows before them, he
+asked how they had got along with their work.
+
+“O, famously,” said Rollo. “There is the tally,” said he, turning up the
+side of the wheelbarrow towards his father, so that he could see all the
+marks.
+
+“Why, have you wheeled as many loads as that?” said his father.
+
+“Yes, sir,” said Rollo, “and James just as many too.”
+
+“And were they all good loads?”
+
+“Yes, all good, full loads.”
+
+“Well, you have done very well. Count them, and see how many there are.”
+
+The boys counted them, and found there were fifteen.
+
+“That is enough to come to seven cents, and one load over,” said Rollo’s
+father; and he took out his purse, and gave the boys seven cents each,
+that is, a six-cent piece in silver, and one cent besides. He told them
+they might keep the money until they had finished their work, and then he
+would tell them about purchasing something with it.
+
+“Now,” said he, “you can rub out the tally--all but one mark. I have paid
+you for fourteen loads, and you have wheeled in fifteen; so you have one
+mark to go to the new tally. You can go round to the shed, and find a wet
+cloth, and wipe out your marks clean, and then make one again, and leave
+it there for to-morrow.”
+
+“But we are going right back now,” said Rollo.
+
+“No,” said his father; “I don’t want you to do any more to-day.”
+
+“Why not, father? We want to, very much.”
+
+“I cannot tell you why, now; but I choose you should not. And, now, here
+is a luncheon for you in this basket. You may go and eat it where you
+please.”
+
+
+
+
+Rights Defined.
+
+
+So the boys took the basket, and, after they had rubbed out the tally,
+they went and sat down by their sand-garden, and began to eat the bread
+and cheese very happily together.
+
+After they had finished their luncheon, they went and got a watering-pot,
+and began to water their sand-garden, and, while doing it, began to talk
+about what they should buy with their money. They talked of several things
+that they should like, and, at last, Rollo said he meant to buy a bow and
+arrow with his.
+
+“A bow and arrow?” said James. “I do not believe your father will let
+you.”
+
+“Yes, he will let me,” said Rollo. “Besides, it is _our_ money, and we can
+do what we have a mind to with it.”
+
+“I don’t believe that,” said James.
+
+“Why, yes, we can,” said Rollo.
+
+“I don’t believe we can,” said James.
+
+“Well, I mean to go and ask my father,” said Rollo, “this minute.”
+
+So he laid down the watering-pot, and ran in, and James after him. When
+they got into the room where his father was, they came and stood by his
+side a minute, waiting for him to be ready to speak to them.
+
+Presently, his father laid down his pen, and said,
+
+“What, my boys!”
+
+“Is not this money our own?” said Rollo.
+
+“Yes.”
+
+“And can we not buy what we have a mind to with it?”
+
+“That depends upon what you have a mind to buy.”
+
+“But, father, I should think that, if it was our own, we might do _any
+thing_ with it we please.”
+
+“No,” said his father, “that does not follow, at all.”
+
+“Why, father,” said Rollo, looking disappointed, “I thought every body
+could do what they pleased with their own things.”
+
+“Whose hat is that you have on? Is it James’s?”
+
+“No, sir, it is mine.”
+
+“Are you sure it is your own?”
+
+“Why, yes, sir,” said Rollo, taking off his hat and looking at it, and
+wondering what his father could mean.
+
+“Well, do you suppose you have a right to go and sell it?”
+
+“No, sir,” said Rollo.
+
+“Or go and burn it up?”
+
+“No, sir.”
+
+“Or give it away?”
+
+“No, sir.”
+
+“Then it seems that people cannot always do what they please with their
+own things.”
+
+“Why, father, it seems to me, that is a very different thing.”
+
+“I dare say it seems so to you; but it is not--it is just the same thing.
+No person can do _anything they please_ with their property. There are
+limits and restrictions in all cases. And in all cases where children have
+property, whether it is money, hats, toys, or any thing, they are always
+limited and restricted to such a use of them _as their parents approve_.
+So, when I give you money, it becomes yours just as your clothes, or your
+wheelbarrow, or your books, are yours. They are all yours to use and to
+enjoy; but in the way of using them and enjoying them, you must be under
+my direction. Do you understand that?”
+
+“Why, yes, sir,” said Rollo.
+
+“And does it not appear reasonable?”
+
+“Yes, sir, I don’t know but it is reasonable. But _men_ can do anything
+they please with their money, can they not?”
+
+“No,” said his father; “they are under various restrictions made by the
+laws of the land. But I cannot talk any more about it now. When you have
+finished your work, I will talk with you about expending your money.”
+
+The boys went on with their work the next day, and built the causey up
+high enough with stones. They then levelled them off, and began to wheel
+on the gravel. Jonas made each of them a little shovel out of a shingle;
+and, as the gravel was lying loose under a high bank, they could shovel it
+up easily, and fill their wheelbarrows. The third day they covered the
+stones entirely with gravel, and smoothed it all over with a rake and hoe,
+and, after it had become well trodden, it made a beautiful, hard causey;
+so that now there was a firm and dry road all the way from the house to
+the watering-place at the brook.
+
+
+
+
+Calculation.
+
+
+On counting up the loads which it had taken to do this work, Rollo’s
+father found that he owed Rollo twenty-three cents, and James twenty-one.
+The reason why Rollo had earned the most was because, at one time, James
+said he was tired, and must rest, and, while he was resting, Rollo went on
+wheeling.
+
+James seemed rather sorry that he had not got as many cents as Rollo.
+
+“I wish I had not stopped to rest,” said he.
+
+“I wish so too,” said Rollo; “but I will give you two of my cents, and
+then I shall have only twenty-one, like you.”
+
+“Shall we be alike then?”
+
+“Yes,” said Rollo; “for, you see, two cents taken away from twenty-three,
+leaves twenty-one, which is just as many as you have.”
+
+“Yes, but then I shall have more. If you give me two, _I_ shall have
+twenty-three.”
+
+“So you will,” said Rollo; “I did not think of that.”
+
+The boys paused at this unexpected difficulty; at last, Rollo said he
+might give his two cents back to his father, and then they should have
+both alike.
+
+Just then the boys heard some one calling,
+
+“Rollo!”
+
+Rollo looked up, and saw his mother at the chamber window. She was sitting
+there at work, and had heard their conversation.
+
+“What, mother?” said Rollo.
+
+“You might give him _one_ of yours, and then you will both have
+twenty-two.”
+
+They thought that this would be a fine plan, and wondered why they had not
+thought of it before. A few days afterwards, they decided to buy two
+little shovels with their money, one for each, so that they might shovel
+sand and gravel easier than with the wooden shovels that Jonas made.
+
+
+
+
+
+ROLLO’S GARDEN.
+
+
+
+
+Farmer Cropwell.
+
+
+One warm morning, early in the spring, just after the snow was melted off
+from the ground, Rollo and his father went to take a walk. The ground by
+the side of the road was dry and settled, and they walked along very
+pleasantly; and at length they came to a fine-looking farm. The house was
+not very large, but there were great sheds and barns, and spacious yards,
+and high wood-piles, and flocks of geese, and hens and turkeys, and cattle
+and sheep, sunning themselves around the barns.
+
+Rollo and his father walked into the yard, and went up to the end door, a
+large pig running away with a grunt when they came up. The door was open,
+and Rollo’s father knocked at it with the head of his cane. A
+pleasant-looking young woman came to the door.
+
+“Is Farmer Cropwell at home?” said Rollo’s father.
+
+“Yes, sir,” said she, “he is out in the long barn, I believe.”
+
+“Shall I go there and look for him?” said he.
+
+“If you please, sir.”
+
+So Rollo’s father walked along to the barn.
+
+It was a long barn indeed. Rollo thought he had never seen so large a
+building. On each side was a long range of stalls for cattle, facing
+towards the middle, and great scaffolds overhead, partly filled with hay
+and with bundles of straw. They walked down the barn floor, and in one
+place Rollo passed a large bull chained by the nose in one of the stalls.
+The bull uttered a sort of low growl or roar, as Rollo and his father
+passed, which made him a little afraid; but his attention was soon
+attracted to some hens, a little farther along, which were standing on the
+edge of the scaffolding over his head, and cackling with noise enough to
+fill the whole barn.
+
+[Illustration: The Bull Chained by the Nose.]
+
+When they got to the other end of the barn, they found a door leading out
+into a shed; and there was Farmer Cropwell, with one of his men and a
+pretty large boy, getting out some ploughs.
+
+“Good morning, Mr. Cropwell,” said Rollo’s father; “what! are you going to
+ploughing?”
+
+“Why, it is about time to overhaul the ploughs, and see that they are in
+order. I think we shall have an early season.”
+
+“Yes, I find my garden is getting settled, and I came to talk with you a
+little about some garden seeds.”
+
+The truth was, that Rollo’s father was accustomed to come every spring,
+and purchase his garden seeds at this farm; and so, after a few minutes,
+they went into the house, taking Rollo with them, to get the seeds that
+were wanted, out of the seed-room.
+
+What they called the seed-room was a large closet in the house, with
+shelves all around it; and Rollo waited there a little while, until the
+seeds were selected, put up in papers, and given to his father.
+
+When this was all done, and they were just coming out, the farmer said,
+“Well, my little boy, you have been very still and patient. Should not you
+like some seeds too? Have you got any garden?”
+
+“No, sir,” said Rollo; “but perhaps my father will give me some ground for
+one.”
+
+“Well, I will give you a few seeds, at any rate.” So he opened a little
+drawer, and took out some seeds, and put them in a piece of paper, and
+wrote something on the outside. Then he did so again and again, until he
+had four little papers, which he handed to Rollo, and told him to plant
+them in his garden.
+
+Rollo thanked him, and took his seeds, and they returned home.
+
+
+
+
+Work and Play.
+
+
+On the way, Rollo thought it would be an excellent plan for him to have a
+garden, and he told his father so.
+
+“I think it would be an excellent plan myself,” said his father. “But do
+you intend to make work or play of it?”
+
+“Why, I must make work of it, must not I, if I have a real garden?”
+
+“No,” said his father; “you may make play of it if you choose.”
+
+“How?” said Rollo.
+
+“Why, you can take a hoe, and hoe about in the ground as long as it amuses
+you to hoe; and then you can plant your seeds, and water and weed them
+just as long as you find any amusement in it. Then, if you have any thing
+else to play with, you can neglect your garden a long time, and let the
+weeds grow, and not come and pull them up until you get tired of other
+play, and happen to feel like working in your garden.”
+
+“I should not think that that would be a very good plan,” said Rollo.
+
+“Why, yes,” replied his father; “I do not know but that it is a good plan
+enough,--that is, for _play_. It is right for you to play sometimes; and I
+do not know why you might not play with a piece of ground, and seeds, as
+well as with any thing else.”
+
+“Well, father, how should I manage my garden if I was going to make _work_
+of it?”
+
+“O, then you would not do it for amusement, but for the useful results.
+You would consider what you could raise to best advantage, and then lay
+out your garden; not as you might happen to _fancy_ doing it, but so as to
+get the most produce from it. When you come to dig it over, you would not
+consider how long you could find amusement in digging, but how much
+digging is necessary to make the ground productive; and so in all your
+operations.”
+
+“Well, father, which do you think would be the best plan for me?”
+
+“Why, I hardly know. By making play of it, you will have the greatest
+pleasure as you go along. But, in the other plan, you will have some good
+crops of vegetables, fruits, and flowers.”
+
+“And shouldn’t I have any crops if I made play of my garden?”
+
+“Yes; I think you might, perhaps, have some flowers, and, perhaps, some
+beans and peas.”
+
+Rollo hesitated for some time which plan he should adopt. He had worked
+enough to know that it was often very tiresome to keep on with his work
+when he wanted to go and play; but then he knew that after it was over,
+there was great satisfaction in thinking of useful employment, and in
+seeing what had been done.
+
+That afternoon he went out into the garden to consider what he should do,
+and he found his father there, staking out some ground.
+
+“Father,” said he, “whereabouts should you give me the ground for my
+garden?”
+
+“Why, that depends,” said his father, “on the plan you determine upon. If
+you are going to make play of it, I must give you ground in a back corner,
+where the irregularity, and the weeds, will be out of sight. But if you
+conclude to have a real garden, and to work industriously a little while
+every day upon it, I should give it to you there, just beyond the
+pear-tree.”
+
+Rollo looked at the two places, but he could not make up his mind. That
+evening he asked Jonas about it, and Jonas advised him to ask his father
+to let him have both. “Then,” said he, “you can work on your real garden
+as long as there is any necessary work to be done, and then you could go
+and play about the other with James or Lucy, when they are here.”
+
+Rollo went off immediately, and asked his father. His father said there
+would be some difficulties about that; but he would think of it, and see
+if there was any way to avoid them.
+
+The next morning, when he came in to breakfast, he had a paper in his
+hand, and he told Rollo he had concluded to let him have the two gardens,
+on certain conditions, which he had written down. He opened the paper, and
+read as follows:--
+
+                  -------------------------------------
+
+“_Conditions on which I let Rollo have two pieces of land to cultivate_;
+the one to be called his _working-garden_, and the other his
+_playing-garden_.
+
+“1. In cultivating his working-garden, he is to take Jonas’s advice, and
+to follow it faithfully in every respect.
+
+“2. He is not to go and work upon his playing-garden, at any time, when
+there is any work that ought to be done on his working-garden.
+
+“3. If he lets his working-garden get out of order, and I give him notice
+of it; then, if it is not put perfectly in order again within three days
+after receiving the notice, he is to forfeit the garden, and all that is
+growing upon it.
+
+“4. Whatever he raises, he may sell to me, at fair prices, at the end of
+the season.”
+
+
+
+
+Planting.
+
+
+Rollo accepted the conditions, and asked his father to stake out the two
+pieces of ground for him, as soon as he could; and his father did so that
+day. The piece for the working-garden was much the largest. There was a
+row of currant-bushes near it, and his father said he might consider all
+those opposite his piece of ground as included in it, and belonging to
+him.
+
+So Rollo asked Jonas what he had better do first, and Jonas told him that
+the first thing was to dig his ground all over, pretty deep; and, as it
+was difficult to begin it, Jonas said he would begin it for him. So Jonas
+began, and dug along one side, and instructed Rollo how to throw up the
+spadefuls of earth out of the way, so that the next spadeful would come up
+easier.
+
+Jonas, in this way, made a kind of a trench all along the side of Rollo’s
+ground; and he told Rollo to be careful to throw every spadeful well
+forward, so as to keep the trench open and free, and then it would be easy
+for him to dig.
+
+Jonas then left him, and told him that there was work enough for him for
+three or four days, to dig up his ground well.
+
+Rollo went to work, very patiently, for the first day, and persevered an
+hour in digging up his ground. Then he left his work for that day; and the
+next morning, when the regular hour which he had allotted to work arrived,
+he found he had not much inclination to return to it. He accordingly asked
+his father whether it would not be a good plan to plant what he had
+already dug, before he dug any more.
+
+“What is Jonas’s advice?” said his father.
+
+“Why, he told me I had better dig it all up first; but I thought that, if
+I planted part first, those things would be growing while I am digging up
+the rest of the ground.”
+
+“But you must do, you know, as Jonas advises; that is the condition. Next
+year, perhaps, you will be old enough to act according to your own
+judgment; but this year you must follow guidance.”
+
+Rollo recollected the condition, and he had nothing to say against it; but
+he looked dissatisfied.
+
+“Don’t you think that is reasonable, Rollo?” said his father.
+
+“Why; I don’t know,” said Rollo.
+
+“This very case shows that it is reasonable. Here you want to plant a part
+before you have got the ground prepared. The real reason is because you
+are tired of digging; not because you are really of opinion that that
+would be a better plan. You have not the means of judging whether it is,
+or is not, now, time to begin to put in seeds.”
+
+Rollo could not help seeing that that was his real motive; and he promised
+his father that he would go on, though it was tiresome. It was not the
+hard labor of the digging that fatigued him, for, by following Jonas’s
+directions, he found it easy work; but it was the sameness of it. He
+longed for something new.
+
+He persevered, however, and it was a valuable lesson to him; for when he
+had got it all done, he was so satisfied with thinking that it was fairly
+completed, and in thinking that now it was all ready together, and that he
+could form a plan for the whole at once, that he determined that forever
+after, when he had any unpleasant piece of work to do, he would go on
+patiently through it, even if it was tiresome.
+
+With Jonas’s help, Rollo planned his garden beautifully. He put double
+rows of peas and beans all around, so that when they should grow up, they
+would enclose his garden like a fence or hedge, and make it look snug and
+pleasant within. Then, he had a row of corn, for he thought he should like
+some green corn himself to roast. Then, he had one bed of beets and some
+hills of muskmelons, and in one corner he planted some flower seeds, so
+that he could have some flowers to put into his mother’s glasses, for the
+mantel-piece.
+
+Rollo took great interest in laying out and planting his ground, and in
+watching the garden when the seeds first came up; for all this was easy
+and pleasant work. In the intervals, he used to play on his
+pleasure-ground, planting and digging, and setting out, just as he
+pleased.
+
+Sometimes he, and James, and Lucy, would go out in the woods with his
+little wheelbarrow, and dig up roots of flowers and little trees there,
+and bring them in, and set them out here and there. But he did not proceed
+regularly with this ground. He did not dig it all up first, and then form
+a regular plan for the whole; and the consequence was, that it soon became
+very irregular. He would want to make a path one day where he had set out
+a little tree, perhaps, a few days before; and it often happened that,
+when he was making a little trench to sow one kind of seeds, out came a
+whole parcel of others that he had put in before, and forgotten.
+
+Then, when the seeds came up in his playing-garden, they came up here and
+there, irregularly; but, in his working-garden, all looked orderly and
+beautiful.
+
+One evening, just before sundown, Rollo brought out his father and mother
+to look at his two gardens. The difference between them was very great;
+and Rollo, as he ran along before his father, said that he thought the
+working plan of making a garden was a great deal better than the playing
+plan.
+
+“That depends upon what your object is.”
+
+“How so?” said Rollo.
+
+“Why, which do you think you have had the most amusement from, thus far?”
+
+“Why, I have had most amusement, I suppose, in the little garden in the
+corner.”
+
+“Yes,” said his father, “undoubtedly. But the other appears altogether the
+best now, and will produce altogether more in the end. So, if your object
+is useful results, you must manage systematically, regularly, and
+patiently; but if you only want amusement as you go along, you had better
+do every day just as you happen to feel inclined.”
+
+“Well, father, which do you think is best for a boy?”
+
+“For quite small boys, a garden for play is best. They have not patience
+or industry enough for any other.”
+
+“Do you think I have patience or industry enough?”
+
+“You have done very well, so far; but the trying time is to come.”
+
+“Why, father?”
+
+“Because the novelty of the beginning is over, and now you will have a
+good deal of hoeing and weeding to do for a month to come. I am not sure
+but that you will forfeit your land yet.”
+
+“But you are to give me three days’ notice, you know.”
+
+“That is true; but we shall see.”
+
+
+
+
+The Trying Time.
+
+
+The trying time did come, true enough; for, in June and July, Rollo found
+it hard to take proper care of his garden. If he had worked resolutely an
+hour, once or twice a week, it would have been enough; but he became
+interested in other plays, and, when Jonas reminded him that the weeds
+were growing, he would go in and hoe a few minutes, and then go away to
+play.
+
+At last, one day his father gave him notice that his garden was getting
+out of order, and, unless it was entirely restored in three days, it must
+be forfeited.
+
+Rollo was not much alarmed, for he thought he should have ample time to do
+it before the three days should have expired.
+
+It was just at night that Rollo received his notice. He worked a little
+the next morning; but his heart was not in it much, and he left it before
+he had made much progress. The weeds were well rooted and strong, and he
+found it much harder to get them up than he expected. The next day, he did
+a little more, and, near the latter part of the afternoon, Jonas saw him
+running about after butterflies in the yard, and asked him if he had got
+his work all done.
+
+“No,” said he; “but I think I have got more than half done, and I can
+finish it very early to-morrow.”
+
+“To-morrow!” said Jonas. “To-morrow is Sunday, and you cannot work then.”
+
+“Is it?” said Rollo, with much surprise and alarm; “I didn’t know that.
+What shall I do? Do you suppose my father will count Sunday?”
+
+“Yes,” said Jonas, “I presume he will. He said, three _days_, without
+mentioning any thing about Sunday.”
+
+Rollo ran for his hoe. He had become much attached to his ground, and was
+very unwilling to lose it; but he knew that his father would rigorously
+insist on his forfeiting it, if he failed to keep the conditions. So he
+went to work as hard as he could.
+
+It was then almost sundown. He hoed away, and pulled up the weeds, as
+industriously as possible, until the sun went down. He then kept on until
+it was so dark that he could not see any longer, and then, finding that
+there was considerable more to be done, and that he could not work any
+longer, he sat down on the side of his little wheelbarrow, and burst into
+tears.
+
+He knew, however, that it would do no good to cry, and so, after a time,
+he dried his eyes, and went in. He could not help hoping that his father
+would not count the Sunday; and “If I can only have Monday,” said he to
+himself, “it will all be well.”
+
+He went in to ask his father, but found that he had gone away, and would
+not come home until quite late. He begged his mother to let him sit up
+until he came home, so that he could ask him, and, as she saw that he was
+so anxious and unhappy about it, she consented. Rollo sat at the window
+watching, and, as soon as he heard his father drive up to the door, he
+went out, and, while he was getting out of the chaise, he said to him, in
+a trembling, faltering voice,
+
+“Father, do you count Sunday as one of my three days?”
+
+“No, my son.”
+
+Rollo clapped his hands, and said, “O, how glad!” and ran back. He told
+his mother that he was very much obliged to her for letting him sit up,
+and now he was ready to go to bed.
+
+He went to his room, undressed himself, and, in a few minutes, his father
+came in to get his light.
+
+“Father,” said Rollo, “I am very much obliged to you for not counting
+Sunday.”
+
+“It is not out of any indulgence to you, Rollo; I have no right to count
+Sunday.”
+
+“No right, father? Why, you said three days.”
+
+“Yes; but in such agreements as that, three working days are always meant;
+so that, strictly, according to the agreement, I do not think I have any
+right to count Sunday. If I had, I should have felt obliged to count it.”
+
+“Why, father?”
+
+“Because I want you, when you grow up to be a man, to be _bound_ by your
+agreements. Men will hold you to your agreements when you are a man, and I
+want you to be accustomed to it while you are a boy. I should rather give
+up twice as much land as your garden, than take yours away from you now;
+but I must do it if you do not get it in good order before the time is
+out.”
+
+“But, father, I shall, for I shall have time enough on Monday.”
+
+“True; but some accident may prevent it. Suppose you should be sick.”
+
+“If I was sick, should you count it?”
+
+“Certainly. You ought not to let your garden get out of order; and, if you
+do it, you run the risk of all accidents that may prevent your working
+during the three days.”
+
+Rollo bade his father good night, and he went to sleep, thinking what a
+narrow escape he had had. He felt sure that he should save it now, for he
+did not think there was the least danger of his being sick on Monday.
+
+
+
+
+A Narrow Escape.
+
+
+Monday morning came, and, when he awoke, his first movement was, to jump
+out of bed, exclaiming,
+
+“Well, I am not sick this morning, am I?”
+
+He had scarcely spoken the words, however, before his ear caught the sound
+of rain, and, looking out of the window, he saw, to his utter
+consternation, that it was pouring steadily down, and, from the wind and
+the gray uniformity of the clouds, there was every appearance of a settled
+storm.
+
+“What shall I do?” said Rollo. “What shall I do? Why did I not finish it
+on Saturday?”
+
+He dressed himself, went down stairs, and looked out at the clouds. There
+was no prospect of any thing but rain. He ate his breakfast, and then went
+out, and looked again. Rain, still. He studied and recited his morning
+lessons, and then again looked out. Rain, rain. He could not help hoping
+it would clear up before night; but, as it continued so steadily, he began
+to be seriously afraid that, after all, he should lose his garden.
+
+He spent the day very anxiously and unhappily. He knew, from what his
+father had said, that he could not hope to have another day allowed, and
+that all would depend on his being able to do the work before night.
+
+At last, about the middle of the afternoon, Rollo came into the room where
+his father and mother were sitting, and told his father that it did not
+rain a great deal then, and asked him if he might not go out and finish
+his weeding; he did not care, he said, if he did get wet.
+
+“But your getting wet will not injure you alone--it will spoil your
+clothes.”
+
+“Besides, you will take cold,” said his mother.
+
+“Perhaps he would not take cold, if he were to put on dry clothes as soon
+as he leaves working,” said his father; “but wetting his clothes would put
+you to a good deal of trouble. No; I’d rather you would not go, on the
+whole, Rollo.”
+
+Rollo turned away with tears in his eyes, and went out into the kitchen.
+He sat down on a bench in the shed where Jonas was working, and looked out
+towards the garden. Jonas pitied him, and would gladly have gone and done
+the work for him; but he knew that his father would not allow that. At
+last, a sudden thought struck him.
+
+“Rollo,” said he, “you might perhaps find some old clothes in the garret,
+which it would not hurt to get wet.”
+
+Rollo jumped up, and said, “Let us go and see.”
+
+They went up garret, and found, hanging up, quite a quantity of old
+clothes. Some belonged to Jonas, some to himself, and they selected the
+worst ones they could find, and carried them down into the shed.
+
+Then Rollo went and called his mother to come out, and he asked her if she
+thought it would hurt those old clothes to get wet. She laughed, and said
+no; and said she would go and ask his father to let him go out with them.
+
+In a few minutes, she came back, and said that his father consented, but
+that he must go himself, and put on the old clothes, without troubling his
+mother, and then, when he came back, he must rub himself dry with a towel,
+and put on his common dress, and put the wet ones somewhere in the shed to
+dry; and when they were dry, put them all back carefully in their places.
+
+[Illustration: Work in the Rain.]
+
+Rollo ran up to his room, and rigged himself out, as well as he could,
+putting one of Jonas’s great coats over him, and wearing an old
+broad-brimmed straw hat on his head. Thus equipped, he took his hoe, and
+sallied forth in the rain.
+
+At first he thought it was good fun; but, in about half an hour, he began
+to be tired, and to feel very uncomfortable. The rain spattered in his
+face, and leaked down the back of his neck; and then the ground was wet
+and slippery; and once or twice he almost gave up in despair.
+
+He persevered, however, and before dark he got it done. He raked off all
+the weeds, and smoothed the ground over carefully, for he knew his father
+would come out to examine it as soon as the storm was over. Then he went
+in, rubbed himself dry, changed his clothes, and went and took his seat by
+the kitchen fire.
+
+His father came out a few minutes after, and said, “Well, Rollo, have you
+got through?”
+
+“Yes, sir,” said Rollo.
+
+“Well, I am _very_ glad of it. I was afraid you would have lost your
+garden. As it is, perhaps it will do you good.”
+
+“How?” said Rollo. “What good?”
+
+“It will teach you, I hope, that it is dangerous to neglect or postpone
+doing one’s duty. We cannot always depend on repairing the mischief. When
+the proper opportunity is once lost, it may never return.”
+
+Rollo said nothing, but he thought he should remember the lesson as long
+as he lived.
+
+He remembered it for the rest of that summer, at any rate, and did not run
+any more risks. He kept his ground very neat, and his father did not have
+to give him notice again. His corn grew finely, and he had many a good
+roasting ear from it; and his flowers helped ornament the parlor
+mantel-piece all the summer; and the green peas, and the beans, and the
+muskmelons, and the other vegetables, which his father took and paid for,
+amounted to more than two dollars.
+
+
+
+
+Advice.
+
+
+“Well, Rollo,” said his father, one evening, as he was sitting on his
+cricket before a bright, glowing fire, late in the autumn, after all his
+fruits were gathered in, “you have really done some work this summer,
+haven’t you?”
+
+“Yes, sir,” said Rollo; and he began to reckon up the amount of peas, and
+beans, and corn, and other things, that he had raised.
+
+“Yes,” said his father, “you have had a pretty good garden; but the best
+of it is your own improvement. You are really beginning to get over some
+of the faults of _boy work_.”
+
+“What are the faults of boy work?” said Rollo.
+
+“One of the first is, confounding work with play,--or rather expecting the
+pleasure of play, while they are doing work. There is great pleasure in
+doing work, as I have told you before, when it is well and properly done,
+but it is very different from the pleasure of play. It comes later;
+generally after the work is done. While you are doing your work, it
+requires _exertion_ and _self-denial_, and sometimes the sameness is
+tiresome.
+
+“It is so with _men_ when they work, but they expect it will be so, and
+persevere notwithstanding; but _boys_, who have not learned this, expect
+their work will be play; and, when they find it is not so, they get tired,
+and want to leave it or to find some new way.
+
+“You showed your wish to make play of your work, that day when you were
+getting in your chips, by insisting on having just such a basket as you
+happened to fancy; and then, when you got a little tired of that, going
+for the wheelbarrow; and then leaving the chips altogether, and going to
+piling the wood.”
+
+“Well, father,” said Rollo, “do not men try to make their work as pleasant
+as they can?”
+
+“Yes, but they do not continually change from one thing to another in
+hopes to make it _amusing_. They always expect that it will be laborious
+and tiresome, and they understand this beforehand, and go steadily forward
+notwithstanding. You are beginning to learn to do this.
+
+“Another fault, which you boys are very apt to fall into, is impatience.
+This comes from the first fault; for you expect, when you go to work, the
+kind of pleasure you have in play, and when you find you do not obtain it,
+or meet with any difficulties, you grow impatient, and get tired of what
+you are doing.
+
+“From this follows the third fault--_changeableness_, or want of
+perseverance. Instead of steadily going forward in the way they commence,
+boys are very apt to abandon one thing after another, and to try this new
+way, and that new way, so as to accomplish very little in any thing.”
+
+“Do you think I have overcome all these?” said Rollo.
+
+“In part,” said his father; “you begin to understand something about them,
+and to be on your guard against them. But you have only made a beginning.”
+
+“Only a beginning?” said Rollo; “why, I thought I had learned to work
+pretty well.”
+
+“So you have, for a little boy; but it is only a beginning, after all. I
+don’t think you would succeed in persevering steadily, so as to accomplish
+any serious undertaking now.”
+
+“Why, father, _I_ think I should.”
+
+“Suppose I should give you the Latin grammar to learn in three months, and
+tell you that, at the end of that time, I would hear you recite it all at
+once. Do you suppose you should be ready?”
+
+“Why, father, that is not _work_.”
+
+“Yes,” said his father, “that is one kind of work,--and just such a kind
+of work, so far as patience, steadiness, and perseverance, are needed, as
+you will have most to do, in future years. But if I were to give it to you
+to do, and then say nothing to you about it till you had time to have
+learned the whole, I have some doubts whether you would recite a tenth
+part of it.”
+
+Rollo was silent; he knew it would be just so.
+
+“No, my little son,” said his father, putting him down and patting his
+head, “you have got a great deal to learn before you become a man; but
+then you have got some years to learn it in; that is a comfort. But now it
+is time for you to go to bed; so good night.”
+
+
+
+
+
+THE APPLE-GATHERING.
+
+
+
+
+The Garden-House.
+
+
+There was a certain building on one side of Farmer Cropwell’s yard which
+they called the _garden-house_. There was one large double door which
+opened from it into the garden, and another smaller one which led to the
+yard towards the house. On one side of this room were a great many
+different kinds of garden-tools, such as hoes, rakes, shovels, and spades;
+there were one or two wheelbarrows, and little wagons. Over these were two
+or three broad shelves, with baskets, and bundles of matting, and ropes,
+and chains, and various iron tools. Around the wall, in different places,
+various things were hung up--here a row of augers, there a trap, and in
+other places parts of harness.
+
+Opposite to these, there was a large bench, which extended along the whole
+side. At one end of this bench there were a great many carpenter’s tools;
+and the other was covered with papers of seeds, and little bundles of
+dried plants, which Farmer Cropwell had just been getting in from the
+garden.
+
+The farmer and one of his boys was at work here, arranging his seeds, and
+doing up his bundles, one pleasant morning in the fall, when a boy about
+twelve years old came running to the door of the garden-house, from the
+yard, playing with a large dog. The dog ran behind him, jumping up upon
+him; and when they got to the door, the boy ran in quick, laughing, and
+shut the door suddenly, so that the dog could not come in after him. This
+boy’s name was George: the dog’s name was Nappy--that is, they always
+called him Nappy. His true name was Napoleon; though James always thought
+that he got his name from the long naps he used to take in a certain sunny
+corner of the yard.
+
+But, as I said before, George got into the garden-house, and shut Nappy
+out. He stood there holding the door, and said,
+
+“Father, all the horses have been watered but Jolly: may I ride him to the
+brook?”
+
+“Yes,” said his father.
+
+So George turned round, and opened the door a little way, and peeped out.
+
+“Ah, old Nappy! you are there still, are you, wagging your tail? Don’t you
+wish you could catch him?”
+
+George then shut the door, and walked softly across to the great door
+leading out into the garden. From here he stole softly around into the
+barn, by a back way, and then came forward, and peeped out in front, and
+saw that Nappy was still there, sitting up, and looking at the door very
+closely. He was waiting for George to come out.
+
+
+
+
+Jolly.
+
+
+George then went back to the stall where Jolly was feeding. He went in and
+untied his halter, and led him out. Jolly was a sleek, black, beautiful
+little horse, not old enough to do much work, but a very good horse to
+ride. George took down a bridle, and, after leading Jolly to a
+horse-block, where he could stand up high enough to reach his head, he put
+the bridle on, and then jumped up upon his back, and walked him out of the
+barn by a door where Nappy could not see them.
+
+He then rode round by the other side of the house, until he came to the
+road, and he went along the road until he could see up the yard to the
+place where Nappy was watching. He called out, _Nappy!_ in a loud voice,
+and then immediately set his horse off upon a run. Nappy looked down to
+the road, and was astonished to see George upon the horse, when he
+supposed he was still behind the door where he was watching, and he sprang
+forward, and set off after him in full pursuit.
+
+He caught George just as he was riding down into the brook. George was
+looking round and laughing at him as he came up; but Nappy looked quite
+grave, and did nothing but go down into the brook, and lap up water with
+his tongue, while the horse drank.
+
+While the horse was drinking, Rollo came along the road, and George asked
+him how his garden came on.
+
+“O, very well,” said Rollo. “Father is going to give me a larger one next
+year.”
+
+“Have you got a strawberry-bed?” said George.
+
+“No,” said Rollo.
+
+“I should think you would have a strawberry-bed. My father will give you
+some plants, and you can set them out this fall.”
+
+“I don’t know how to set them out,” said Rollo. “Could you come and show
+me?”
+
+George said he would ask his father; and then, as his horse had done
+drinking, he turned round, and rode home again.
+
+Mr. Cropwell said that he would give Rollo a plenty of strawberry-plants,
+and, as to George’s helping him set them out, he said that they might
+exchange works. If Rollo would come and help George gather his
+meadow-russets, George might go and help him make his strawberry-bed. That
+evening, George went and told Rollo of this plan, and Rollo’s father
+approved of it. So it was agreed that, the next day, he should go to help
+them gather the russets. They invited James to go too.
+
+
+
+
+The Pet Lamb.
+
+
+The next morning, James and Rollo went together to the farmer’s. They
+found George at the gate waiting for them, with his dog Nappy. As the boys
+were walking along into the yard, George said that his dog Nappy was the
+best friend he had in the world, except his lamb.
+
+“Your lamb!” said James; “have you got a lamb?”
+
+“Yes, a most beautiful little lamb. When he was very little indeed, he was
+weak and sick, and father thought he would not live; and he told me I
+might have him if I wanted him. I made a bed for him in the corner of the
+kitchen.”
+
+“O, I wish I had one,” said James. “Where is he now?”
+
+“O, he is grown up large, and he plays around in the field behind the
+house. If I go out there with a little pan of milk, and call him
+so,--_Co-nan_, _Co-nan_, _Co-nan_,--he comes running up to me to get the
+milk.”
+
+“I wish I could see him,” said James.
+
+“Well, you can,” said George. “My sister Ann will go and show him to you.”
+
+So George called his sister Ann, and asked her if she should be willing to
+go and show James and Rollo his lamb, while he went and got the little
+wagon ready to go for the apples.
+
+Ann said she would, and she went into the house, and got a pan with a
+little milk in the bottom of it, and walked along carefully, James and
+Rollo following her. When they had got round to the other side of the
+house, they found there a little gate, leading out into a field where
+there were green grass and little clumps of trees.
+
+Ann went carefully through. James and Rollo stopped to look. She walked on
+a little way, and looked around every where, but she saw no lamb.
+Presently she began to call out, as George had said, “_Co-nan_, _Co-nan_,
+_Co-nan_.”
+
+In a minute or two, the lamb began to run towards her out of a little
+thicket of bushes; and it drank the milk out of the pan. James and Rollo
+were very much pleased, but they did not go towards the lamb. Ann let it
+drink all it wanted, and then it walked away.
+
+Then James ran back to the yard. He found that George and Rollo had gone
+into the garden-house. He went in there after them, and found that they
+were getting a little wagon ready to draw out into the field. There were
+three barrels standing by the door of the garden-house, and George told
+them that they were to put their apples into them.
+
+
+
+
+The Meadow-Russet.
+
+
+There was a beautiful meadow down a little way from Farmer Cropwell’s
+house, and at the farther side of it, across a brook, there stood a very
+large old apple-tree, which bore a kind of apples called _russets_, and
+they called the tree the _meadow-russet_. These were the apples that the
+boys were going to gather. They soon got ready, and began to walk along
+the path towards the meadow. Two of them drew the wagon, and the others
+carried long poles to knock off the apples with.
+
+As the party were descending the hill towards the meadow, they saw before
+them, coming around a turn in the path, a cart and oxen, with a large boy
+driving. They immediately began to call out to one another to turn out,
+some pulling one way and some the other, with much noise and vociferation.
+At last they got fairly out upon the grass, and the cart went by. The boy
+who was driving it said, as he went by, smiling,
+
+“Who is the head of _that_ gang?”
+
+James and Rollo looked at him, wondering what he meant. George laughed.
+
+“What does he mean?” said Rollo.
+
+“He means,” said George, laughing, “that we make so much noise and
+confusion, that we cannot have any head.”
+
+“Any head?” said James.
+
+“Yes,--any master workman.”
+
+“Why,” said Rollo, “do we need a master workman?”
+
+“No,” said George, “I don’t believe we do.”
+
+So the boys went along until they came to the brook. They crossed the
+brook on a bridge of planks, and were very soon under the spreading
+branches of the great apple-tree.
+
+[Illustration: The Harvesting Party.]
+
+
+
+
+Insubordination.
+
+
+The boys immediately began the work of getting down the apples. But,
+unluckily, there were but two poles, and they all wanted them. George had
+one, and James the other, and Rollo came up to James, and took hold of his
+pole, saying,
+
+“Here, James, I will knock them down; you may pick them up and put them in
+the wagon.”
+
+“No,” said James, holding fast to his pole; “no, I’d rather knock them
+down.”
+
+“No,” said Rollo, “I can knock them down better.”
+
+“But I got the pole first, and I ought to have it.”
+
+Rollo, finding that James was not willing to give up his pole, left him,
+and went to George, and asked George to let him have the pole; but George
+said he was taller, and could use it better than Rollo.
+
+Rollo was a little out of humor at this, and stood aside and looked on.
+James soon got tired of his pole, and laid it down; and then Rollo seized
+it, and began knocking the apples off of the tree. But it fatigued him
+very much to reach up so high; and, in fact, they all three got tired of
+the poles very soon, and began picking up the apples.
+
+But they did not go on any more harmoniously with this than with the
+other. After Rollo and James had thrown in several apples, George came and
+turned them all out.
+
+“You must not put them in so,” said he; “all the good and bad ones
+together.”
+
+“How must we put them in?” asked Rollo.
+
+“Why, first we must get a load of good, large, whole, round apples, and
+then a load of small and wormy ones. We only put the _good_ ones into the
+barrels.”
+
+“And what do you do with the little ones?” said James.
+
+“O, we give them to the pigs.”
+
+“Well,” said Rollo, “we can pick them all up together now, and separate
+them when we get home.”
+
+As he said this, he threw in a handful of small apples among the good ones
+which George had been putting in.
+
+“Be still,” said George; “you must not do so. I tell you we must not mix
+them at all.” And he poured the apples out upon the ground again.
+
+“O, I’ll tell you what we will do,” said James; “we will get a load of
+little ones first, and then the big ones. I want to see the pigs eat them
+up.”
+
+But George thought it was best to take the big ones first, and so they had
+quite a discussion about it, and a great deal of time was lost before they
+could agree.
+
+Thus they went on for some time, discussing every thing, and each wanting
+to do the work in his own way. They did not dispute much, it is true, for
+neither of them wished to make difficulty. But each thought he might
+direct as well as the others, and so they had much talk and clamor, and
+but very little work. When one wanted the wagon to be on one side of the
+tree, the others wanted it the other; and when George thought it was time
+to draw the load along towards home, Rollo and James thought it was not
+nearly full enough. So they were all pulling in different directions, and
+made very slow progress in their work. It took them a long time to get
+their wagon full.
+
+When they got the load ready, and were fairly set off on the road, they
+went on smoothly and pleasantly for a time, until they got up near the
+door of the garden-house, when Rollo was going to turn the wagon round so
+as to back it up to the door, and George began to pull in the other
+direction.
+
+“Not so, Rollo,” said George; “go right up straight.”
+
+“No,” said Rollo, “it is better to _back_ it up.”
+
+James had something to say, too; and they all pulled, and talked loud and
+all together, so that there was nothing but noise and clamor. In the mean
+time, the wagon, being pulled every way, of course did not move at all.
+
+
+
+
+Subordination.
+
+
+Presently Farmer Cropwell made his appearance at the door of the
+garden-house.
+
+“Well, boys,” said he, “you seem to be pretty good-natured, and I am glad
+of that; but you are certainly the _noisiest_ workmen, of your size, that
+I ever heard.”
+
+“Why, father,” said George, “I want to go right up to the door, straight,
+and Rollo won’t let me.”
+
+“Must not we back it up?” said Rollo.
+
+“Is that the way you have been working all the morning?” said the farmer.
+
+“How?” said George.
+
+“Why, all generals and no soldiers.”
+
+“Sir?” said George.
+
+“All of you commanding, and none obeying. There is nothing but confusion
+and noise. I don’t see how you can gather apples so. How many have you got
+in?”
+
+So saying, he went and looked into the barrels.
+
+“None,” said he; “I thought so.”
+
+He stood still a minute, as if thinking what to do; and then he told them
+to leave the wagon there, and go with him, and he would show them the way
+to work.
+
+The boys accordingly walked along after him, through the garden-house,
+into the yard. They then went across the road, and down behind a barn, to
+a place where some men were building a stone bridge. They stopped upon a
+bank at some distance, and looked down upon them.
+
+“There,” said he, “see how men work!”
+
+It happened, at that time, that all the men were engaged in moving a great
+stone with iron bars. There was scarcely any thing said by any of them.
+Every thing went on silently, but the stone moved regularly into its
+place.
+
+“Now, boys, do you understand,” said the farmer, “how they get along so
+quietly?”
+
+“Why, it is because they are men, and not boys,” said Rollo.
+
+“No,” said the farmer, “that is not the reason. It is because they have a
+head.”
+
+“A head?” said Rollo.
+
+“Yes,” said he, “a head; that is, one man to direct, and the rest obey.”
+
+“Which is it?” said George.
+
+“It is that man who is pointing now,” said the farmer, “to another stone.
+He is telling them which to take next. Watch them now, and you will see
+that he directs every thing, and the rest do just as he says. But you are
+all directing and commanding together, and there is nobody to obey. If you
+were moving those stones, you would be all advising and disputing
+together, and pulling in every direction at once, and the stone would not
+move at all.”
+
+[Illustration: There, Said He, See How Men Work.]
+
+“And do men always appoint a head,” said Rollo, “when they work together?”
+
+“No,” said the farmer, “they do not always _appoint_ one regularly, but
+they always _have_ one, in some way or other. Even when no one is
+particularly authorized to direct, they generally let the one who is
+oldest, or who knows most about the business, take the lead, and the rest
+do as he says.”
+
+They all then walked slowly back to the garden-house, and the farmer
+advised them to have a head, if they wanted their business to go on
+smoothly and well.
+
+“Who do you think ought to be our head?”
+
+“The one who is the oldest, and knows most about the business,” said the
+farmer, “and that, I suppose, would be George. But perhaps you had better
+take turns, and let each one be head for one load, and then you will all
+learn both to command and to obey.”
+
+So the boys agreed that George should command while they got the next
+load, and James and Rollo agreed to obey. The farmer told them they must
+obey exactly, and good-naturedly.
+
+“You must not even _advise_ him what to do, or say any thing about it at
+all, except in some extraordinary case; but, when you talk, talk about
+other things altogether, and work on exactly as he shall say.”
+
+“What if we _know_ there is a better way? must not we tell him?” said
+Rollo.
+
+“No,” said the farmer, “unless it is something very uncommon. It is better
+to go wrong sometimes, under a head, than to be endlessly talking and
+disputing how you shall go. Therefore you must do exactly what he says,
+even if you know a better way, and see if you do not get along much
+faster.”
+
+
+
+
+The New Plan Tried.
+
+
+The boys determined to try the plan, and, after putting their first load
+of apples into the barrel, they set off again under George’s command. He
+told Rollo and James to draw the wagon, while he ran along behind. When
+they got to the tree, Rollo took up a pole, and began to beat down some
+more apples; but George told him that they must first pick up what were
+knocked down before; and he drew the wagon round to the place where he
+thought it was best for it to stand. The other boys made no objection, but
+worked industriously, picking up all the small and worm-eaten apples they
+could find; and, in a very short time, they had the wagon loaded, and were
+on their way to the house again.
+
+Still, Rollo and James had to make so great an effort to avoid interfering
+with George’s directions, that they did not really enjoy this trip quite
+so well as they did the first. It was pleasant to them to be more at
+liberty, and they thought, on the whole, that they did not like having a
+head quite so well as being without one.
+
+Instead of going up to the garden-house, George ordered them to take this
+load to the barn, to put it in a bin where all such apples were to go.
+When they came back, the farmer came again to the door of the
+garden-house.
+
+“Well, boys,” said he, “you have come rather quicker this time. How do you
+like that way of working?”
+
+“Why, not quite so well,” said Rollo. “I do not think it is so pleasant as
+the other way.”
+
+“It is not such good _play_, perhaps; but don’t you think it makes better
+_work_?” said he.
+
+The boys admitted that they got their apples in faster, and, as they were
+at work then, and not at play, they resolved to continue the plan.
+
+Farmer Cropwell then asked who was to take command the next time.
+
+“Rollo,” said the boys.
+
+“Well, Rollo,” said he, “I want you to have a large number of apples
+knocked down this time, and then select from them the largest and nicest
+you can. I want one load for a particular purpose.”
+
+
+
+
+A Present.
+
+
+The boys worked on industriously, and, before dinner-time, they had
+gathered all the apples. The load of best apples, which the farmer had
+requested them to bring for a particular purpose, were put into a small
+square box, until it was full, and then a cover was nailed on; the rest
+were laid upon the great bench. When, at length, the work was all done,
+and they were ready to go home, the farmer put this box into the wagon, so
+that it stood up in the middle, leaving a considerable space before and
+behind it. He put the loose apples into this space, some before and some
+behind, until the wagon was full.
+
+“Now, James and Rollo, I want you to draw these apples for me, when you go
+home,” said the farmer.
+
+“Who are they for?” said Rollo.
+
+“I will mark them,” said he.
+
+So he took down a little curious-looking tin dipper, with a top sloping in
+all around, and with a hole in the middle of it. A long, slender
+brush-handle was standing up in this hole.
+
+When he took out the brush, the boys saw that it was blacking. With this
+blacking-brush he wrote on the top of the box,--LUCY.
+
+“Is that box for my cousin Lucy?” said Rollo.
+
+“Yes,” said he; “you can draw it to her, can you not?”
+
+“Yes, sir,” said Rollo, “we will. And who are the other apples for? You
+cannot mark _them_.”
+
+“No,” said the farmer; “but you will remember. Those before the box are
+for you, and those behind it for James. So drive along. George will come
+to your house, this afternoon, with the strawberry plants, and then he can
+bring the wagon home.”
+
+
+
+
+The Strawberry-Bed.
+
+
+George Cropwell came, soon after, to Rollo’s house, and helped him make a
+fine strawberry-bed, which, he said, he thought would bear considerably
+the next year. They dug up the ground, raked it over carefully, and then
+put in the plants in rows.
+
+After it was all done, Rollo got permission of his father to go back with
+George to take the wagon home; and George proposed to take Rollo’s
+wheelbarrow too. He had never seen such a pretty little wheelbarrow, and
+was very much pleased with it. So George ran on before, trundling the
+wheelbarrow, and Rollo came after, drawing the wagon.
+
+Just as they came near the farmer’s house, George saw, on before him, a
+ragged little boy, much smaller than Rollo, who was walking along
+barefooted.
+
+“There’s Tom,” said George.
+
+“Who?” said Rollo.
+
+“Tom. See how I will frighten him.”
+
+As he said this, George darted forward with his wheelbarrow, and trundled
+it on directly towards Tom, as if he was going to run over him. Tom looked
+round, and then ran away, the wheelbarrow at his heels. He was frightened
+very much, and began to scream; and, just then, Farmer Cropwell, who at
+that moment happened to be coming up a lane, on the opposite side of the
+road, called out,
+
+“George!”
+
+George stopped his wheelbarrow.
+
+“Is that right?” said the farmer.
+
+“Why, I was not going to hurt him,” said George.
+
+“You _did_ hurt him--you frightened him.”
+
+“Is frightening him hurting him, father?”
+
+“Why, yes, it is giving him _pain_, and a very unpleasant kind of pain
+too.”
+
+“I did not think of that,” said George.
+
+“Besides,” said his father, “when you treat boys in that harsh, rough way,
+you make them your enemies; and it is a very bad plan to make enemies.”
+
+“Enemies, father!” said George, laughing; “Tom could not do me any harm,
+if he was my enemy.”
+
+“That makes me think of the story of the bear and the tomtit,” said the
+farmer; “and, if you and Rollo will jump up in the cart, I will tell it to
+you.”
+
+Thus far, while they had been talking, the boys had walked along by the
+side of the road, keeping up with the farmer as he drove along in the
+cart. But now they jumped in, and sat down with the farmer on his seat,
+which was a board laid across from one side of the cart to the other. As
+soon as they were seated, the farmer began.
+
+
+
+
+The Farmer’s Story.
+
+
+“The story I was going to tell you, boys, is an old fable about making
+enemies. It is called ‘The Bear and the Tomtit.’ ”
+
+“What is a tomtit?” said Rollo.
+
+“It is a kind of a bird, a very little bird; but he sings pleasantly.
+Well, one pleasant summer’s day, a wolf and a bear were taking a walk
+together in a lonely wood. They heard something singing.
+
+“ ‘Brother,’ said the bear, ‘that is good singing: what sort of a bird do
+you think that may be?’
+
+“ ‘That’s a tomtit,’ said the wolf.
+
+“ ‘I should like to see his nest,’ said the bear; ‘where do you think it
+is?’
+
+“ ‘If we wait a little time, till his mate comes home, we shall see,’ said
+the wolf.
+
+“The bear and the wolf walked backward and forward some time, till his
+mate came home with some food in her mouth for her children. The wolf and
+the bear watched her. She went to the tree where the bird was singing, and
+they together flew to a little grove just by, and went to their nest.
+
+“ ‘Now,’ said the bear, ‘let us go and see.’
+
+“ ‘No,’ said the wolf, ‘we must wait till the old birds have gone away
+again.’
+
+“So they noticed the place, and walked away.
+
+“They did not stay long, for the bear was very impatient to see the nest.
+They returned, and the bear scrambled up the tree, expecting to amuse
+himself finely by frightening the young tomtits.
+
+“ ‘Take care,’ said the wolf; ‘you had better be careful. The tomtits are
+little; but little enemies are sometimes very troublesome.’
+
+“ ‘Who is afraid of a tomtit?’ said the bear.
+
+“So saying, he poked his great black nose into the nest.
+
+“ ‘Who is here?’ said he; ‘what are you?’
+
+“The poor birds screamed out with terror. ‘Go away! Go away!’ said they.
+
+“ ‘What do you mean by making such a noise,’ said he, ‘and talking so to
+me? I will teach you better.’ So he put his great paw on the nest, and
+crowded it down until the poor little birds were almost stifled. Presently
+he left them, and went away.
+
+“The young tomtits were terribly frightened, and some of them were hurt.
+As soon as the bear was gone, their fright gave way to anger; and, soon
+after, the old birds came home, and were very indignant too. They used to
+see the bear, occasionally, prowling about the woods, but did not know
+what they could do to bring him to punishment.
+
+“Now, there was a famous glen, surrounded by high rocks, where the bear
+used to go and sleep, because it was a wild, solitary place. The tomtits
+often saw him there. One day, the bear was prowling around, and he saw, at
+a great distance, two huntsmen, with guns, coming towards the wood. He
+fled to his glen in dismay, though he thought he should be safe there.
+
+“The tomtits were flying about there, and presently they saw the huntsmen.
+‘Now,’ said one of them to the other, ‘is the time to get rid of the
+tyrant; you go and see if he is in his glen, and then come back to where
+you hear me singing.’
+
+“So he flew about from tree to tree, keeping in sight of the huntsmen, and
+singing all the time; while the other went and found that the bear was in
+his glen, crouched down in terror behind a rock.
+
+“The tomtits then began to flutter around the huntsmen, and fly a little
+way towards the glen, and then back again. This attracted the notice of
+the men, and they followed them to see what could be the matter.
+
+“By and by, the bear saw the terrible huntsmen coming, led on by his
+little enemies, the tomtits. He sprang forward, and ran from one side of
+the glen to the other; but he could not escape. They shot him with two
+bullets through his head.
+
+“The wolf happened to be near by, at that time, upon the rocks that were
+around the glen; and, hearing all this noise, he came and peeped over. As
+soon as he saw how the case stood, he thought it would be most prudent for
+him to walk away; which he did, saying, as he went.
+
+“ ‘Well, the bear has found out that it is better to have a person a
+friend than an enemy, whether he is great or small.’ ”
+
+                  -------------------------------------
+
+Here the farmer paused--he had ended the story.
+
+“And what did they do with the bear?” said Rollo.
+
+“O, they took off his skin to make caps of, and nailed his claws up on the
+barn.”
+
+
+
+
+
+GEORGIE.
+
+
+
+
+The Little Landing.
+
+
+A short distance from where Rollo lives, there is a small, but very
+pleasant house, just under the hill, where you go down to the stone bridge
+leading over the brook. There is a noble large apple tree on one side of
+the house, which bears a beautiful, sweet, and mellow kind of apple,
+called golden pippins. A great many other trees and flowers are around the
+house, and in the little garden on the side of it towards the brook. There
+is a small white gate that leads to the house, from the road; and there is
+a pleasant path leading right out from the front door, through the garden,
+down to the water. This is the house that Georgie lives in.
+
+One evening, just before sunset, Rollo was coming along over the stone
+bridge, towards home. He stopped a moment to look over the railing, down
+into the water. Presently he heard a very sweet-toned voice calling out to
+him,
+
+“Rol-lo.”
+
+Rollo looked along in the direction in which the sound came. It was from
+the bank of the stream, a little way from the road, at the place where the
+path from Georgie’s house came down to the water. The brook was broad, and
+the water pretty smooth and still here; and it was a place where Rollo had
+often been to sail boats with Georgie. There was a little smooth, sandy
+place on the shore, at the foot of the path, and they used to call it
+Georgie’s landing; and there was a seat close by, under the bushes.
+
+Rollo thought it was Georgie’s voice that called him, and in a minute, he
+saw him sitting on his little seat, with his crutches by his side. Georgie
+was a sick boy. He could not walk, but had to sit almost all day, at home,
+in a large easy chair, which his father had bought for him. In the winter,
+his chair was established in a particular corner, by the side of the fire,
+and he had a little case of shelves and drawers, painted green, by the
+side of him. In these shelves and drawers he had his books and
+playthings,--his pen and ink,--his paint-box, brushes and pencils,--his
+knife, and a little saw,--and a great many things which he used to make
+for his amusement. Then, in the summer, his chair, and his shelves and
+drawers, were moved to the end window, which looked out upon the garden
+and brook. Sometimes, when he was better than usual, he could move about a
+little upon crutches; and, at such times, when it was pleasant, he used to
+go out into the garden, and down, through it, to his landing, at the
+brook.
+
+Georgie had been sick a great many years, and when Rollo and Jonas first
+knew him, he used to be very sad and unhappy. It was because the poor
+little fellow had nothing to do. His father had to work pretty hard to get
+food and clothing for his family; he loved little Georgie very much, but
+he could not buy him many things. Sometimes people who visited him, used
+to give him playthings, and they would amuse him a little while, but he
+soon grew tired of them, and had them put away. It is very hard for any
+body to be happy who has not any thing to do.
+
+It was Jonas that taught Georgie what to do. He lent him his knife, and
+brought him some smooth, soft, pine wood, and taught him to make
+wind-mills and little boxes. Georgie liked this very much, and used to sit
+by his window in the summer mornings, and make playthings, hours at a
+time. After he had made several things, Jonas told the boys that lived
+about there, that they had better buy them of him, when they had a few
+cents to spend for toys; and they did. In fact, they liked the little
+windmills, and wagons, and small framed houses that Georgie made, better
+than sugar-plums and candy. Besides, they liked to go and see Georgie;
+for, whenever they went to buy any thing of him, he looked so contented
+and happy, sitting in his easy chair, with his small and slender feet
+drawn up under him, and his work on the table by his side.
+
+Then he was a very beautiful boy too. His face was delicate and pale, but
+there was such a kind and gentle expression in his mild blue eye, and so
+much sweetness in the tone of his voice, that they loved very much to go
+and see him. In fact, all the boys were very fond of Georgie.
+
+
+
+
+Georgie’s Money.
+
+
+Georgie, at length, earned, in this way, quite a little sum of money. It
+was nearly all in cents; but then there was one fourpence which a lady
+gave him for a four-wheeled wagon that he made. He kept this money in a
+corner of his drawer, and, at last, there was quite a handful of it.
+
+One summer evening, when Georgie’s father came home from his work, he hung
+up his hat, and came and sat down in Georgie’s corner, by the side of his
+little boy. Georgie looked up to him with a smile.
+
+“Well, father,” said he, “are you tired to-night?”
+
+“You are the one to be tired, Georgie,” said he, “sitting here alone all
+day.”
+
+“Hold up your hand, father,” said Georgie, reaching out his own at the
+same time, which was shut up, and appeared to have something in it.
+
+“Why, what have you got for me?” said his father.
+
+“Hold fast all I give you,” replied he; and he dropped the money all into
+his father’s hand, and shut up his father’s fingers over it.
+
+“What is all this?” said his father.
+
+“It is my money,” said he, “for you. It is ’most all cents, but then there
+is _one_ fourpence.”
+
+“I am sure, I am much obliged to you, Georgie, for this.”
+
+“O no,” said Georgie, “it’s only a _little_ of what you have to spend for
+me.”
+
+Georgie’s father took the money, and put it in his pocket, and the next
+day he went to Jonas, and told him about it, and asked Jonas to spend it
+in buying such things as he thought would be useful to Georgie; either
+playthings, or tools, or materials to work with.
+
+Jonas said he should be very glad to do it, for he thought he could buy
+him some things that would help him very much in his work. Jonas carried
+the money into the city the next time he went, and bought him a small hone
+to sharpen his knife, a fine-toothed saw, and a bottle of black varnish,
+with a little brush, to put it on with. He brought these things home, and
+gave them to Georgie’s father; and he carried them into the house, and put
+them in a drawer.
+
+That evening, when Georgie was at supper, his father slyly put the things
+that Jonas had bought on his table, so that when he went back, after
+supper, he found them there. He was very much surprised and pleased. He
+examined them all very particularly, and was especially glad to have the
+black varnish, for now he could varnish his work, and make it look much
+more handsome. The little boxes that he made, after this, of a bright
+black outside, and lined neatly with paper within, were thought by the
+boys to be elegant.
+
+He could now earn money faster, and, as his father insisted on having all
+his earnings expended for articles for Georgie’s own use, and Jonas used
+to help him about expending it, he got, at last, quite a variety of
+implements and articles. He had some wire, and a little pair of pliers for
+bending it in all shapes, and a hammer and little nails. He had also a
+paint-box and brushes, and paper of various colors, for lining boxes, and
+making portfolios and pocket-books; and he had varnishes, red, green,
+blue, and black. All these he kept in his drawers and shelves, and made a
+great many ingenious things with them.
+
+So Georgie was a great friend of both Rollo and Jonas, and they often used
+to come and see him, and play with him; and that was the reason that Rollo
+knew his voice so well, when he called to him from the landing, when Rollo
+was standing on the bridge, as described in the beginning of this story.
+
+
+
+
+Two Good Friends.
+
+
+Rollo ran along to the end of the bridge, clambered down to the water’s
+edge, went along the shore among the trees and shrubbery, until he came to
+the seat where Georgie was sitting. Georgie asked him to sit down, and
+stay with him; but Rollo said he must go directly home; and so Georgie
+took his crutches, and they began to walk slowly together up the garden
+walk.
+
+“Where have you been, Rollo?” said Georgie.
+
+“I have been to see my cousin James, to ask him to go to the city with us
+to-morrow.”
+
+“Are you going to the city?”
+
+“Yes; uncle George gave James and I a half a dollar apiece, the other day;
+and mother is going to carry us into the city to-morrow to buy something
+with it.”
+
+“Is Jonas going with you?”
+
+“Yes,” said Rollo. “He is going to drive. We are going in our carryall.”
+
+“I wish you would take some money for me, then, and get Jonas to buy me
+something with it.”
+
+“Well, I will,” said Rollo. “What shall he buy for you?”
+
+“O, he may buy any thing he chooses.”
+
+“Yes, but if you do not tell him what to buy, he may buy something you
+have got already.”
+
+“O, Jonas knows every thing I have got as well as I do.”
+
+Just then they came up near the house, and Georgie asked Rollo to look up
+at the golden pippin tree, and see how full it was.
+
+“That is my branch,” said he.
+
+He pointed to a large branch which came out on one side, and which hung
+down loaded with fruit. It would have broken down, perhaps, if there had
+not been a crotched pole put under it, to prop it up.
+
+“But all the apples on your branch are not golden pippins,” said Rollo.
+“There are some on it that are red. What beautiful red apples!”
+
+“Yes,” said Georgie. “Father grafted that for me, to make it bear
+rosy-boys. I call the red ones my rosy-boys.”
+
+“Grafted?” said Rollo; “how did he graft it?”
+
+“O,” said Georgie, “I do not know exactly. He cut off a little branch from
+a rosy-boy tree, and stuck it on somehow, and it grew, and bears rosy-boys
+still.”
+
+Rollo thought this was very curious; Georgie told him he would give him an
+apple, and that he might have his choice--a pippin or a rosy-boy.
+
+Rollo hesitated, and looked at them, first at one, and then at another;
+but he could not decide. The rosy-boys had the brightest and most
+beautiful color, but then the pippins looked so rich and mellow, that he
+could not choose very easily; and so Georgie laughed, find told him he
+would settle the difficulty by giving him one of each.
+
+“So come here,” said he, “Rollo, and let me lean on you, while I knock
+them down.”
+
+So Rollo came and stood near him, while Georgie leaned on him, and with
+his crutch gave a gentle tap to one of each of his kinds of apples, and
+they fell down upon the soft grass, safe and sound.
+
+[Illustration: Georgie’s Apples.]
+
+They then went into the house, and Georgie gave Rollo his money, wrapped
+up in a small piece of paper; and then Rollo, bidding him good by, went
+out of the little white gate, and walked along home.
+
+The next morning, soon after breakfast, Jonas drove the carryall up to the
+front door, and Rollo and his mother walked out to it. Rollo’s mother took
+the back seat, and Rollo and Jonas sat in front, and they drove along.
+
+They called at the house where James lived, and found him waiting for them
+on the front steps, with his half dollar in his hand.
+
+He ran into the house to tell his mother that the carryall had come, and
+to bid her good morning, and then he came out to the gate.
+
+“James,” said Rollo, “you may sit on the front seat with Jonas, if you
+want to.”
+
+James said he should like to very much; and so Rollo stepped over behind,
+and sat with his mother. This was kind and polite; for boys all like the
+front seat when they are riding, and Rollo therefore did right to offer it
+to his cousin.
+
+
+
+
+A Lecture On Playthings.
+
+
+After a short time, they came to a smooth and pleasant road, with trees
+and farm-houses on each side; and as the horse was trotting along quietly,
+Rollo asked his mother if she could not tell them a story.
+
+“I cannot tell you a story very well, this morning, but I can give you a
+lecture on playthings, if you wish.”
+
+“Very well, mother, we should like that,” said the boys.
+
+They did not know very well what a lecture was, but they thought that any
+thing which their mother would propose would be interesting.
+
+“Do you know what a lecture is?” said she.
+
+“Not exactly,” said Rollo.
+
+“Why, I should explain to you about playthings,--the various kinds, their
+use, the way to keep them, and to derive the most pleasure from them, &c.
+Giving you this information will not be as _interesting_ to you as to hear
+a story; but it will be more _useful_, if you attend carefully, and
+endeavor to remember what I say.”
+
+The boys thought they should like the lecture, and promised to attend.
+Rollo said he would remember it all; and so his mother began.
+
+“The value of a plaything does not consist in itself, but in the pleasure
+it awakens in your mind. Do you understand that?”
+
+“Not very well,” said Rollo.
+
+“If you should give a round stick to a baby on the floor, and let him
+strike the floor with it, he would be pleased. You would see by his looks
+that it gave him great pleasure. Now, where would this pleasure be,--in
+the stick, or in the floor, or in the baby?”
+
+“Why, in the baby,” said Rollo, laughing.
+
+“Yes; and would it be in his body, or in his mind?”
+
+“In his face,” said James.
+
+“In his eyes,” said Rollo.
+
+“You would see the _signs of it_ in his face and in his eyes, but the
+feeling of pleasure would be in his mind. Now, I suppose you understand
+what I said, that the value of the plaything consists in the pleasure it
+can awaken in the mind.”
+
+“Yes, mother,” said Rollo.
+
+“There is your jumping man,” said she; “is that a good plaything?”
+
+“Yes,” said Rollo, “my _kicker_. But I don’t care much about it. I don’t
+know where it is now.”
+
+“What was it?” said James. “_I_ never saw it.”
+
+“It was a pasteboard man,” said his mother; “and there was a string
+behind, fixed so that, by pulling it, you could make his arms and legs fly
+about.”
+
+“Yes,” said Rollo, “I called him my _kicker_.”
+
+“You liked it very much, when you first had it.”
+
+“Yes,” said Rollo, “but I don’t think it is very pretty now.”
+
+“That shows what I said was true. When you first had it, it was new, and
+the sight of it gave you pleasure; but the pleasure consisted in the
+novelty and drollery of it, and after a little while, when you became
+familiar with it, it ceased to give you pleasure, and then you did not
+value it. I found it the other day lying on the ground in the yard, and
+took it up and put it away carefully in a drawer.”
+
+“But if the value is all gone, what good does it do to save it?” said
+Rollo.
+
+“The value to _you_ is gone, because you have become familiar with it, and
+so it has lost its power to awaken feelings of pleasure in you. But it has
+still power to give pleasure to other children, who have not seen it, and
+I kept it for them.”
+
+“I should like to see it, very much,” said James. “I never saw such a
+one.”
+
+“I will show it to you some time. Now, this is one kind of
+plaything,--those which please by their _novelty_ only. It is not
+generally best to buy such playthings, for you very soon get familiar with
+them, and then they cease to give you pleasure, and are almost worthless.”
+
+“Only we ought to keep them, if we have them, to show to other boys,” said
+Rollo.
+
+“Yes,” said his mother. “You ought never to throw them away, or leave them
+on the floor, or on the ground.”
+
+“O, the little fool,” said Rollo suddenly.
+
+His mother and James looked up, wondering what Rollo meant. He was looking
+out at the side of the carryall, at something about the wheel.
+
+“What is it,” said his mother.
+
+“Why, here is a large fly trying to light on the wheel, and every time his
+legs touch it, it knocks them away. See! See!”
+
+“Yes, but you must not attend to him now. You must listen to my lecture.
+You promised to give your attention to me.”
+
+So James and Rollo turned away from the window, and began to listen again.
+
+“I have told you now,” said she, “of one kind of playthings--those that
+give pleasure from their _novelty_ only. There is another kind--those that
+give you pleasure by their _use_;--such as a doll, for example.”
+
+“How, mother? Is a doll of any _use_?”
+
+“Yes, in one sense; that is, the girl who has it, _uses_ it continually.
+Perhaps she admired the _looks_ of it, the first day it was given to her;
+but then, after that, she can _use_ it in so many ways, that it continues
+to afford her pleasure for a long time. She can dress and undress it, put
+it to bed, make it sit up for company, and do a great many other things
+with it. When she gets tired of playing with it one day, she puts it away,
+and the next day she thinks of something new to do with it, which she
+never thought of before. Now, which should you think the pleasure you
+should obtain from a ball, would arise from, its _novelty_, or its _use_?”
+
+“Its _use_,” said the boys.
+
+“Yes,” said the mother. “The first sight of a ball would not give you any
+very special pleasure. Its value would consist in the pleasure you would
+take in playing with it.
+
+“Now, it is generally best to buy such playthings as you can use a great
+many times, and in a great many ways; such as a top, a ball, a knife, a
+wheelbarrow. But things that please you only by their _novelty_, will soon
+lose all their power to give you pleasure, and be good for nothing to you.
+Such, for instance, as jumping men, and witches, and funny little images.
+Children are very often deceived in buying their playthings; for those
+things which please by their novelty only, usually please them very much
+for a few minutes, while they are in the shop, and see them for the first
+time; while those things which would last a long time, do not give them
+much pleasure at first.
+
+“There is another kind of playthings I want to tell you about a little,
+and then my lecture will be done. I mean playthings which give _you_
+pleasure, but give _other persons_ pain. A drum and a whistle, for
+example, are disagreeable to other persons; and children, therefore, ought
+not to choose them, unless they have a place to go to, to play with them,
+which will be out of hearing. I have known boys to buy masks to frighten
+other children with, and bows and arrows, which sometimes are the means of
+putting out children’s eyes. So you must consider, when you are choosing
+playthings, first, whether the pleasure they will give you will be from
+the _novelty_ or the _use_; and, secondly, whether, in giving _you_
+pleasure, they will give _any other persons_ pain.
+
+“This is the end of the lecture. Now you may rest a little, and look
+about, and then I will tell you a short story.”
+
+
+
+
+The Young Drivers.
+
+
+They came, about this time, to the foot of a long hill, and Jonas said he
+believed that he would get out and walk up, and he said James might drive
+the horse. So he put the reins into James’s hands, and jumped out. Rollo
+climbed over the seat, and sat by his side. Presently James saw a large
+stone in the road, and he asked Rollo to see how well he could drive round
+it; for as the horse was going, he would have carried one wheel directly
+over it. So he pulled one of the reins, and turned the horse away; but he
+contrived to turn him out just far enough to make the _other_ wheel go
+over the stone. Rollo laughed, and asked him to let him try the next time;
+and James gave him the reins; but there was no other stone till they got
+up to the top of the hill.
+
+Then James said that Rollo might ride on the front seat now, and when
+Jonas got in, he climbed back to the back seat, and took his place by the
+side of Rollo’s mother.
+
+“Come, mother,” then said Rollo, “we are rested enough now: please to
+begin the story.”
+
+“Very well, if you are all ready.”
+
+So she began as follows:--
+
+
+
+    The Story of Shallow, Selfish, and Wise.
+
+
+    Once there were three boys going into town to buy some playthings:
+    their names were Shallow, Selfish, and Wise. Each had half a
+    dollar. Shallow carried his in his hand, tossing it up in the air,
+    and catching it, as he went along. Selfish kept teasing his mother
+    to give him some more money: half a dollar, he said, was not
+    enough. Wise walked along quietly, with his cash safe in his
+    pocket.
+
+    Presently Shallow missed catching his half dollar, and--chink--it
+    went, on the sidewalk, and it rolled along down into a crack under
+    a building. Then he began to cry. Selfish stood by, holding his
+    own money tight in his hands, and said he did not pity Shallow at
+    all; it was good enough for him; he had no business to be tossing
+    it up. Wise came up, and tried to get the money out with a stick,
+    but he could not. He told Shallow not to cry; said he was sorry he
+    had lost his money, and that he would give him half of his, as
+    soon as they could get it changed at the shop.
+
+    So they walked along to the toy-shop.
+
+    Their mother said that each one might choose his own plaything; so
+    they began to look around on the counter and shelves.
+
+    After a while, Shallow began to laugh very loud and heartily at
+    something he found. It was an image of a grinning monkey. It
+    looked very droll indeed. Shallow asked Wise to come and see. Wise
+    laughed at it too, but said he should not want to buy it, as he
+    thought he should soon get tired of laughing at any thing, if it
+    was ever so droll.
+
+    Shallow was sure that he should never get tired of laughing at so
+    very droll a thing as the grinning monkey; and he decided to buy
+    it, if Wise would give him half of his money; and so Wise did.
+
+    Selfish found a rattle, a large, noisy rattle, and went to
+    springing it until they were all tired of hearing the noise.
+
+    “I think I shall buy this,” said he. “I can make believe that
+    there is a fire, and can run about springing my rattle, and
+    crying, ‘Fire! Fire!’ or I can play that a thief is breaking into
+    a store, and can rattle my rattle at him, and call out, ‘Stop
+    thief!’ ”
+
+    “But that will disturb all the people in the house,” said Wise.
+
+    “What care I for that?” said Selfish.
+
+    Selfish found that the price of his rattle was not so much as the
+    half dollar; so he laid out the rest of it in cake, and sat down
+    on a box, and began to eat it.
+
+    Wise passed by all the images and gaudy toys, only good to look at
+    a few times, and chose a soft ball, and finding that that did not
+    take all of his half of the money, he purchased a little morocco
+    box with an inkstand, some wafers, and one or two short pens in
+    it. Shallow told him that was not a plaything; it was only fit for
+    a school; and as to his ball, he did not think much of that.
+
+    Wise said he thought they could all play with the ball a great
+    many times, and he thought, too, that he should like his little
+    inkstand rainy days and winter evenings.
+
+    So the boys walked along home. Shallow stopped every moment to
+    laugh at his monkey, and Selfish to spring his rattle; and they
+    looked with contempt on Wise’s ball, which he carried quietly in
+    one hand, and his box done up in brown paper in the other.
+
+    When they got home, Shallow ran in to show his monkey. The people
+    smiled a little, but did not take much notice of it; and, in fact,
+    it did not look half so funny, even to himself, as it did in the
+    shop. In a short time, it did not make him laugh at all, and then
+    he was vexed and angry with it. He said he meant to go and throw
+    the ugly old baboon away; he was tired of seeing that same old
+    grin on his face all the time. So he went and threw it over the
+    wall.
+
+    Selfish ate his cake up, on his way home. He would not give his
+    brothers any, for he said they had had their money as well as he.
+    When he got home, he went about the house, up and down, through
+    parlor and chamber, kitchen and shed, springing his rattle, and
+    calling out, “Stop thief! Stop thief!” or “Fire! Fire!” Every body
+    got tired, and asked him to be still; but he did not mind, until,
+    at last, his father took his rattle away from him, and put it up
+    on a high shelf.
+
+    Then Selfish and Shallow went out and found Wise playing
+    beautifully with his ball in the yard; and he invited them to play
+    with him. They would toss it up against the wall, and learn to
+    catch it when it came down; and then they made some bat-sticks,
+    and knocked it back and forth to one another, about the yard. The
+    more they played with the ball, the more they liked it, and, as
+    Wise was always very careful not to play near any holes, and to
+    put it away safe when he had done with it, he kept it a long time,
+    and gave them pleasure a great many times all summer long.
+
+    And then his inkstand box was a great treasure. He would get it
+    out in the long winter evenings, and lend Selfish and Shallow,
+    each, one of his pens; and they would all sit at the table, and
+    make pictures, and write little letters, and seal them with small
+    bits of the wafers. In fact, Wise kept his inkstand box safe till
+    he grew up to be a man.
+
+    That is the end of the story.
+
+
+
+
+The Toy-Shop.
+
+
+“I wish I could get an inkstand box,” said Rollo, when the story was
+finished.
+
+“I think he was very foolish to throw away his grinning monkey,” said
+James, “I wish I could see a grinning monkey.”
+
+They continued talking about this story some time, and at length they drew
+nigh to the city. They drove to a stable, where Jonas had the horse put
+up, and then they all walked on in search of a toy-shop.
+
+They passed along through one or two streets, walking very slowly, so that
+the boys might look at the pictures and curious things in the shop
+windows. At length they came to a toy-shop, and all went in.
+
+They saw at once a great number and variety of playthings exhibited to
+view. All around the floor were arranged horses on wheels, little carts,
+wagons, and baskets. The counter had a great variety of images and
+figures,--birds that would peep, and dogs that would bark, and drummers
+that would drum--all by just turning a little handle. Then the shelves and
+the window were filled with all sorts of boxes, and whips, and puzzles,
+and tea-sets, and dolls, dressed and not dressed. There were bows and
+arrows, and darts, and jumping ropes, and glass dogs, and little
+rocking-horses, and a thousand other things.
+
+When the boys first came in, there was a little girl standing by the
+counter with a small slate in her hand. She looked like a poor girl,
+though she was neat and tidy in her dress. She was talking with the
+shopman about the slate.
+
+“Don’t you think,” said she, “you could let me have it for ten cents?”
+
+“No,” said he, “I could not afford it for less than fifteen. It cost me
+more than ten.”
+
+The little girl laid the slate down, and looked disappointed and sad.
+Rollo’s mother came up to her, took up the slate, and said,
+
+“I should think you had better give him fifteen cents. It is a very good
+slate. It is worth as much as that, certainly.”
+
+“Yes, madam, so I tell her,” said the shopman.
+
+“But I have not got but ten cents,” said the little girl.
+
+“Have not you?” said Rollo’s mother. She stood still thinking a moment,
+and then she asked the little girl what her name was.
+
+She said it was Maria.
+
+She asked her what she wanted the slate for; and Maria said it was to do
+sums on, at school. She wanted to study arithmetic, and could not do so
+without a slate.
+
+Jonas then came forward, and said that he should like to give her five
+cents of Georgie’s money, and that, with the ten she had, would be enough.
+He said that Georgie had given him authority to do what he thought best
+with his money, and he knew, if Georgie was here, he would wish to help
+the little girl.
+
+Rollo and James were both sorry they had not thought of it themselves;
+and, as soon as Jonas mentioned it, they wanted to give some of their
+money to the girl; but Jonas said he knew that Georgie would prefer to do
+it. At last, however, it was agreed that Rollo and James should furnish
+one cent each, and Georgie the rest. This was all agreed upon after a low
+conversation by themselves in a corner of the store; and then Jonas came
+forward, and told the shopman that they were going to pay the additional
+five cents, and that he might let the girl have the slate. So Jonas paid
+the money, and it was agreed that Rollo and James should pay him back
+their share, when they got their money changed. The boys were very much
+pleased to see the little girl go away so happy with her slate in her
+hand. It was neatly done up in paper, with two pencils which the shopman
+gave her, done up inside.
+
+After Maria was gone, the boys looked around the shop, but could not find
+any thing which exactly pleased them; or at least they could not find any
+thing which pleased them so much more than any thing else, that they could
+decide in favor of it. So they concluded to walk along, and look at
+another shop.
+
+They succeeded at last in finding some playthings that they liked, and
+Jonas bought a variety of useful things for Georgie. On their way home,
+the carryall stopped at the house where Lucy lived and Rollo’s mother left
+him and James there, to show Lucy their playthings.
+
+One of the things they bought was a little boat with two sails, and they
+went down behind the house to sail it. The other playthings and books they
+carried down too, and had a fine time playing with them, with Lucy and
+another little girl who was visiting her that afternoon.
+
+
+
+
+
+                  -------------------------------------
+
+
+
+
+
+THE ROLLO SERIES
+
+IS COMPOSED OF FOURTEEN VOLUMES, VIZ.
+
+      Rollo Learning to Talk.
+      Rollo Learning to Read.
+      Rollo at Work.
+      Rollo at Play.
+      Rollo at School.
+      Rollo’s Vacation.
+      Rollo’s Experiments.
+      Rollo’s Museum.
+      Rollo’s Travels.
+      Rollo’s Correspondence.
+      Rollo’s Philosophy--Water.
+      Rollo’s Philosophy--Air.
+      Rollo’s Philosophy--Fire.
+      Rollo’s Philosophy--Sky.
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+***FINIS***
+
+
+
+
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+<div style='display:block; margin-top:1em; margin-bottom:1em; margin-left:2em; text-indent:-2em'>Title: Rollo at Work</div>
+<div style='display:block; margin-top:1em; margin-bottom:1em; margin-left:2em; text-indent:-2em'>Author: Jacob Abbott</div>
+<div style='display:block; margin:1em 0'>Release Date: May 1, 2008 [eBook #25274]<br />
+[Most recently updated: October 19, 2021]</div>
+<div style='display:block; margin:1em 0'>Language: English</div>
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+<div style='margin-top:2em; margin-bottom:4em'>*** START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK ROLLO AT WORK ***</div>
+
+<div class="tei tei-div" style="margin-bottom: 5.00em; margin-top: 5.00em">
+  
+</div>
+
+<div class="shaded tei tei-div" style="margin-bottom: 5.00em; margin-top: 5.00em">
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Transcriber's Notes:</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">The original print starts with a list of novels from the <span class="tei tei-q">“Rollo series”</span>.
+This information has been moved to the back of the book.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Unusual spellings that are used consistently have been kept as they were
+found in the source. Some punctuation errors have been corrected
+silently. All other corrections are declared in the TEI master file,
+using the usual TEI elements for corrections.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">In particular, four asterisks that appear to be footnote marks without a
+corresponding footnote have been deleted.</p>
+
+</div>
+
+<hr class="doublepage" /><div class="tei tei-div" style="margin-bottom: 5.00em; margin-top: 5.00em">
+  <p class="tei tei-p" style="text-align: center; margin-bottom: 1.20em"><span style="font-size: 120%; font-weight: 700">The</span></p>
+  <p class="tei tei-p" style="text-align: center; margin-bottom: 1.73em"><span style="font-size: 173%; font-weight: 700">Rollo Books</span></p>
+  <p class="tei tei-p" style="text-align: center; margin-bottom: 1.20em"><span style="font-size: 120%; font-weight: 700">by</span></p>
+  <p class="tei tei-p" style="text-align: center; margin-bottom: 1.44em"><span style="font-size: 144%; font-weight: 700">Jacob Abbott</span></p>
+  
+
+
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"></p><div class="tei tei-figure" style="text-align: center"><img src="images/i003.jpg" width="480" height="800" alt="The Rollo Books by Jacob Abbott. Boston, Phillips, Sampson, &amp; Co." title="The Rollo Books by Jacob Abbott. Boston, Phillips, Sampson, &amp; Co." /><div class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: center; margin-bottom: 1.00em; margin-top: 1.00em">The Rollo Books by Jacob Abbott. Boston, Phillips, Sampson, &amp; 
+Co.</div></div>
+
+
+    
+  <p class="tei tei-p" style="text-align: center; margin-bottom: 1.20em"><span style="font-size: 120%; font-weight: 700">Boston, Phillips, Sampson, &amp; Co.</span></p>
+  
+  <div class="tei tei-tb"><hr style="width: 50%" /></div>
+  
+  <p class="tei tei-p" style="text-align: center; margin-bottom: 1.73em"><span style="font-size: 173%; font-weight: 700">Rollo At Work</span></p>
+  <p class="tei tei-p" style="text-align: center; margin-bottom: 1.20em"><span style="font-size: 120%; font-weight: 700">Or</span></p>
+  <p class="tei tei-p" style="text-align: center; margin-bottom: 1.44em"><span style="font-size: 144%; font-weight: 700">The Way to Be Industrious</span></p>
+  
+  <div class="tei tei-tb"><hr style="width: 50%" /></div>
+
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="tei tei-div" style="margin-bottom: 5.00em; margin-top: 5.00em">
+<h1 class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 3.46em; margin-top: 3.46em"><span style="font-size: 173%">Notice to Parents.</span></h1>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Although this little work, and its fellow, <span class="tei tei-q">“<span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-variant: small-caps">Rollo At 
+Play</span></span>,”</span> are intended
+principally as a means of entertainment for their little readers, it is
+hoped by the writer that they may aid in accomplishing some of the
+following useful purposes:—</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">1. In cultivating <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">the thinking powers</span></span>; as frequent 
+occasions occur, in
+which the incidents of the narrative, and the conversations arising from
+them, are intended to awaken and engage the reasoning and reflective
+faculties of the little readers.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">2. In promoting the progress of children <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">in reading</span></span> 
+and in knowledge
+of language; for the diction of the stories is intended to be often in
+advance of the natural language of the reader, and yet so used as to be
+explained by the connection.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">3. In cultivating the <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">amiable and gentle qualities of the 
+heart</span></span>. The
+scenes are laid in quiet and virtuous life, and the character and
+conduct described are generally—with the exception of some of the
+ordinary exhibitions of childish folly—character and conduct to be
+imitated; for it is generally better, in dealing with children, to
+allure them to what is right by agreeable pictures of it, than to
+attempt to drive them to it by repulsive delineations of what is wrong.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="tei tei-div" style="margin-bottom: 5.00em; margin-top: 5.00em">
+  <h1 class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 3.46em; margin-top: 3.46em"><span style="font-size: 173%">Contents</span></h1>
+  <ul class="tei tei-index tei-index-toc"><li><a href="#toc2">Story 1. Labor Lost</a></li><li style="margin-left: 2em"><a href="#toc4">Elky.</a></li><li style="margin-left: 2em"><a href="#toc6">Preparations.</a></li><li style="margin-left: 2em"><a href="#toc8">A Bad Beginning.</a></li><li style="margin-left: 2em"><a href="#toc10">What Rollo Might Do.</a></li><li style="margin-left: 2em"><a href="#toc12">A New Plan.</a></li><li style="margin-left: 2em"><a href="#toc15">Hirrup! Hirrup!</a></li><li style="margin-left: 2em"><a href="#toc17">An Overturn.</a></li><li><a href="#toc19">Story 2. The Two Little Wheelbarrows.</a></li><li style="margin-left: 2em"><a href="#toc21">Rides.</a></li><li style="margin-left: 2em"><a href="#toc23">The Corporal's.</a></li><li style="margin-left: 2em"><a href="#toc26">The Old Nails.</a></li><li style="margin-left: 2em"><a href="#toc28">A Conversation.</a></li><li style="margin-left: 2em"><a href="#toc30">Rollo Learns to Work at Last.</a></li><li style="margin-left: 2em"><a href="#toc32">The Corporal's Again.</a></li><li><a href="#toc35">Story 3. Causey-Building.</a></li><li style="margin-left: 2em"><a href="#toc37">Sand-Men.</a></li><li style="margin-left: 2em"><a href="#toc39">The Gray Garden.</a></li><li style="margin-left: 2em"><a href="#toc41">A Contract.</a></li><li style="margin-left: 2em"><a href="#toc43">Instructions.</a></li><li style="margin-left: 2em"><a href="#toc46">Keeping Tally.</a></li><li style="margin-left: 2em"><a href="#toc48">Rights Defined.</a></li><li style="margin-left: 2em"><a href="#toc50">Calculation.</a></li><li><a href="#toc52">Story 4. Rollo's Garden.</a></li><li style="margin-left: 2em"><a href="#toc54">Farmer Cropwell.</a></li><li style="margin-left: 2em"><a href="#toc57">Work and Play.</a></li><li style="margin-left: 2em"><a href="#toc59">Planting.</a></li><li style="margin-left: 2em"><a href="#toc61">The Trying Time.</a></li><li style="margin-left: 2em"><a href="#toc63">A Narrow Escape.</a></li><li style="margin-left: 2em"><a href="#toc66">Advice.</a></li><li><a href="#toc68">Story 5. The Apple-Gathering.</a></li><li style="margin-left: 2em"><a href="#toc70">The Garden-House.</a></li><li style="margin-left: 2em"><a href="#toc72">Jolly.</a></li><li style="margin-left: 2em"><a href="#toc74">The Pet Lamb.</a></li><li style="margin-left: 2em"><a href="#toc76">The Meadow-Russet.</a></li><li style="margin-left: 2em"><a href="#toc79">Insubordination.</a></li><li style="margin-left: 2em"><a href="#toc81">Subordination.</a></li><li style="margin-left: 2em"><a href="#toc84">The New Plan Tried.</a></li><li style="margin-left: 2em"><a href="#toc86">A Present.</a></li><li style="margin-left: 2em"><a href="#toc88">The Strawberry-Bed.</a></li><li style="margin-left: 2em"><a href="#toc90">The Farmer's Story.</a></li><li><a href="#toc92">Story 6. Georgie.</a></li><li style="margin-left: 2em"><a href="#toc94">The Little Landing.</a></li><li style="margin-left: 2em"><a href="#toc96">Georgie's Money.</a></li><li style="margin-left: 2em"><a href="#toc98">Two Good Friends.</a></li><li style="margin-left: 2em"><a href="#toc101">A Lecture On Playthings.</a></li><li style="margin-left: 2em"><a href="#toc103">The Young Drivers.</a></li><li style="margin-left: 2em"><a href="#toc105">The Toy-Shop.</a></li></ul>
+</div>
+
+<div class="tei tei-div" style="margin-bottom: 5.00em; margin-top: 5.00em">
+  <h1 class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 3.46em; margin-top: 3.46em"><span style="font-size: 173%">Engravings</span></h1>
+  <ul class="tei tei-index tei-index-figlist"><li><a href="#figlist1">Rollo Digging Holes in the Ground.</a></li><li><a href="#figlist14">Too Heavy.</a></li><li><a href="#figlist25">The Corporal's.</a></li><li><a href="#figlist34">Rollo Took Hold of His Wheelbarrow.</a></li><li><a href="#figlist45">The Cows.</a></li><li><a href="#figlist56">The Bull Chained by the Nose.</a></li><li><a href="#figlist65">Work in the Rain.</a></li><li><a href="#figlist78">The Harvesting Party.</a></li><li><a href="#figlist83">There, Said He, See How Men Work.</a></li><li><a href="#figlist100">Georgie's Apples.</a></li></ul>
+</div>
+
+<div class="tei tei-body" style="margin-bottom: 6.00em; margin-top: 6.00em">
+
+
+
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><a name="figlist1" id="figlist1"></a></p><div class="tei tei-figure" style="text-align: center"><img src="images/i009.jpg" width="480" height="730" alt="Rollo Digging Holes in the Ground." title="Rollo Digging Holes in the Ground." /><div class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: center; margin-bottom: 1.00em; margin-top: 1.00em">Rollo Digging Holes in the Ground.</div></div>
+
+
+
+
+<div class="tei tei-div" style="margin-bottom: 5.00em; margin-top: 5.00em">
+
+<a name="toc2" id="toc2"></a>
+<a name="pdf3" id="pdf3"></a>
+<h1 class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 3.46em; margin-top: 3.46em"><span style="font-size: 173%">Labor Lost.</span></h1>
+
+
+<div class="tei tei-div" style="margin-bottom: 4.00em; margin-top: 4.00em">
+<span class="tei tei-pb" id="page7">[pg 7]</span>
+<a name="toc4" id="toc4"></a>
+<a name="pdf5" id="pdf5"></a>
+<h2 class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 2.88em; margin-top: 2.88em"><span style="font-size: 144%">Elky.</span></h2>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">When Rollo was between five and six years old, he was one day at work in
+his little garden, planting some beans. His father had given him a
+little square bed in a corner of the garden, which he had planted with
+corn two days before. He watched his corn impatiently for two days, and,
+as it did not come up, he thought he would plant it again with beans. He
+ought to have waited longer.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">He was sitting on a little cricket, digging holes in the ground, when he
+heard a sudden noise. He started up, and saw a strange, monstrous head
+looking at him over the garden wall. He jumped up, <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page8">[pg 8]</span>and ran as fast as
+he could towards the house.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">It happened that Jonas, the boy, was at that time at work in the yard,
+cutting wood, and he called out, <span class="tei tei-q">“What is the matter, Rollo?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo had just looked round, and seeing that the head remained still
+where it was, he was a little ashamed of his fears; so at first he did
+not answer, but walked along towards Jonas.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“That's the colt,”</span> said Jonas; <span class="tei tei-q">“should not you like to go and see 
+him?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo looked round again, and true enough, it was a small horse's head
+that was over the wall. It looked smaller now than it did when he first
+saw it.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Now there was behind the garden a green field, with scattered trees upon
+it, and a thick wood at the farther side. Jonas took Rollo by the hand,
+and led him back into the garden, towards the colt. The colt took his
+head back over the fence as they approached, and walked away. He was now
+afraid of Rollo. Jonas and Rollo climbed up upon a stile which was built
+there against the fence, and saw the colt trotting away slowly <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page9">[pg 9]</span>down
+towards the wood, looking back at Rollo and Jonas, by bending his head
+every minute, first on one side, and then on the other.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“There comes father,”</span> said Rollo.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Jonas looked and saw Rollo's father coming out of the wood, leading a
+horse. The colt and the horse had been feeding together in the field,
+and Rollo's father had caught the horse, for he wanted to take a ride.
+Rollo's father had a little basket in his hand, and when he saw the colt
+coming towards him, he held it up and called him, <span class="tei tei-q">“<span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">Elky, 
+Elky, Elky,
+Elky</span></span>,”</span> for the colt's name was Elkin, though they often called him
+Elky. Elkin walked slowly up to the basket, and put his nose in it. He
+found that there were some oats in it; and Rollo's father poured them
+out on the grass, and then stood by, patting Elky's head and neck while
+he ate them. Rollo thought his head looked beautifully; he 
+wondered how
+he could have been afraid of it.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo's father led the horse across the field, through a gate, into a
+green lane <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page10">[pg 10]</span>which led along the side of the garden towards the house;
+and Rollo said he would run round into the lane and meet him. So he
+jumped off of the stile, and ran up the garden, and Jonas followed him,
+and went back to his work.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo ran round to meet his father, who was coming up the green lane,
+leading the horse with a rope round his neck.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Father,”</span> said Rollo, <span class="tei tei-q">“could you put me on?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">His father smiled, and lifted Rollo up carefully, and placed him on the
+horse's back. Then he walked slowly along.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Father,”</span> said Rollo, <span class="tei tei-q">“are you going away?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Yes,”</span> said he, <span class="tei tei-q">“I am going to ride away in the wagon.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Why did not you catch Elky, and let him draw you?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Elky? O, Elky is not old enough to work.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Not old enough to work!”</span> said Rollo, <span class="tei tei-q">“Why, he is pretty big. He is
+almost as big as the horse. I should think he could draw you alone in
+the wagon.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Perhaps he is strong enough for that; but Elky has never learned to
+work yet.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page11">[pg 11]</span><span class="tei tei-q">“Never learned!”</span> said Rollo, in great surprise. <span class="tei tei-q">“Do
+horses 
+have to <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">learn</span></span> to work? Why, they have nothing to do but 
+to pull.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Why, suppose,”</span> said his father, <span class="tei tei-q">“that he should dart off at once as
+soon as he is harnessed, and pull with all his strength, and furiously.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“O, he must not do so: he must pull gently and slowly.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Well, suppose he pulls gently a minute, and then stops and looks round,
+and then I tell him to go on, and he pulls a minute again, and then
+stops and looks round.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“O no,”</span> said Rollo, laughing, <span class="tei tei-q">“he must not do so; he must keep pulling
+steadily all the time.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Yes, so you see he has something more to do than merely to pull; he
+must pull right, and he must be taught to do this. Besides, he must
+learn to obey all my various commands. Why, a horse needs to be taught
+to work as much as a boy.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Why, father, I can work; and I have never been taught.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“O no,”</span> said his father, smiling, <span class="tei tei-q">“you cannot work.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page12">[pg 12]</span><span class="tei tei-q">“I can plant beans,”</span> said Rollo.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Just then, Rollo, who was all this time riding on the horse, looked down
+from his high seat into a little bush by the side of the road, and saw
+there a little bunch that looked like a birdsnest; and he said, <span class="tei tei-q">“O,
+father, please to take me down; I want to look at that birdsnest.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">His father knew that he would not hurt the birdsnest; so he took him off
+of the horse, and put him on the ground. Then he walked on with the
+horse, and Rollo turned back to see the nest. He climbed up upon a log
+that lay by the side of the bush, and then gently opened the branches
+and looked in. Four little, unfledged birds lifted up their heads, and
+opened their mouths wide. They heard the noise which Rollo made, and
+thought it was their mother come to feed them.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Ah, you little dickeys,”</span> said Rollo; <span class="tei tei-q">“hungry, are you? 
+<span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">I</span></span> have not got any thing for you to eat.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo looked at them a little while, and then slowly got down and walked
+along up the lane, saying to himself, <span class="tei tei-q">“<span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">They</span></span> are not
+big 
+enough to work, at any rate, but <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">I</span></span> am, I know, and I do 
+not believe but that <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">Elky</span></span> is.”</span></p>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="tei tei-div" style="margin-bottom: 4.00em; margin-top: 4.00em">
+<span class="tei tei-pb" id="page13">[pg 13]</span>
+<a name="toc6" id="toc6"></a>
+<a name="pdf7" id="pdf7"></a>
+<h2 class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 2.88em; margin-top: 2.88em"><span style="font-size: 144%">Preparations.</span></h2>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">When Rollo got back into the yard, he found his father just getting into
+the wagon to go away. Jonas stood by the horse, having just finished
+harnessing him.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Father,”</span> said Rollo, <span class="tei tei-q">“I can work. You thought I could not work, but I
+can. I am going to work to-day while you are gone.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Are you?”</span> said his father. <span class="tei tei-q">“Very well; I should be glad to have
+you.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“What should you like to have me do?”</span> asked Rollo.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“O, you may pick up chips, or pile that short wood in the shed. But
+stand back from the wheel, for I am going to start now.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">So Rollo stood back, and his father drew up the reins which Jonas had
+just put into his hands, and guided the horse slowly and carefully out
+of the yard. Rollo ran along behind the wagon as far as the gate, to see
+his father go off, and stood there a few minutes, watching him as he
+rode along, until he disappeared at <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page14">[pg 14]</span>a turn in the road. He then came
+back to the yard, and sat down on a log by the side of Jonas, who was
+busily at work mending the wheelbarrow.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo sat singing to himself for some time, and then he said,</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Jonas, father thinks I am not big enough to work; don't you think I
+am?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“I don't know,”</span> said Jonas, hesitating. <span class="tei tei-q">“You do not seem to be very
+industrious just now.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“O, I am resting now,”</span> said Rollo; <span class="tei tei-q">“I am going to work pretty
+soon.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“What are you resting from?”</span> said Jonas.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“O, I am resting because I am tired.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“What are you tired of?”</span> said Jonas. <span class="tei tei-q">“What have you been
+doing?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo had no answer at hand, for he had not been doing any thing at all.
+The truth was, it was pleasanter for him to sit on the log and sing, and
+see Jonas mend the wheelbarrow, than to go to work himself; and he
+mistook that feeling for being tired. Boys often do so when they are set
+to work.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo, finding that he had no excuse for sitting there any longer,
+presently got up, <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page15">[pg 15]</span>and sauntered along towards the house, saying that
+he
+was going to work, picking up chips.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Now there was, in a certain corner of the yard, a considerable space
+covered with chips, which were the ones that Rollo had to pick up. He
+knew that his father wished to have them put into a kind of a bin in the
+shed, called the <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">chip-bin</span></span>. So he went into the house for
+a basket.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">He found his mother busy; and she said she could not go and get a basket
+for him; but she told him the chip-basket was probably in its place in
+the shed, and he might go and get that.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“But,”</span> said Rollo, <span class="tei tei-q">“that is too large. I cannot lift that great basket
+full of chips.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“You need not fill it full then,”</span> said his mother. <span class="tei tei-q">“Put in just as
+many
+as you can easily carry.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo still objected, saying that he wanted her very much to go and get
+a smaller one. He could not work without a smaller one.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Very well,”</span> said she, <span class="tei tei-q">“I would rather that you should not work then.
+The in<span class="tei tei-pb" id="page16">[pg 16]</span>terruption to me to get up now, and go to look for a smaller
+basket, will be greater than all the good you will do in picking up
+chips.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo then told her that his father wanted him to work, and he related
+to her all the conversation they had had. She then thought that she had
+better do all in her power to give Rollo a fair experiment; so she left
+her work, went down, got him a basket which he said was just big enough,
+and left him at the door, going out to his work in the yard.</p>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="tei tei-div" style="margin-bottom: 4.00em; margin-top: 4.00em">
+<a name="toc8" id="toc8"></a>
+<a name="pdf9" id="pdf9"></a>
+<h2 class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 2.88em; margin-top: 2.88em"><span style="font-size: 144%">A Bad Beginning.</span></h2>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo sat down on the chips, and began picking them up, all around him,
+and throwing them into his basket. He soon filled it up, and then lugged
+it in, emptied it into the chip-bin, and then returned, and began to
+fill it again.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">He had not got his basket more than half full the second time, before he
+came upon some very large chips, which were so square and flat, that he
+thought they would be good to build houses with. He <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page17">[pg 17]</span>thought he would
+just try them a little, and began to stand them up in such a manner as
+to make the four walls of a house. He found, however, an unexpected
+difficulty; for although the chips were large and square, yet the edges
+were so sharp that they would not stand up very well.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Some time was spent in trying experiments with them in various ways; but
+he could not succeed very well; so he began again industriously to put
+them into his basket.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">When he got the basket nearly full, the second time, he thought he was
+tired, and that it would be a good plan to take a little time for rest;
+and he would go and see Jonas a little while.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Now his various interruptions and delays, his conversation with his
+mother, the delay in getting the basket, and his house-building, had
+occupied considerable time; so that, when he went back to Jonas, it was
+full half an hour from the time when he left him; and he found that
+Jonas had finished mending the wheelbarrow, and had put it in its place,
+and was just going away himself into the field.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page18">[pg 18]</span><span class="tei tei-q">“Well, Rollo,”</span> said he, <span class="tei tei-q">“how do you get along with your
+work?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“O, very well,”</span> said Rollo; <span class="tei tei-q">“I have been picking up chips all the time
+since I went away from you.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo did not mean to tell a falsehood. But he was not aware how much of
+his time he had idled away.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“And how many have you got in?”</span> said Jonas.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Guess,”</span> said Rollo.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Six baskets full,”</span> said Jonas.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“No,”</span> said Rollo.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Eight.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“No; not so many.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“How many, then?”</span> said Jonas, who began to be tired of guessing.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Two; that is, I have got one in, and the other is almost full.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Only two?”</span> said Jonas. <span class="tei tei-q">“Then you cannot have worked very steadily.
+Come
+here and I will show you how to work.”</span></p>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="tei tei-div" style="margin-bottom: 4.00em; margin-top: 4.00em">
+<a name="toc10" id="toc10"></a>
+<a name="pdf11" id="pdf11"></a>
+<h2 class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 2.88em; margin-top: 2.88em"><span style="font-size: 144%">What Rollo Might Do.</span></h2>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">So Jonas walked along to the chips, and asked Rollo to fill up that
+basket, and <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page19">[pg 19]</span>carry it, and then come back, and he would tell him.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">So Rollo filled up the basket, carried it to the bin, and came back very
+soon. Jonas told him then to fill it up again as full as it was before.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“There,”</span> said Jonas, when it was done, <span class="tei tei-q">“now it is as full as the other
+was, and I should think you have been less than two minutes in doing it.
+We will call it two minutes. Two minutes for each basket full would make
+thirty baskets full in an hour. Now, I don't think there are more than
+thirty baskets full in all; so that, if you work steadily, but without
+hurrying any, you would get them all in in an hour.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“In an hour?”</span> said Rollo. <span class="tei tei-q">“Could I get them all in in an hour?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Yes,”</span> said Jonas, <span class="tei tei-q">“I have no doubt you can. But you must not hurry
+and
+get tired out. Work moderately, but <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">steadily</span></span>;—that
+is the way.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">So Jonas went to the field, leaving Rollo to go on with his thirty
+baskets. Rollo thought it would be a fine thing to get the chips all in
+before his father should come home, and he went to work very busily
+filling his basket the third time.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page20">[pg 20]</span><span class="tei tei-q">“I can do it quicker,”</span> said he to himself. <span class="tei tei-q">“I can fill the
+basket a
+great deal faster than that. I will get it all done in half an hour.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">So he began to throw in the chips as fast as possible, taking up very
+large ones too, and tossing them in in any way. Now it happened that he
+did fill it this time very quick; for the basket being small, and the
+chips that he now selected very large, they did not pack well, but lay
+up in every direction, so as apparently to fill up the basket quite
+full, when, in fact, there were great empty spaces in it; and when he
+took it up to carry it, it felt very light, because it was in great part
+empty.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">He ran along with it, forgetting Jonas's advice not to hurry, and
+thinking that the reason why it seemed so light was because he was so
+strong. When he got to the coal-bin, the chips would not come out
+easily. They were so large that they had got wedged between the sides of
+the basket, and he had hard work to get them out.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">This fretted him, and cooled his ardor somewhat; he walked back rather
+slowly, and began again to fill his basket.</p>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="tei tei-div" style="margin-bottom: 4.00em; margin-top: 4.00em">
+<span class="tei tei-pb" id="page21">[pg 21]</span>
+<a name="toc12" id="toc12"></a>
+<a name="pdf13" id="pdf13"></a>
+<h2 class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 2.88em; margin-top: 2.88em"><span style="font-size: 144%">A New Plan.</span></h2>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Before he had got many chips in it, however, he happened to think that
+the wheelbarrow would be a better thing to get them in with. They would
+not stick in that as they did in the basket. <span class="tei tei-q">“Men always use a
+wheelbarrow,”</span> he said to himself, <span class="tei tei-q">“and why should not I?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">So he turned the chips out of his basket, thus losing so much labor, and
+went after the wheelbarrow. He spent some time in looking to see how
+Jonas had mended it, and then he attempted to wheel it along to the
+chips. He found it quite heavy; but he contrived to get it along, and
+after losing considerable time in various delays, he at last had it
+fairly on the ground, and began to fill it.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">He found that the chips would go into the wheelbarrow beautifully, and
+he was quite pleased with his own ingenuity in thinking of it. He
+thought he would take a noble load, and so he filled it almost full, but
+it took a long time to do it, for the wheelbarrow was so large that he
+got tired, and stopped several times to rest.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page22">[pg 22]</span>When, at length, it was full, he took hold of the handles, and
+lifted
+away upon it. He found it very heavy. He made another desperate effort,
+and succeeded in raising it from the ground a little; but unluckily, as
+wheelbarrows are very apt to do when the load is too heavy for the
+workman, it tipped down to one side, and, though Rollo exerted all his
+strength to save it, it was in vain.</p>
+
+
+
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><a name="figlist14" id="figlist14"></a></p><div class="tei tei-figure" style="text-align: center"><img src="images/i025.jpg" width="480" height="480" alt="Too Heavy." title="Too Heavy." /><div class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: center; margin-bottom: 1.00em; margin-top: 1.00em">Too Heavy.</div></div>
+
+
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page23">[pg 23]</span>Over went the wheelbarrow, and about half of the chips were
+poured out
+upon the ground again.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“O dear me!”</span> said Rollo; <span class="tei tei-q">“I wish this wheelbarrow was not so
+heavy.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">He sat down on the side of the wheelbarrow for a time in despair. He had
+a great mind to give up work for that day. He thought he had done
+enough; he was tired. But, then, when he reflected that he had only got
+in three small baskets of chips, and that his father would see that it
+was really true, as he had supposed, that Rollo could not work, he felt
+a little ashamed to stop.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">So he tipped the wheelbarrow back, which he could easily do now that the
+load was half out, and thought he would wheel those along, and take the
+rest next time.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">By great exertions he contrived to stagger along a little way with this
+load, until presently the wheel settled into a little low place in the
+path, and he could not move it any farther. This worried and troubled
+him again. He tried to draw the wheelbarrow back, as he had often seen
+Jonas do in similar cases, but in vain. It would not move back or
+forwards. <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page24">[pg 24]</span>Then he went round to the wheel, and pulled upon that; but
+it
+would not do. The wheel held its place immovably.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo sat down on the grass a minute or two, wishing that he had not
+touched the wheelbarrow. It was unwise for him to have left his basket,
+his regular and proper mode of carrying the chips, to try experiments
+with the wheelbarrow, which he was not at all accustomed to. And now the
+proper course for him to have taken, would have been to leave the
+wheelbarrow where it was, go and get the basket, take out the chips from
+the wheelbarrow, and carry them, a basket full at a time, to the bin,
+then take the wheelbarrow to its place, and go on with his work in the
+way he began.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">But Rollo, like all other boys who have not learned to work, was more
+inclined to get somebody to help him do what was beyond his own
+strength, than to go quietly on alone in doing what he himself was able
+to do. So he left the wheelbarrow, and went into the house to try to
+find somebody to help him.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">He came first into the kitchen, where Mary was at work getting dinner,
+and he <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page25">[pg 25]</span>asked her to come out and help him get his wheelbarrow out of
+a
+hole. Mary said she could not come then, but, if he would wait a few
+minutes, she would. Rollo could not wait, but went off in pursuit of his
+mother.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Mother,”</span> said he, as he opened the door into her chamber, <span class="tei tei-q">“could not
+you come out and help me get my wheelbarrow along?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“What wheelbarrow?”</span> said his mother.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Why, the great wheelbarrow. I am wheeling chips in it, and I cannot get
+it along.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“I thought you were picking up chips in the basket I got for you.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Yes, mother, I did a little while; but I thought I could get them along
+faster with the wheelbarrow.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“And, instead of that, it seems you cannot get them along at all.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Why, mother, it is only one little place. It is in a little hole. If I
+could only get it out of that little hole, it would go very well.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“But it seems to me you are not a very profitable workman, Rollo, after
+all. You wanted me very much to go and get you <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page26">[pg 26]</span>a small basket,
+because
+the common basket was too large and heavy; so I left my work, and went
+and got it for you. But you soon lay it aside, and go, of your own
+accord, and get something heavier than the common chip-basket, a great
+deal. And now I must leave my work and go down and wheel it along for
+you.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Only this once, mother. If you can get it out of this hole for me, I
+will be careful not to let it get in again.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Well,”</span> said his mother at length, <span class="tei tei-q">“I will go. Though the common way
+with wagoners, when they get their loads into difficulty, is to throw a
+part off until they lighten it sufficiently, and then go on. I will go
+this time; but if you get into difficulty again, you must get out
+yourself.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">So Rollo and his mother went down together, and she took hold of the
+wheelbarrow, and soon got it out. She advised Rollo not to use the
+wheelbarrow, but to return to his basket, but yet wished him to do just
+as he thought best himself.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">When she had returned to the house, Rollo went on with his load, slowly
+and with great difficulty. He succeeded, however, in working it along
+until he came to <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page27">[pg 27]</span>the edge of the platform which was before the shed
+door, where he was to carry in his chips. Here, of course, he was at a
+complete stand, as he could not get the wheel up such a high step; so he
+sat down on the edge of the platform, not knowing what to do next.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">He could not go to his mother, for she had told him that she could not
+help him again; so, on the whole, he concluded that he would not pick up
+chips any more; he would pile the wood. He recollected that his father
+had told him that he might either pick up chips or pile wood; and the
+last, he thought, would be much easier.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“I shall not have any thing to carry or to wheel at all,”</span> said he to
+himself, <span class="tei tei-q">“and so I shall not have any of these difficulties.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">So he left his wheelbarrow where it was, at the edge of the platform,
+intending to ask Jonas to get it up for him when he should come home. He
+went into the shed, and began to pile up the wood.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">It was some very short, small wood, prepared for a stove in his mother's
+chamber, and he knew where his father wanted to have it piled—back
+against the side of <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page28">[pg 28]</span>the shed, near where the wood was lying Jonas
+had
+thrown it down there in a heap as he had sawed and split it.</p>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="tei tei-div" style="margin-bottom: 4.00em; margin-top: 4.00em">
+<a name="toc15" id="toc15"></a>
+<a name="pdf16" id="pdf16"></a>
+<h2 class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 2.88em; margin-top: 2.88em"><span style="font-size: 144%">Hirrup! Hirrup!</span></h2>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">He began to lay the wood regularly upon the ground where his pile was to
+be, and for a few minutes went on very prosperously. But presently he
+heard a great trampling in the street, and ran out to see what it was,
+and found that it was a large herd of cattle driving by—oxen and cows,
+and large and small calves. They filled the whole road as they walked
+slowly along, and Rollo climbed up upon the fence, by the side of the
+gate, to look at them. He was much amused to see so large a herd, and he
+watched all their motions. Some stopped to eat by the road side; some
+tried to run off down the lane, but were driven back by boys with long
+whips, who ran after them. Others would stand still in the middle of the
+road and bellow, and here and there two or three would be seen pushing
+one another with their horns, or running up upon a bank by the road
+side.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page29">[pg 29]</span>Presently Rollo heard a commotion among the cattle at a little
+distance,
+and, looking that way, saw that Jonas was in among them, with a stick,
+driving the about, and calling out, <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-variant: small-caps">Hirrup! Hirrup!</span></span> At
+first he could
+not think what he was doing; but presently he saw that their own cow had
+got in among the others, and Jonas was trying to get her out.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Some of the men who were driving the herd helped him, and they
+succeeded, at length, in getting her away by herself, by the side of the
+road. The rest of the cattle moved slowly on, and when they were fairly
+by, Jonas called out to Rollo to open the gate and then run away.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo did, accordingly, open the gate and run up the yard, and presently
+he saw the cow coming in, with Jonas after her.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Jonas,”</span> said Rollo, <span class="tei tei-q">“how came our cow in among all those?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“She got out of the pasture somehow,”</span> said Jonas, in reply, <span class="tei tei-q">“and I
+must
+go and drive her back. How do you get along with your chips?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“O, not very well. I want you to help me get the wheelbarrow up on the
+platform.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page30">[pg 30]</span><span class="tei tei-q">“The wheelbarrow!”</span> said Jonas. <span class="tei tei-q">“Are you doing it with the
+wheelbarrow?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“No. I am not picking up chips now at all. I am piling wood. I <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">did</span></span>
+have the wheelbarrow.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">In the mean time, the cow walked along through the yard and out of the
+gate into the field, and Jonas said he must go on immediately after her,
+to drive her back into the pasture, and put up the fence, and so he
+could not stop to help Rollo about the chips; but he would just look in
+and see if he was piling the wood right.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">He accordingly just stepped a moment to the shed door, and looked at
+Rollo's work. <span class="tei tei-q">“That will do very well,”</span> said he; <span class="tei tei-q">“only you must put the
+biggest ends of the sticks outwards, or it will all tumble down.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">So saying, he turned away, and walked off fast after the cow.</p>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="tei tei-div" style="margin-bottom: 4.00em; margin-top: 4.00em">
+<a name="toc17" id="toc17"></a>
+<a name="pdf18" id="pdf18"></a>
+<h2 class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 2.88em; margin-top: 2.88em"><span style="font-size: 144%">An Overturn.</span></h2>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo stood looking at him for some time, wishing that he was going too.
+But <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page31">[pg 31]</span>he knew that he must not go without his mother's leave, and
+that,
+if he should go in to ask her, Jonas would have gone so far that he
+should not be able to overtake him. So he went back to his wood-pile.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">He piled a little more, and as he piled he wondered what Jonas meant by
+telling him to put the largest ends outwards. He took up a stick which
+had a knot on one end, which made that end much the largest, and laid it
+on both ways, first with the knot back against the side of the shed, and
+then with the knot in front, towards himself. He did not see but that
+the stick lay as steadily in one position as in the other.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Jonas was mistaken,”</span> said he. <span class="tei tei-q">“It is a great deal better to put the
+big
+ends back. Then they are out of sight; all the old knots are hid, and
+the pile looks handsomer in front.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">So he went on, putting the sticks upon the pile with the biggest ends
+back against the shed. By this means the back side of the pile began
+soon to be the highest, and the wood slanted forward, so that, when it
+was up nearly as high as his head, it leaned forward so as to be quite<span class="tei tei-pb" id="page32">[pg 32]</span>
+unsteady. Rollo could not imagine what made his pile act so. He thought
+he would put on one stick more, and then leave it. But, as he was
+putting on this stick, he found that the whole pile was very unsteady.
+He put his hand upon it, and shook it a little, to see if it was going
+to fall, when he found it was coming down right upon him, and had just
+time to spring back before it fell.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">He did not get clear, however; for, as he stepped suddenly back, he
+tumbled over the wood which was lying on the ground, and fell over
+backwards; and a large part of the pile came down upon him.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">He screamed out with fright and pain, for he bruised himself a little in
+falling; though the wood which fell upon him was so small and light that
+it did not do much serious injury.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo stopped crying pretty soon, and went into the house; and that
+evening, when his father came home, he went to him, and said,</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Father, you were right, after all; I <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">don't</span></span> know how
+to work any
+better than Elky.”</span></p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+
+
+<div class="tei tei-div" style="margin-bottom: 5.00em; margin-top: 5.00em">
+<span class="tei tei-pb" id="page35">[pg 35]</span>
+<a name="toc19" id="toc19"></a>
+<a name="pdf20" id="pdf20"></a>
+<h1 class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 3.46em; margin-top: 3.46em"><span style="font-size: 173%">The Two Little Wheelbarrows.</span></h1>
+
+
+<div class="tei tei-div" style="margin-bottom: 4.00em; margin-top: 4.00em">
+<a name="toc21" id="toc21"></a>
+<a name="pdf22" id="pdf22"></a>
+<h2 class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 2.88em; margin-top: 2.88em"><span style="font-size: 144%">Rides.</span></h2>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo often used to ride out with his father and mother. When he was
+quite a small boy, he did not know how to manage so as to get frequent
+rides. He used to keep talking, himself, a great deal, and interrupting
+his father and mother, when they wanted to talk; and if he was tired, he
+would complain, and ask them, again and again, when they should get
+home. Then he was often thirsty, and would tease his father and mother
+for water, in places where there was no water to be got, and then fret
+because he was obliged to wait a little while. In consequence of this,
+his father and mother did not take him very often. When they wanted a
+quiet, still, pleasant ride, they had to leave Rollo behind. A great
+many <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page36">[pg 36]</span>children act just as Rollo did, and thus deprive themselves of
+a
+great many very pleasant rides.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo observed, however, that his uncle almost always took Lucy with him
+when he went to ride. And one day, when he was playing in the yard where
+Jonas was at work setting out trees, he saw his uncle riding by, with
+another person in the chaise, and Lucy sitting between them on a little
+low seat. Lucy smiled and nodded as she went by; and when she had gone,
+Rollo said,</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“There goes Lucy, taking a ride. Uncle almost always takes her, when he
+goes any where. I wonder why father does not take me as often.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“I know why,”</span> said Jonas.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“What is the reason?”</span> said Rollo.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Because you are troublesome, and Lucy is not. If I was a boy like you,
+I should manage so as almost always to ride with my father.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Why, what should you do?”</span> said Rollo.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Why, in the first place, I should never find fault with my seat. I
+should sit exactly where they put me, without any com<span class="tei tei-pb" id="page37">[pg 37]</span>plaint. Then I
+should not talk much, and I should <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">never</span></span> interrupt them
+when they were
+talking. If I saw any thing on the road that I wanted to ask about, I
+should wait until I had a good opportunity to do it without disturbing
+their conversation; and then, if I wanted any thing to eat or drink, I
+should not ask for it, unless I was in a place where they could easily
+get it for me. Thus I should not be any trouble to them, and so they
+would let me go almost always.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo was silent. He began to recollect how much trouble he had given
+his parents, when riding with them, without thinking of it at the time.
+He did not say any thing to Jonas about it, but he secretly resolved to
+try Jonas's experiment the very next time he went to ride.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">He did so, and in a very short time his father and mother both perceived
+that there was, some how or other, a great change in his manners. He had
+ceased to be troublesome, and had become quite a pleasant travelling
+companion. And the effect was exactly as Jonas had foretold. His father
+and mother liked very much to have such a still, pleasant little boy
+sitting <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page38">[pg 38]</span>between them; and at last they began almost to think they
+could
+not have a pleasant ride themselves, unless Rollo was with them.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">They used to put a little cricket in, upon the bottom of the chaise, for
+Rollo to sit upon; but this was not very convenient, and so one day
+Rollo's father said that, now Rollo had become so pleasant a boy to ride
+with them, he would have a little seat made on purpose for him. <span class="tei tei-q">“In
+fact,”</span> said he, <span class="tei tei-q">“I will take the chaise down to the corporal's to-night,
+and see if he cannot do it for me.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“And may I go with you?”</span> said Rollo.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Yes,”</span> said his father, <span class="tei tei-q">“you may.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo was always very much pleased when his father let him go to the
+corporal's.</p>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="tei tei-div" style="margin-bottom: 4.00em; margin-top: 4.00em">
+<a name="toc23" id="toc23"></a>
+<a name="pdf24" id="pdf24"></a>
+<h2 class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 2.88em; margin-top: 2.88em"><span style="font-size: 144%">The Corporal's.</span></h2>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">But perhaps the reader will like to know who this corporal was that
+Rollo was so desirous of going to see. He was an old soldier, who had
+become disabled in the wars, so that he could not go out to do very hard
+work, but was very ingenious <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page39">[pg 39]</span>in making and mending things, and he
+had a
+little shop down by the mill, where he used to work.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo often went there with Jonas, to carry a chair to be mended, or to
+get a lock or latch put in order; and sometimes to buy a basket, or a
+rake, or some simple thing that the corporal knew how to make. A
+corporal, you must know, is a kind of an officer in a company. This man
+had been such an officer; and so they always called him the corporal. I
+never knew what his other name was.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">That evening Rollo and his father set off in the chaise to go to the
+corporal's. It was not very far. They rode along by some very pleasant
+farm-houses, and came at length to the house where Georgie lived. They
+then went down the hill; but, just before they came to the bridge, they
+turned off among the trees, into a secluded road, which led along the
+bank of the stream. After going on a short distance, they came out into
+a kind of opening among the trees, where a mill came into view, by the
+side of the stream; and opposite to it, across the road, under the
+trees, was the corporal's little shop.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page40">[pg 40]</span>The trees hung over the shop, and behind it there was a high
+rocky hill
+almost covered with forest trees. Between the shop and the mill they
+could see the road winding along a little way still farther up the
+stream, until it was lost in the woods.</p>
+
+
+
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><a name="figlist25" id="figlist25"></a></p><div class="tei tei-figure" style="text-align: center"><img src="images/i043.jpg" width="480" height="480" alt="The Corporal's" title="The Corporal's" /><div class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: center; margin-bottom: 1.00em; margin-top: 1.00em">The Corporal's</div></div>
+
+
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">As soon as Rollo came in sight of the shop, he saw a little wheelbarrow
+standing up by the side of the door. It was just <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page41">[pg 41]</span>large enough for
+him,
+and he called out for his father to look at it.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“It is a very pretty little wheelbarrow,”</span> said his father.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“I wish you would buy it for me. How much do you suppose the corporal
+asks for it?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“We will talk with him about it,”</span> said his father.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">So saying, they drove up to the side of the road near the mill, and
+fastened the horse at a post. Then Rollo clambered down out of the
+chaise, and he and his father walked into the shop.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">They found the corporal busily at work mending a chair-bottom. Rollo
+stood by, much pleased to see him weave in the flags, while his father
+explained to the corporal that he wanted a small seat made in front, in
+his chaise.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“I do not know whether you can do it, or not,”</span> said he.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“What sort of a seat do you want?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“I thought,”</span> said he, <span class="tei tei-q">“that you might make a little seat, with two
+legs
+to it in front, and then fasten the back side of it to the front of the
+chaise-box.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Yes,”</span> said the corporal, <span class="tei tei-q">“that will do <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page42">[pg 42]</span>I think; but I
+must have a
+little blacksmith work to fasten the seat properly behind, so that you
+can slip it out when you are not using it. Let us go and see.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">So the corporal rose to go out and see the chaise, and as they passed by
+the wheelbarrow at the door, as they went out, Rollo asked him what was
+the price of that little wheelbarrow.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“That is not for sale, my little man. That is engaged. But I can make
+you one, if your father likes. I ask three quarters of a dollar for
+them.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo looked at it very wishfully, and the corporal told him that he
+might try it if he chose. <span class="tei tei-q">“Wheel it about,”</span> said he, <span class="tei tei-q">“while your father
+and I are looking at the chaise.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">So Rollo trundled the wheelbarrow up and down the road with great
+pleasure. It was light, and it moved easily. He wished he had such a
+one. It would not tip over, he said, like that great heavy one at home;
+he thought he could wheel it even if it was full of stones. He ran down
+with it to the shore of the stream, where there were plenty of stones
+lying, intending to load it up, and try it. But <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page43">[pg 43]</span>when he got there,
+he
+recollected that he had not had liberty to put any thing in it; and so
+he determined at once that he would not.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Just then his father called him. So he wheeled the wheelbarrow back to
+its place, and told the corporal that he liked it very much. He wanted
+his father to engage one for him then, but he did not ask him. He
+thought that, as he had already expressed a wish for one, it would be
+better not to say any thing about it again, but to wait and let his
+father do as he pleased.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">As they were going home, his father said,</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“That was a very pretty wheelbarrow, Rollo, I think myself.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Yes, it was beautiful, father. It was so light, and went so easy! I
+wish you would buy me one, father.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“I would, my son, but I think a wheelbarrow will give you more pleasure
+at some future time, than it will now.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“When do you mean?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“When you have learned to work.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“But I want the wheelbarrow to <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">play</span></span> with.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page44">[pg 44]</span><span class="tei tei-q">“I know you do; but you would take a great deal more solid and
+permanent
+satisfaction in such a thing, if you were to use it for doing some
+useful work.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“When shall I learn to work, father?”</span> said Rollo.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“I have been thinking that it is full time now. You are about six years
+old, and they say that a boy of <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">seven</span></span> years old is able
+to earn his
+living.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Well, father, I wish you would teach me to work. What should you do
+first?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“The first lesson would be to teach you to do some common, easy work,
+<span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">steadily</span></span>.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Why, father, I can do that now, without being taught.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“I think you are mistaken about that. A boy works steadily when he goes
+directly forward in his work, without stopping to rest, or to contrive
+new ways of doing it, or to see other people, or to talk. Now, do you
+think you could work steadily an hour, without stopping for any of these
+reasons?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Why—yes,”</span> said Rollo.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“I will try you to-morrow,”</span> said his father.</p>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="tei tei-div" style="margin-bottom: 4.00em; margin-top: 4.00em">
+<span class="tei tei-pb" id="page45">[pg 45]</span>
+<a name="toc26" id="toc26"></a>
+<a name="pdf27" id="pdf27"></a>
+<h2 class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 2.88em; margin-top: 2.88em"><span style="font-size: 144%">The Old Nails.</span></h2>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">The next morning, after breakfast, Rollo's father told him he was ready
+for him to go to his work. He took a small basket in his hand, and led
+Rollo out into the barn, and told him to wait there a few minutes, and
+he would bring him something to do.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo sat down on a little bundle of straw, wondering what his work was
+going to be.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Presently his father came back, bringing in his hands a box full of old
+nails, which he got out of an old store-room, in a corner of the barn.
+He brought it along, and set it down on the barn floor.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Why, father,”</span> said Rollo, <span class="tei tei-q">“what am I going to do with those old
+nails?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“You are going to <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">sort</span></span> them. Here are a great many
+kinds, all
+together. I want them all picked over—those that are alike put by
+themselves. I will tell you exactly how to do it.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo put his hand into the box, and began to pick up some of the nails,
+and look them over, while his father was <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page46">[pg 46]</span>speaking; but his father
+told
+him to put them down, and not begin until he had got all his directions.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“You must listen,”</span> said he, <span class="tei tei-q">“and understand the directions now, for I
+cannot tell you twice.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">He then took a little wisp of straw, and brushed away a clean place upon
+the barn floor, and then poured down the nails upon it.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“O, how many nails!”</span> said Rollo.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">His father then took up a handful of them, and showed Rollo that there
+were several different sizes; and he placed them down upon the floor in
+little heaps, each size by itself. Those that were crooked also he laid
+away in a separate pile.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Now, Rollo,”</span> said he, <span class="tei tei-q">“I want you to go to work sorting these nails,
+steadily and industriously, until they are all done. There are not more
+than three or four kinds of nails, and you can do them pretty fast if
+you work <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">steadily</span></span>, and do not get to playing with them.
+If you find
+any pieces of iron, or any thing else that you do not know what to do
+with, lay them aside, and go on with the nails. Do you understand it
+all?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page47">[pg 47]</span>Rollo said he did, and so his father left him, and went into the
+house.
+Rollo sat down upon the clean barn floor, and began his task.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“I don't think this is any great thing,”</span> said he; <span class="tei tei-q">“I can do this
+easily
+enough;”</span> and he took up some of the nails, and began to arrange them as
+his father had directed.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">But Rollo did not perceive what the real difficulty in his task was. It
+was, indeed, very easy to see what nails were large, and what were
+small, and what were of middle size, and to put them in their proper
+heaps. There was nothing very hard in that. The difficulty was, that,
+after having sorted a few, it would become tedious and tiresome work,
+doing it there all alone in the barn,—picking out old nails, with
+nobody to help him, and nobody to talk to, and nothing to see, but those
+little heaps of rusty iron on the floor.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">This, I say, was the real trouble; and Rollo's father knew, when he set
+his little boy about it, that he would soon get very tired of it, and,
+not being accustomed to any thing but play, would not persevere.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page48">[pg 48]</span>And so it was. Rollo sorted out a few, and then he began to think
+that
+it was rather tiresome to be there all alone; and he thought it would be
+a good plan for him to go and ask his father to let him go and get his
+cousin James to come and help him.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">He accordingly laid down the nails he had in his hand, and went into the
+house, and found his father writing at a table.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“What is the matter now?”</span> said his father.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Why, father,”</span> said Rollo, <span class="tei tei-q">“I thought I should like to have James come
+and help me, if you are willing;—we can get them done so much quicker
+if there are two.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“But my great object is, not to get the nails sorted very quick, but to
+teach you patient industry. I know it is tiresome for you to be alone,
+but that is the very reason why I wish you to be alone. I want you to
+learn to persevere patiently in doing any thing, even if it is tiresome.
+What I want to teach you is, to <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">work</span></span>, not to <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">play</span></span>.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo felt disappointed, but he saw that his father was right, and he
+went slowly back to his task. He sorted out two or three handfuls more,
+but he found there <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page49">[pg 49]</span>was no pleasure in it, and he began to be very
+sorry
+his father had set him at it.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Having no heart for his work, he did not go on with alacrity, and of
+course made very slow progress. He ought to have gone rapidly forward,
+and not thought any thing about the pleasantness or unpleasantness of
+it, but only been anxious to finish the work, and please his father.
+Instead of that, he only lounged over it—looked at the heap of nails,
+and sighed to think how large it was. He could not sort all those,
+possibly, he said. He knew he could not. It would take him forever.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Still he could not think of any excuse for leaving his work again,
+until, after a little while, he came upon a couple of screws. <span class="tei tei-q">“And now
+what shall I do with these?”</span> said he.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">He took the screws, and laid them side by side, to measure them, so as
+to see which was the largest. Then he rolled them about a little, and
+after playing with them for a little time, during which, of course, his
+work was entirely neglected, he concluded he would go and ask his father
+what he was to do with screws.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page50">[pg 50]</span>He accordingly walked slowly along to the house, stopping to look
+at the
+grasshoppers and butterflies by the way. After wasting some time in this
+manner, he appeared again at his father's table, and wanted to know what
+he should do with the <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">screws</span></span> that he found among the
+nails.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“You ought not to have left your work to come and ask that question,”</span>
+said his father. <span class="tei tei-q">“I am afraid you are not doing very well. I gave you
+all the necessary instructions. Go back to your work.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“But, father,”</span> said Rollo, <span class="tei tei-q">“as he went out, I do not know what I am to
+do with the screws. You did not say any thing about screws.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Then why do you leave your work to ask me any thing about them?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Why,—because,—”</span> said Rollo, hesitating. He did not know
+what to say.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Your work is to sort out the <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">nails</span></span>, and I expect,
+by your coming to
+me for such frivolous reasons, that you are not going on with it very
+well.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo went slowly out of the room, and sauntered along back to his work.
+He put the screws aside, and went on with the nails, but he did very
+little. When the <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page51">[pg 51]</span>heart is not in the work, it always goes on very
+slowly.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Thus an hour or two of the forenoon passed away, and Rollo made very
+little progress. At last his father came out to see what he had done;
+and it was very plain that he had been idling away his time, and had
+accomplished very little indeed.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">His father then said that he might leave his work and come in. Rollo
+walked along by the side of his father, and he said to him—</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“I see, Rollo, that I shall not succeed in teaching you to work
+industriously, without something more than kind words.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo knew not what to say, and so he was silent. He felt guilty and
+ashamed.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“I gave you work to do which was very easy and plain, but you
+have been
+leaving it repeatedly for frivolous reasons; and even while you were
+over your work, you have not been industrious. Thus you have wasted your
+morning entirely; you have neither done work nor enjoyed play.</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“I was afraid it would be so,”</span> he continued. <span class="tei tei-q">“Very few boys can be
+taught to work industriously, without being com<span class="tei tei-pb" id="page52">[pg 52]</span>pelled; though I
+hoped
+that my little Rollo could have been. But as it is, as I find that
+persuasion will not do, I must do something more decided. I should do
+very wrong to let you grow up an idle boy; and it is time for you to
+begin to learn to do something besides play.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">He said this in a kind, but very serious tone, and it was plain he was
+much displeased. He told Rollo, a minute or two after, that he might go,
+then, where he pleased, and that he would consider what he should do,
+and tell him some other time.</p>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="tei tei-div" style="margin-bottom: 4.00em; margin-top: 4.00em">
+<a name="toc28" id="toc28"></a>
+<a name="pdf29" id="pdf29"></a>
+<h2 class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 2.88em; margin-top: 2.88em"><span style="font-size: 144%">A Conversation.</span></h2>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">That evening, when Rollo was just going to bed, his father took him up
+in his lap, and told him he had concluded what to do.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“You see it is very necessary,”</span> said he, <span class="tei tei-q">“that you should have the
+power
+of confining yourself steadily and patiently to a single employment,
+even if it does not amuse you. <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">I</span></span> have to do that, and all
+people have
+to do it, and you must learn <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page53">[pg 53]</span>to do it, or you will grow up indolent
+and
+useless. You cannot do it now, it is very plain. If I set you to doing
+any thing, you go on as long as the novelty and the amusement last, and
+then your patience is gone, and you contrive every possible excuse for
+getting away from your task. Now, I am going to give you one hour's work
+to do, every forenoon and afternoon. I shall give you such things to do,
+as are perfectly plain and easy, so that you will have no excuse for
+neglecting your work or leaving it. But yet I shall choose such things
+as will afford you no amusement; for I want you to learn to <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">work</span></span>, not
+play.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“But, father,”</span> said Rollo, <span class="tei tei-q">“you told me there was pleasure in work,
+the
+other day. But how can there be any pleasure in it, if you choose such
+things as have no amusement in them, at all?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“The pleasure of working,”</span> said his father, <span class="tei tei-q">“is not the fun of doing
+amusing things, but the satisfaction and solid happiness of being
+faithful in duty, and accomplishing some useful purpose. For example, if
+I were to lose my pocket-book on the road, and should tell you to walk
+back a mile, and look carefully all the way <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page54">[pg 54]</span>until you found it, and
+if
+you did it faithfully and carefully, you would find a kind of
+satisfaction in doing it; and when you found the pocket-book, and
+brought it back to me, you would enjoy a high degree of happiness.
+Should not you?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Why, yes, sir, I should,”</span> said Rollo.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“And yet there would be no <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">amusement</span></span> in it. You
+might, perhaps, the
+next day, go over the same road, catching butterflies: that would be
+amusement. Now, the pleasure you would enjoy in looking for the
+pocket-book, would be the solid satisfaction of useful work. The
+pleasure of catching butterflies would be the amusement of play. Now,
+the difficulty is, with you, that you have scarcely any idea, yet, of
+the first. You are all the time looking for the other, that is, the
+amusement. You begin to work when I give you any thing to do, but if you
+do not find <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">amusement</span></span> in it, you soon give it up. But if
+you would
+only persevere, you would find, at length, a solid satisfaction, that
+would be worth a great deal more.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo sat still, and listened, but his father saw, from his looks, that
+he was not much interested in what he was say<span class="tei tei-pb" id="page55">[pg 55]</span>ing; and he perceived
+that
+it was not at all probable that so small a boy could be <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">reasoned</span></span> into
+liking work. In fact, it was rather hard for Rollo to understand all
+that his father said,—and still harder for him to feel the force of it.
+He began to grow sleepy, and so his father let him go to bed.</p>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="tei tei-div" style="margin-bottom: 4.00em; margin-top: 4.00em">
+<a name="toc30" id="toc30"></a>
+<a name="pdf31" id="pdf31"></a>
+<h2 class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 2.88em; margin-top: 2.88em"><span style="font-size: 144%">Rollo Learns to Work at Last.</span></h2>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">The next day his father gave him his work. He was to begin at ten
+o'clock, and work till eleven, gathering beans in the garden. His father
+went out with him, and waited to see how long it took him to gather half
+a pint, and then calculated how many he could gather in an hour, if he
+was industrious. Rollo knew that if he failed now, he should be punished
+in some way, although his father did not say any thing about punishment.
+When he was set at work the day before, about the nails, he was making
+an experiment, as it were, and he did not expect to be actually punished
+if he failed; but now he knew that he was under orders, and must obey.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page56">[pg 56]</span>So he worked very diligently, and when his father came out at the
+end of
+the hour, he found that Rollo had got rather more beans than he had
+expected. Rollo was much gratified to see his father pleased; and he
+carried in his large basket full of beans to show his mother, with great
+pleasure. Then he went to play, and enjoyed himself very highly.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">The next morning, his father said to him,</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Well, Rollo, you did very well yesterday; but doing right once is a
+very different thing from forming a habit of doing right. I can hardly
+expect you will succeed as well to-day; or, if you should to-day, that
+you will to-morrow.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo thought he should. His work was to pick up all the loose stones in
+the road, and carry them, in a basket, to a great heap of stones behind
+the barn. But he was not quite faithful. His father observed him playing
+several times. He did not speak to him, however, until the hour was
+over, and then he called him in.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Rollo,”</span> said he, <span class="tei tei-q">“you have failed to-day. You have not been very
+idle,
+but have not been industrious; and the pun<span class="tei tei-pb" id="page57">[pg 57]</span>ishment which I have
+concluded to try first, is, to give you only bread and water for
+dinner.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">So, when dinner time came, and the family sat down to the good beefsteak
+and apple-pie which was upon the table, Rollo knew that he was not to
+come. He felt very unhappy, but he did not cry. His father called him,
+and cut off a good slice of bread, and put into his hands, and told him
+he might go and eat it on the steps of the back door. <span class="tei tei-q">“If you should be
+thirsty,”</span> he added, <span class="tei tei-q">“you may ask Mary to give you some water.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo took the bread, and went out, and took his solitary seat on the
+stone step leading into the back yard, and, in spite of all his efforts
+to prevent it, the tears would come into his eyes. He thought of his
+guilt in disobeying his father, and he felt unhappy to think that his
+father and mother were seated together at their pleasant table, and that
+he could not come because he had been an undutiful son. He determined
+that he would never be unfaithful in his work again.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">He went on, after this, several days, very well. His father gave him
+various <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page58">[pg 58]</span>kinds of work to do, and he began at last to find a
+considerable degree of satisfaction in doing it. He found, particularly,
+that he enjoyed himself a great deal more after his work than before,
+and whenever he saw what he had done, it gave him pleasure. After he had
+picked up the loose stones before the house, for instance, he drove his
+hoop about there, with unusual satisfaction; enjoying the neat and tidy
+appearance of the road much more than he would have done if Jonas had
+cleared it. In fact, in the course of a month, Rollo became quite a
+faithful and efficient little workman.</p>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="tei tei-div" style="margin-bottom: 4.00em; margin-top: 4.00em">
+<a name="toc32" id="toc32"></a>
+<a name="pdf33" id="pdf33"></a>
+<h2 class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 2.88em; margin-top: 2.88em"><span style="font-size: 144%">The Corporal's Again.</span></h2>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Now,”</span> said his father to him one day, after he had been doing a fine
+job of wood-piling,—<span class="tei tei-q">“now we will go and talk with the corporal about a
+wheelbarrow. Or do you think you could find the way yourself?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo said he thought he could.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Very well, you may go; I believe I <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page59">[pg 59]</span>shall let you have a
+wheelbarrow
+now, and you can ask him how soon he can have it done.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo clapped his hands, and capered about, and asked his father how
+long he thought it would be before he could have it.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“O, you will learn,”</span> said he, <span class="tei tei-q">“when you come to talk with the
+corporal.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Do you think it will be a week?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“I think it probable that he could make one in less than a week,”</span> said
+his father, smiling.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Well, how soon?”</span> said Rollo.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“O, I cannot tell you: wait till you get to his shop, and then you will
+see.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo saw that, for some reason or other, his father was not inclined to
+talk about the time when he should have his wheelbarrow, but he could
+not think why; however, he determined to get the corporal to make it as
+quick as he could, at any rate.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">It was about the middle of the afternoon that Rollo set off to go for
+his wheelbarrow. His mother told him he might go and get his cousin
+James to go with him if he chose. So he walked along towards <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page60">[pg 60]</span>the
+bridge, and, instead of turning at once off there to go towards the
+mill, he went on over the bridge towards the house where James lived.
+James came with him, and they walked back very pleasantly together.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">When they got back across the bridge again, they turned off towards the
+mill, talking about the wheelbarrow. Rollo told James about his learning
+to work, and about his having seen the wheelbarrow at the corporal's,
+and how he trundled it about, and liked it very much.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“I should like to see it very much,”</span> said James. <span class="tei tei-q">“I suppose I can,
+when
+we get to the corporal's shop.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“No,”</span> said Rollo, <span class="tei tei-q">“he said that that wheelbarrow was engaged; and I
+suppose it has been taken away before this time.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Just then the corner of the corporal's shop began to corner into view,
+and presently the door came in sight, and James called out,</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Yes, yes, there it is. I see it standing up by the side of the
+door.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“No,”</span> said Rollo, <span class="tei tei-q">“that is not it. That is a green one.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page61">[pg 61]</span><span class="tei tei-q">“What color was the wheelbarrow that you saw?”</span> asked
+James.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“It was not any color; it was not painted,”</span> said Rollo. <span class="tei tei-q">“I wonder
+whose
+that wheelbarrow can be?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">The boys walked along, and presently came to the door of the shop. They
+opened the door, and went in. There was nobody there.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Various articles were around the room. There was a bench at one side,
+near a window; and there were a great many tools upon it, and upon
+shelves over it. On another side of the shop was a lathe, a curious sort
+of a machine, that the corporal used a great deal, in some of his nicest
+work. Then there were a good many things there, which were sent in to be
+mended, such as chairs, a spinning-wheel, boys' sleds, and one or two
+large wheelbarrows.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">The boys walked around the room a few minutes, looking at the various
+things; and at last Rollo spied another little wheelbarrow, on a shelf.
+It was very much like the one at the door, only it was painted green.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo said that that one looked exactly <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page62">[pg 62]</span>like the one he trundled
+when
+he was there before, only it was green.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Perhaps he has painted it since,”</span> said James; <span class="tei tei-q">“let us go to the door,
+and look at the other one, and see which is the biggest.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">So they went to the door, and found that the blue one was a little the
+biggest.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Just then they saw the corporal coming across the road, with a hatchet
+in his hand. He had been to grind it at the mill, where there was a
+grindstone, that went round by water.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Ah, boys,”</span> said he, <span class="tei tei-q">“how do you do? Have you come for your
+wheelbarrow,
+Rollo.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Yes, sir,”</span> said Rollo; <span class="tei tei-q">“how soon can you get it done?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Done? it is done now,”</span> said he; <span class="tei tei-q">“there it is.”</span> And he took the
+blue
+wheelbarrow, which was at the door, and set it down in the path.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“That is not mine,”</span> said Rollo, <span class="tei tei-q">“is it?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Yes,”</span> said the corporal; <span class="tei tei-q">“your father spoke for it a week
+ago.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo took hold of his wheelbarrow, <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page63">[pg 63]</span>and began to wheel it along.
+He
+liked it very much.</p>
+
+
+
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><a name="figlist34" id="figlist34"></a></p><div class="tei tei-figure" style="text-align: center"><img src="images/i067.jpg" width="480" height="730" alt="Rollo Took Hold of His Wheelbarrow." title="Rollo Took Hold of His Wheelbarrow." /><div class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: center; margin-bottom: 1.00em; margin-top: 1.00em">Rollo Took Hold of His Wheelbarrow.</div></div>
+
+
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">James said he wished he could have one too, and while Rollo was talking
+with the corporal, he could not help looking at the green one on the
+shelf, which he thought was just about as big as he should like.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">The corporal asked him if he wanted to see that one, and he took it down
+for him. James took hold of the handles, and tried it a little, back and
+forth on the floor, and then he said it was just about big enough for
+him.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Who is this for?”</span> said he to the corporal.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“I do not know,”</span> said the corporal; <span class="tei tei-q">“a gentleman bespoke it some time
+ago. I do not know what his name is.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Just then he seemed to see somebody out of the window.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Ah! here he comes now!”</span> he exclaimed suddenly.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Just then the door opened, and whom should the boys see coming in, but
+their uncle George!</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Why, James,”</span> said he, <span class="tei tei-q">“have you got hold of your wheelbarrow
+already?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page64">[pg 64]</span><span class="tei tei-q">“<span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">My</span></span> wheelbarrow!”</span> said James. <span class="tei tei-q">“Is
+this mine?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Yes,”</span> said his uncle, <span class="tei tei-q">“I got it made to give to you. But when I found
+that Rollo was having one made, I waited for his to be done, so that you
+might have them both together. So trundle them home.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">So the boys set off on the run down the road, in fine style, with their
+wheelbarrows trundling beautifully before them.</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="tei tei-div" style="margin-bottom: 5.00em; margin-top: 5.00em">
+<span class="tei tei-pb" id="page67">[pg 67]</span>
+<a name="toc35" id="toc35"></a>
+<a name="pdf36" id="pdf36"></a>
+<h1 class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 3.46em; margin-top: 3.46em"><span style="font-size: 173%">Causey-Building.</span></h1>
+
+
+<div class="tei tei-div" style="margin-bottom: 4.00em; margin-top: 4.00em">
+<a name="toc37" id="toc37"></a>
+<a name="pdf38" id="pdf38"></a>
+<h2 class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 2.88em; margin-top: 2.88em"><span style="font-size: 144%">Sand-Men.</span></h2>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Next to little wooden blocks, I think that good, clean sand is an
+excellent thing for children to play with. When it is a little damp, it
+will remain in any shape you put it in, and you can build houses and
+cities, and make roads and canals in it. At any rate, Rollo and his
+cousin James used to be very fond of going down to a certain place in
+the brook, where there was plenty of sand, and playing in it. It was of
+a gray color, and somewhat mixed with pebble-stones; but then they used
+to like the pebble-stones very much to make walls with, and to stone up
+the little wells which they made in the sand.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">One Wednesday afternoon, they were there playing very pleasantly with
+the sand. They had been building a famous <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page68">[pg 68]</span>city, and, after amusing
+themselves with it some time, they had knocked down the houses, and
+trampled the sand all about again. James then said he meant to go to the
+barn and get his horse-cart, and haul a load of sand to market.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Now there was a place around behind a large rock near there, which the
+boys called their barn; and Rollo and James went to it, and pulled out
+their two little wheelbarrows, which they called their horse-carts. They
+wheeled them down to the edge of the water, and began to take up the
+sand by double handfuls, and put it in.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">When they had got their carts loaded, they began to wheel them around to
+the trees, and stones, and bushes, saying,</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Who'll buy my sand?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Who'll buy my white sand?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Who'll buy my gray sand?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Who'll buy my black sand?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">But they did not seem to find any purchaser; and at last Rollo said,
+suddenly,</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“O, I know who will buy our sand.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Who?”</span> said James.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Mother.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“So she will,”</span> said James. <span class="tei tei-q">“We will wheel it up to the house.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page69">[pg 69]</span>So they set off, and began wheeling their loads of sand up the
+pathway
+among the trees. They went on a little way, and presently stopped, and
+sat down on a bank to rest. Here they found a number of flowers, which
+they gathered and stuck up in the sand, so that their loads soon made a
+very gay appearance.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Just as they were going to set out again, Rollo said,</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“But, James, how are we going to get through the quagmire?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“O,”</span> said James, <span class="tei tei-q">“we can step along on the bank by the side of the
+path.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“No,”</span> said Rollo; <span class="tei tei-q">“for we cannot get our wheelbarrows along
+there.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Why, yes,—we got them along there when we came down.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“But they were empty and light then; now they are loaded and heavy.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“So they are; but I think we can get along; it is not very muddy there
+now.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">The place which the boys called the quagmire, was a low place in the
+pathway, where it was almost always muddy. This pathway was made by the
+cows, going up and down to drink; and it was a good, dry, and hard path
+in all places <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page70">[pg 70]</span>but one. This, in the spring of the year, was very wet
+and miry; and, during the whole summer, it was seldom perfectly dry. The
+boys called it the quagmire, and they used to get by on one side, in
+among the bushes.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">They found that it was not very muddy at this time, and they contrived
+to get through with their loads of sand, and soon got to the house. They
+trundled their wheelbarrows up to the door leading out to the garden;
+and Rollo knocked at the door.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Now Rollo's mother happened, at this time, to be sitting at the
+back-parlor window, and she heard their voices as they came along the
+yard. So, supposing the knocking was some of their play, she just looked
+out of the window, and called out,</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Who's there?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Some sand-men,”</span> Rollo answered, <span class="tei tei-q">“who have got some sand to
+sell.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">His mother looked out of the window, and had quite a talk with them
+about their sand; she asked them where it came from, what color it was,
+and whether it was free from pebble-stones. The boys had to admit that
+there were a good many <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page71">[pg 71]</span>pebble-stones in it, and that pebble-stones
+were
+not very good to scour floors with.</p>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="tei tei-div" style="margin-bottom: 4.00em; margin-top: 4.00em">
+<a name="toc39" id="toc39"></a>
+<a name="pdf40" id="pdf40"></a>
+<h2 class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 2.88em; margin-top: 2.88em"><span style="font-size: 144%">The Gray Garden.</span></h2>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">At last, Rollo's mother recommended that they should carry the sand out
+to a corner of the yard, where the chips used to be, and spread it out
+there, and stick their flowers up in it for a garden.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">The boys liked this plan very much. <span class="tei tei-q">“We can make walks and beds,
+beautifully, in the sand,”</span> said Rollo. <span class="tei tei-q">“But, mother, do you think the
+flowers will grow?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“No,”</span> said his mother, <span class="tei tei-q">“flowers will not grow in sand; but, as it is
+rather a shady place, and you can water them occasionally, they will
+keep green and bright a good many days, and then, you know, you can get
+some more.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">So the boys wheeled the sand out to the corner of the yard, took the
+flowers out carefully, and then tipped the sand down and spread it out.
+They tried to make walks and beds, but they found <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page72">[pg 72]</span>they had not got
+as
+much sand as they wanted. So they concluded to go back and get some
+more.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">In fact, they found that, by getting a great many wheelbarrow loads of
+sand, they could cover over the whole corner, and make a noble large
+place for a sand-garden. And then, besides, as James said, when they
+were tired of it for a garden, they could build cities there, instead of
+having to go away down to the brook.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">So they went on wheeling their loads of sand, for an hour or two. James
+had not learned to work as well as Rollo had, and he was constantly
+wanting to stop, and run into the woods, or play in the water; but Rollo
+told him it would be better to get all the sand up, first. They at last
+got quite a great heap, and then went and got a rake and hoe to level it
+down smooth.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Thus the afternoon passed away; and at last Mary told the boys that they
+must come and get ready for tea, for she was going to carry it in soon.<span class="tei tei-pb" id="page73">[pg 73]</span></p>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="tei tei-div" style="margin-bottom: 4.00em; margin-top: 4.00em">
+<a name="toc41" id="toc41"></a>
+<a name="pdf42" id="pdf42"></a>
+<h2 class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 2.88em; margin-top: 2.88em"><span style="font-size: 144%">A Contract.</span></h2>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">So Rollo and James brushed the loose sand from their clothes, and washed
+their faces and hands, and went in. As tea was not quite ready, they sat
+down on the front-door steps before Rollo's father, who was then sitting
+in his arm-chair in the entry, reading.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">He shut up the book, and began to talk with the boys.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Well, boys,”</span> said he, <span class="tei tei-q">“what have you been doing all this
+afternoon?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“O,”</span> said Rollo, <span class="tei tei-q">“we have been hard at work.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“And what have you been doing?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo explained to his father that they had been making a sand-garden
+out in a corner of the yard, and they both asked him to go with them and
+see it.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">They all three accordingly went out behind the house, the children
+running on before.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“But, boys,”</span> said Rollo's father, as they went on, <span class="tei tei-q">“how came your feet
+so muddy?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“O,”</span> said James, <span class="tei tei-q">“they got muddy in the quagmire.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page74">[pg 74]</span>The boys explained how they could not go around the quagmire with
+their
+loaded wheelbarrows, and so had to pick their way through it the best
+way they could; and thus they got their shoes muddy a little; but they
+said they were as careful as they could be.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">When they came to the sand-garden, Rollo's father smiled to see the beds
+and walks, and the rows of flowers stuck up in the sand. It made quite a
+gay appearance. After looking at it some time, they went slowly back
+again, and as they were walking across the yard,</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Father,”</span> said Rollo, <span class="tei tei-q">“do you not think that is a pretty good
+garden?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Why, yes,”</span> said his father, <span class="tei tei-q">“pretty good.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Don't you think we have worked pretty well?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Why, I think I should call that play, not work.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Not work!”</span> said Rollo. <span class="tei tei-q">“Is it not work to wheel up such heavy loads
+of
+sand? You don't know how heavy they were.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“I dare say it was hard; but boys <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">play</span></span> hard,
+sometimes, as well as
+work hard.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page75">[pg 75]</span><span class="tei tei-q">“But I should think ours, this afternoon, was work,”</span> said
+Rollo.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Work,”</span> replied his father, <span class="tei tei-q">“is when you are engaged in doing any
+thing
+in order to produce some useful result. When you are doing any thing
+only for the amusement of it, without any useful result, it is play.
+Still, in one sense, your wheeling the sand was work. But it was not
+very useful work; you will admit that.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Yes, sir,”</span> said Rollo.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Well, boys, how should you like to do some useful work for me, with
+your wheelbarrows? I will hire you.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“O, we should like that very much,”</span> said James. <span class="tei tei-q">“How much should you
+pay
+us?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“That would depend upon how much work you do. I should pay you what the
+work was fairly worth; as much as I should have to pay a man, if I were
+to hire a man to do it.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“What should you give us to do?”</span> said Rollo.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“I don't know. I should think of some job. How should you like to fill
+up the quagmire?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Fill up the quagmire!”</span> said Rollo. <span class="tei tei-q">“How could we do that?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page76">[pg 76]</span><span class="tei tei-q">“You might fill it up with stones. There are a great many small
+stones
+lying around there, which you might pick up and put into your
+wheelbarrows, and wheel them along, and tip them over into the quagmire;
+and when you have filled the path all up with stones, cover them over
+with gravel, and it will make a good causey.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Causey?”</span> said Rollo.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Yes, causey,”</span> said his father; <span class="tei tei-q">“such a hard, dry road, built along a
+muddy place, is called a causey.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">They had got to the tea-table by this time; and while at tea, Rollo's
+father explained the plan to them more fully. He said he would pay them
+a cent for every two loads of stones or gravel which they should wheel
+in to make the causey.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">They were going to ask some more questions about it, but he told them he
+could not talk any more about it then, but that they might go and ask
+Jonas how they should do it, after tea.</p>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="tei tei-div" style="margin-bottom: 4.00em; margin-top: 4.00em">
+<span class="tei tei-pb" id="page77">[pg 77]</span>
+<a name="toc43" id="toc43"></a>
+<a name="pdf44" id="pdf44"></a>
+<h2 class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 2.88em; margin-top: 2.88em"><span style="font-size: 144%">Instructions.</span></h2>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">They went out into the kitchen, after tea, to find Jonas; but he was not
+there. They then went out into the yard; and presently James saw him
+over beyond the fence, walking along the lane. Rollo called out,</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Jonas! Jonas! where are you going?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“I am going after the cows.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“We want you!”</span> said Rollo, calling out loud.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“What for?”</span> said Jonas.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“We want to talk with you about something.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Just then, Rollo's mother, hearing this hallooing, looked out of the
+window, and told the boys they must not make so much noise.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Why, we want Jonas,”</span> said Rollo; <span class="tei tei-q">“and he has gone to get the
+cows.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Well, you may go with him,”</span> said she, <span class="tei tei-q">“if you wish; and you can talk
+on
+the way.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">So the boys took their hats and ran, and soon came to where Jonas was:
+for <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page78">[pg 78]</span>he had been standing still, waiting for them.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">They walked along together, and the boys told Jonas what their father
+had said. Jonas said he should be very glad to have the quagmire filled
+up, but he was afraid it would not do any good for him to give them any
+directions.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Why?”</span> said James.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Because,”</span> said Jonas, <span class="tei tei-q">“little boys will never follow any directions.
+They always want to do the work their own way.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“O, but we <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">will</span></span> obey the directions,”</span> said
+Rollo.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Do you remember about the wood-pile?”</span> said Jonas.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo hung his head, and looked a little ashamed.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“What was it about the wood-pile?”</span> said James.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Why, I told Rollo,”</span> said Jonas, <span class="tei tei-q">“that he ought to pile wood with the
+big ends in front, but he did not mind it; he thought it was better to
+have the big ends back, out of sight; and that made the pile lean
+forward; and presently it all fell over upon him.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page79">[pg 79]</span><span class="tei tei-q">“Did it?”</span> said James. <span class="tei tei-q">“Did it hurt you much,
+Rollo?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“No, not much. But we will follow the directions now, Jonas, if you will
+tell us what to do.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Very well,”</span> said Jonas, <span class="tei tei-q">“I will try you.</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“In the first place, you must get a few old pieces of board, and
+lay
+them along the quagmire to step upon, so as not to get your feet muddy.
+Then you must go and get a load of stones, in each wheelbarrow, and
+wheel them along. You must not tip them down at the beginning of the
+muddy place, for then they will be in your way when you come with the
+next load.</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“You must go on with them, one of you right behind the other, both
+stepping carefully on the boards, till you get to the farther end, and
+there tip them over both together. Then you must turn round yourselves,
+but not turn your wheelbarrows round. You must face the other way, and
+<span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">draw</span></span> your wheelbarrows out.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Why?”</span> said James.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Because,”</span> said Jonas, <span class="tei tei-q">“it would be difficult to turn your
+wheelbarrows
+round <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page80">[pg 80]</span>there among the mud and stones, but you can draw them out very
+easily.</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Then, besides, you must not attempt to go by one another. You must both
+stop at the same time, but as near one another as you can, and go out
+just as you came in; that is, if Rollo came in first, and James after
+him, James must come up as near to Rollo as he can, and then, when the
+loads are tipped over, and you both turn round, James will be before
+Rollo, and will draw his wheelbarrow out first. Do you understand?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Yes,”</span> said James.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Must we always go in together?”</span> asked Rollo.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Yes, that is better.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Why?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Because, if you go in at different times, you will be in one another's
+way. One will be going out when the other is coming in, and so you will
+interfere with one another. Then, besides, if you fill the wheelbarrows
+together, and wheel together, you will always be in company,—which is
+pleasanter.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Well, we will,”</span> said Rollo.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“After you have wheeled one load <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page81">[pg 81]</span>apiece in, you must go and get
+another, and wheel that in as far as you can. Tip them over on the top
+of the others, if you can, or as near as you can. Each time you will not
+go in quite so far as before, so that at last you will have covered the
+quagmire all over with stones once.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“And then must we put on the gravel?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“O no. That will not be stones enough. They would sink down into the
+mud, and the water would come up over them. So you must wheel on more.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“But how can we?”</span> said James. <span class="tei tei-q">“We cannot wheel on the top of all those
+stones.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“No,”</span> said Jonas; <span class="tei tei-q">“so you must go up to the house and get a
+pretty long,
+narrow board, as long as you and Rollo can carry, and bring it down and
+lay it along on the top of the stones. Perhaps you will have to move the
+stones a little, so as to make it steady; and then you can wheel on
+that. If one board is not long enough, you must go and get two. And you
+must put them down on one side of the path, so that the stones will go
+into the middle of the path and upon the other side, so as not to cover
+up the board.</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Then, when you have put loads of <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page82">[pg 82]</span>stones all along in this way,
+you
+must shift your boards over to the other side of the path, and then
+wheel on them again; and that will fill up the side where the boards lay
+at first. And so, after a while, you will get the whole pathway filled
+up with stones, as high as you please. I should think you had better
+fill it up nearly level with the bank on each side.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">By this time the boys came to the bars that led into the pasture, and
+they went in and began to look about for the cows. Jonas did not see
+them any where near, and so he told the boys that they might stay there
+and pick some blackberries, while he went on and found them. He said he
+thought that they must be out by the boiling spring.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">This boiling spring, as they called it, was a beautiful spring, from
+which fine cool water was always boiling up out of the sand. It was in a
+narrow glen, shaded by trees, and the water running down into a little
+sort of meadow, kept the grass green there, even in very dry times; so
+that the cows were very fond of this spot.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">James and Rollo remained, according to Jonas's proposal, near the bars,
+while he <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page83">[pg 83]</span>went along the path towards the spring. Rollo and James had
+a
+fine time gathering blackberries, until, at last, they saw the cows
+coming, lowing along the path. Presently they saw Jonas's head among the
+bushes.</p>
+
+
+
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><a name="figlist45" id="figlist45"></a></p><div class="tei tei-figure" style="text-align: center"><img src="images/i088.jpg" width="480" height="480" alt="The Cows." title="The Cows." /><div class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: center; margin-bottom: 1.00em; margin-top: 1.00em">The Cows.</div></div>
+
+
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">When he came up to the boys, he told them it was lucky that they did not
+<span class="tei tei-corr">go</span> with him.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page84">[pg 84]</span><span class="tei tei-q">“Why?”</span> said Rollo.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“I came upon an enormous hornet's nest, and you would very probably have
+got stung.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Where was it?”</span> said James.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“O, it was right over the path, just before you get to the spring.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">The boys said they were very sorry to hear that, for now they could not
+go to the spring any more; but Jonas said he meant to destroy the nest.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“How shall you destroy it?”</span> said Rollo.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“I shall burn it up.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“But how can you?”</span> said Rollo.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Jonas then explained to them how he was going to burn the hornet's nest.
+He said he should take a long pole with two prongs at one end like a
+pitchfork, and with that fork up a bunch of hay. Then he should set the
+top of the hay on fire, and stand it up directly under the nest.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">The boys continued talking about the hornet's nest all the way home, and
+forgot to say any thing more about the causey until just as they were
+going into the yard. Then they told Jonas that he had not told them how
+to put on the gravel, on the top.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page85">[pg 85]</span>He said he could not tell them then, and, besides, they would
+have as
+much as they could do to put in stones for one day.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Besides, James said it was sundown, and time for him to go home; but he
+promised to come the next morning, if his mother would let him, as soon
+as he had finished his lessons.</p>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="tei tei-div" style="margin-bottom: 4.00em; margin-top: 4.00em">
+<a name="toc46" id="toc46"></a>
+<a name="pdf47" id="pdf47"></a>
+<h2 class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 2.88em; margin-top: 2.88em"><span style="font-size: 144%">Keeping Tally.</span></h2>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo and James began their work the next day about the middle of the
+forenoon, determined to obey Jonas's directions exactly, and to work
+industriously for an hour. They put a number of small pieces of board
+upon their wheelbarrows, to put along the pathway at first, and just as
+they had got them placed, Jonas came down just to see whether they were
+beginning right.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">He saw them wheel in one or two loads of stones, and told them he
+thought they were doing very well.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“We have earned one cent already,”</span> said Rollo.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page86">[pg 86]</span><span class="tei tei-q">“How,”</span> said Jonas; <span class="tei tei-q">“is your father going to pay you for
+your work?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Yes,”</span> said Rollo, <span class="tei tei-q">“a cent for every two loads we put in.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Then you must keep tally,”</span> said Jonas.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“<span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">Tally</span></span>,”</span> said Rollo, <span class="tei tei-q">“what is tally?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Tally is the reckoning. How are you going to remember how many loads
+you wheel in?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“O, we can remember easily enough,”</span> said Rollo: <span class="tei tei-q">“we will count them as
+we go along.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“That will never do,”</span> said Jonas. <span class="tei tei-q">“You must mark them down with a
+piece
+of chalk on your wheelbarrow.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">So saying, Jonas fumbled in his pockets, and drew out a small, well-worn
+piece of chalk, and then tipped up Rollo's wheelbarrow, saying,</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“How many loads do you say you have carried already?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Two,”</span> said Rollo.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Two,”</span> repeated Jonas; and he made two white marks with his chalk on the
+side of the wheelbarrow.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“There!”</span> said he.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Mark mine,”</span> said James; <span class="tei tei-q">“I have wheeled two loads.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page87">[pg 87]</span>Jonas marked them, and then laid the chalk down upon a flat stone
+by the
+side of the path, and told the boys that they must stop after every
+load, and make a mark, and that would keep the reckoning exact.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Jonas then left them, and the boys went on with their work. They wheeled
+ten loads of stones apiece, and by that time had the bottom of the path
+all covered, so that they could not wheel any more, without the long
+boards. They went up and got the boards, and laid them down as Jonas had
+described, and then went on with their wheeling.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">At first, James kept constantly stopping, either to play, or to hear
+Rollo talk; for they kept the wheelbarrows together all the time, as
+Jonas had recommended. At such times, Rollo would remind him of his
+work, for he had himself learned to work steadily. They were getting on
+very finely, when, at length, they heard a bell ringing at the house.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">This bell was to call them home; for as Rollo and Jonas were often away
+at a <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page88">[pg 88]</span>little distance from the house, too far to be called very
+easily,
+there was a bell to ring to call them home; and Mary, the girl, had two
+ways of ringing it—one way for Jonas, and another for Rollo.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">The bell was rung now for Rollo; and so he and James walked along
+towards home. When they had got about half way, they saw Rollo's father
+standing at the door, with a basket in his hand; and he called out to
+them to bring their wheelbarrows.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">So the boys went back for their wheelbarrows.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">When they came up a second time with their wheelbarrows before them, he
+asked how they had got along with their work.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“O, famously,”</span> said Rollo. <span class="tei tei-q">“There is the tally,”</span> said he, turning
+up the
+side of the wheelbarrow towards his father, so that he could see all the
+marks.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Why, have you wheeled as many loads as that?”</span> said his father.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Yes, sir,”</span> said Rollo, <span class="tei tei-q">“and James just as many too.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“And were they all good loads?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Yes, all good, full loads.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page89">[pg 89]</span><span class="tei tei-q">“Well, you have done very well. Count them, and see how many
+there are.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">The boys counted them, and found there were fifteen.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“That is enough to come to seven cents, and one load over,”</span> said Rollo's
+father; and he took out his purse, and gave the boys seven cents each,
+that is, a six-cent piece in silver, and one cent besides. He told them
+they might keep the money until they had finished their work, and then
+he would tell them about purchasing something with it.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Now,”</span> said he, <span class="tei tei-q">“you can rub out the tally—all but one mark. I
+have
+paid you for fourteen loads, and you have wheeled in fifteen; so you
+have one mark to go to the new tally. You can go round to the shed, and
+find a wet cloth, and wipe out your marks clean, and then make one
+again, and leave it there for to-morrow.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“But we are going right back now,”</span> said Rollo.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“No,”</span> said his father; <span class="tei tei-q">“I don't want you to do any more
+to-day.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Why not, father? We want to, very much.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page90">[pg 90]</span><span class="tei tei-q">“I cannot tell you why, now; but I choose you should not. And,
+now, here
+is a luncheon for you in this basket. You may go and eat it where you
+please.”</span></p>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="tei tei-div" style="margin-bottom: 4.00em; margin-top: 4.00em">
+<a name="toc48" id="toc48"></a>
+<a name="pdf49" id="pdf49"></a>
+<h2 class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 2.88em; margin-top: 2.88em"><span style="font-size: 144%">Rights Defined.</span></h2>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">So the boys took the basket, and, after they had rubbed out the tally,
+they went and sat down by their sand-garden, and began to eat the bread
+and cheese very happily together.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">After they had finished their luncheon, they went and got a
+watering-pot, and began to water their sand-garden, and, while doing it,
+began to talk about what they should buy with their money. They talked
+of several things that they should like, and, at last, Rollo said he
+meant to buy a bow and arrow with his.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“A bow and arrow?”</span> said James. <span class="tei tei-q">“I do not believe your father will let
+you.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Yes, he will let me,”</span> said Rollo. <span class="tei tei-q">“Besides, it is <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">our</span></span> money, and we
+can do what we have a mind to with it.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“I don't believe that,”</span> said James.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page91">[pg 91]</span><span class="tei tei-q">“Why, yes, we can,”</span> said Rollo.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“I don't believe we can,”</span> said James.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Well, I mean to go and ask my father,”</span> said Rollo, <span class="tei tei-q">“this
+minute.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">So he laid down the watering-pot, and ran in, and James after him. When
+they got into the room where his father was, they came and stood by his
+side a minute, waiting for him to be ready to speak to them.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Presently, his father laid down his pen, and said,</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“What, my boys!”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Is not this money our own?”</span> said Rollo.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Yes.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“And can we not buy what we have a mind to with it?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“That depends upon what you have a mind to buy.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“But, father, I should think that, if it was our own, we might do <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">any
+thing</span></span> with it we please.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“No,”</span> said his father, <span class="tei tei-q">“that does not follow, at all.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Why, father,”</span> said Rollo, looking disappointed, <span class="tei tei-q">“I thought every body
+could <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page92">[pg 92]</span>do what they pleased with their own things.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Whose hat is that you have on? Is it James's?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“No, sir, it is mine.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Are you sure it is your own?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Why, yes, sir,”</span> said Rollo, taking off his hat and looking at it, and
+wondering what his father could mean.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Well, do you suppose you have a right to go and sell it?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“No, sir,”</span> said Rollo.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Or go and burn it up?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“No, sir.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Or give it away?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“No, sir.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Then it seems that people cannot always do what they please with their
+own things.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Why, father, it seems to me, that is a very different thing.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“I dare say it seems so to you; but it is not—it is just the same
+thing. No person can do <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">anything they please</span></span> with their
+property.
+There are limits and restrictions in all cases. And in all cases where
+children have property, whether it <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page93">[pg 93]</span>is money, hats, toys, or any
+thing,
+they are always limited and restricted to such a use of them <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">as their
+parents approve</span></span>. So, when I give you money, it becomes yours just as
+your clothes, or your wheelbarrow, or your books, are yours. They are
+all yours to use and to enjoy; but in the way of using them and enjoying
+them, you must be under my direction. Do you understand that?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Why, yes, sir,”</span> said Rollo.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“And does it not appear reasonable?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Yes, sir, I don't know but it is reasonable. But <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">men</span></span> can do anything
+they please with their money, can they not?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“No,”</span> said his father; <span class="tei tei-q">“they are under various restrictions made by
+the
+laws of the land. But I cannot talk any more about it now. When you have
+finished your work, I will talk with you about expending your money.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">The boys went on with their work the next day, and built the causey up
+high enough with stones. They then levelled them off, and began to wheel
+on the gravel. Jonas made each of them a little shovel out of a shingle;
+and, as the gravel was <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page94">[pg 94]</span>lying loose under a high bank, they could
+shovel
+it up easily, and fill their wheelbarrows. The third day they covered
+the stones entirely with gravel, and smoothed it all over with a rake
+and hoe, and, after it had become well trodden, it made a beautiful,
+hard causey; so that now there was a firm and dry road all the way from
+the house to the watering-place at the brook.</p>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="tei tei-div" style="margin-bottom: 4.00em; margin-top: 4.00em">
+<a name="toc50" id="toc50"></a>
+<a name="pdf51" id="pdf51"></a>
+<h2 class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 2.88em; margin-top: 2.88em"><span style="font-size: 144%">Calculation.</span></h2>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">On counting up the loads which it had taken to do this work, Rollo's
+father found that he owed Rollo twenty-three cents, and James
+twenty-one. The reason why Rollo had earned the most was because, at one
+time, James said he was tired, and must rest, and, while he was resting,
+Rollo went on wheeling.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">James seemed rather sorry that he had not got as many cents as Rollo.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“I wish I had not stopped to rest,”</span> said he.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“I wish so too,”</span> said Rollo; <span class="tei tei-q">“but I <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page95">[pg 95]</span>will give you two of
+my cents, and
+then I shall have only twenty-one, like you.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Shall we be alike then?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Yes,”</span> said Rollo; <span class="tei tei-q">“for, you see, two cents taken away from
+twenty-three, leaves twenty-one, which is just as many as you have.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Yes, but then I shall have more. If you give me two, <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">I</span></span> shall have
+twenty-three.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“So you will,”</span> said Rollo; <span class="tei tei-q">“I did not think of that.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">The boys paused at this unexpected difficulty; at last, Rollo said he
+might give his two cents back to his father, and then they should have
+both alike.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Just then the boys heard some one calling,</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Rollo!”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo looked up, and saw his mother at the chamber window. She was
+sitting there at work, and had heard their conversation.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“What, mother?”</span> said Rollo.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“You might give him <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">one</span></span> of yours, and then you will
+both have
+twenty-two.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">They thought that this would be a fine <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page96">[pg 96]</span>plan, and wondered why
+they had
+not thought of it before. A few days afterwards, they decided to buy two
+little shovels with their money, one for each, so that they might shovel
+sand and gravel easier than with the wooden shovels that Jonas made.</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="tei tei-div" style="margin-bottom: 5.00em; margin-top: 5.00em">
+<span class="tei tei-pb" id="page99">[pg 99]</span>
+<a name="toc52" id="toc52"></a>
+<a name="pdf53" id="pdf53"></a>
+<h1 class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 3.46em; margin-top: 3.46em"><span style="font-size: 173%">Rollo's Garden.</span></h1>
+
+
+<div class="tei tei-div" style="margin-bottom: 4.00em; margin-top: 4.00em">
+<a name="toc54" id="toc54"></a>
+<a name="pdf55" id="pdf55"></a>
+<h2 class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 2.88em; margin-top: 2.88em"><span style="font-size: 144%">Farmer Cropwell.</span></h2>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">One warm morning, early in the spring, just after the snow was melted
+off from the ground, Rollo and his father went to take a walk. The
+ground by the side of the road was dry and settled, and they walked
+along very pleasantly; and at length they came to a fine-looking farm.
+The house was not very large, but there were great sheds and barns, and
+spacious yards, and high wood-piles, and flocks of geese, and hens and
+turkeys, and cattle and sheep, sunning themselves around the barns.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo and his father walked into the yard, and went up to the end door,
+a large pig running away with a grunt when they came up. The door was
+open, and Rollo's father knocked at it with the head of <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page100">[pg 100]</span>his cane. A
+pleasant-looking young woman came to the door.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Is Farmer Cropwell at home?”</span> said Rollo's father.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Yes, sir,”</span> said she, <span class="tei tei-q">“he is out in the long barn, I believe.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Shall I go there and look for him?”</span> said he.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“If you please, sir.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">So Rollo's father walked along to the barn.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">It was a long barn indeed. Rollo thought he had never seen so large a
+building. On each side was a long range of stalls for cattle, facing
+towards the middle, and great scaffolds overhead, partly filled with hay
+and with bundles of straw. They walked down the barn floor, and in one
+place Rollo passed a large bull chained by the nose in one of the
+stalls. The bull uttered a sort of low growl or roar, as Rollo and his
+father passed, which made him a little afraid; but his attention was
+soon attracted to some hens, a little farther along, which were standing
+on the edge of the scaffolding over his head, and cackling with noise
+enough to fill the whole barn.</p>
+
+
+
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><a name="figlist56" id="figlist56"></a></p><div class="tei tei-figure" style="text-align: center"><img src="images/i107.jpg" width="480" height="730" alt="The Bull Chained by the Nose." title="The Bull Chained by the Nose." /><div class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: center; margin-bottom: 1.00em; margin-top: 1.00em">The Bull Chained by the Nose.</div></div>
+
+
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page101">[pg 101]</span>When they got to the other end of the barn, they found a door
+leading
+out into a shed; and there was Farmer Cropwell, with one of his men and
+a pretty large boy, getting out some ploughs.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Good morning, Mr. Cropwell,”</span> said Rollo's father; <span class="tei tei-q">“what! are you
+going
+to ploughing?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Why, it is about time to overhaul the ploughs, and see that they are in
+order. I think we shall have an early season.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Yes, I find my garden is getting settled, and I came to talk with you a
+little about some garden seeds.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">The truth was, that Rollo's father was accustomed to come every spring,
+and purchase his garden seeds at this farm; and so, after a few minutes,
+they went into the house, taking Rollo with them, to get the seeds that
+were wanted, out of the seed-room.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">What they called the seed-room was a large closet in the house, with
+shelves all around it; and Rollo waited there a little while, until the
+seeds were selected, put up in papers, and given to his father.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">When this was all done, and they were just coming out, the farmer said,
+<span class="tei tei-q">“Well, <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page102">[pg 102]</span>my little boy, you have been very still and patient.
+Should not
+you like some seeds too? Have you got any garden?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“No, sir,”</span> said Rollo; <span class="tei tei-q">“but perhaps my father will give me some ground
+for one.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Well, I will give you a few seeds, at any rate.”</span> So he opened a little
+drawer, and took out some seeds, and put them in a piece of paper, and
+wrote something on the outside. Then he did so again and again, until he
+had four little papers, which he handed to Rollo, and told him to plant
+them in his garden.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo thanked him, and took his seeds, and they returned home.</p>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="tei tei-div" style="margin-bottom: 4.00em; margin-top: 4.00em">
+<a name="toc57" id="toc57"></a>
+<a name="pdf58" id="pdf58"></a>
+<h2 class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 2.88em; margin-top: 2.88em"><span style="font-size: 144%">Work and Play.</span></h2>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">On the way, Rollo thought it would be an excellent plan for him to have
+a garden, and he told his father so.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“I think it would be an excellent plan myself,”</span> said his father. <span class="tei tei-q">“But
+do
+you intend to make work or play of it?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Why, I must make work of it, must not I, if I have a real garden?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page103">[pg 103]</span><span class="tei tei-q">“No,”</span> said his father; <span class="tei tei-q">“you may make play of it if you
+choose.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“How?”</span> said Rollo.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Why, you can take a hoe, and hoe about in the ground as long as it
+amuses you to hoe; and then you can plant your seeds, and water and weed
+them just as long as you find any amusement in it. Then, if you have any
+thing else to play with, you can neglect your garden a long time, and
+let the weeds grow, and not come and pull them up until you get tired of
+other play, and happen to feel like working in your garden.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“I should not think that that would be a very good plan,”</span> said
+Rollo.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Why, yes,”</span> replied his father; <span class="tei tei-q">“I do not know but that it is a good
+plan enough,—that is, for <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">play</span></span>. It is right for you
+to play
+sometimes; and I do not know why you might not play with a piece of
+ground, and seeds, as well as with any thing else.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Well, father, how should I manage my garden if I was going to make
+<span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">work</span></span> of it?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“O, then you would not do it for amusement, but for the useful results.<span class="tei tei-pb" id="page104">[pg 104]</span>
+You would consider what you could raise to best advantage, and then lay
+out your garden; not as you might happen to <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">fancy</span></span> doing
+it, but so as
+to get the most produce from it. When you come to dig it over, you would
+not consider how long you could find amusement in digging, but how much
+digging is necessary to make the ground productive; and so in all your
+operations.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Well, father, which do you think would be the best plan for me?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Why, I hardly know. By making play of it, you will have the greatest
+pleasure as you go along. But, in the other plan, you will have some
+good crops of vegetables, fruits, and flowers.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“And shouldn't I have any crops if I made play of my garden?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Yes; I think you might, perhaps, have some flowers, and, perhaps, some
+beans and peas.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo hesitated for some time which plan he should adopt. He had worked
+enough to know that it was often very tiresome to keep on with his work
+when he wanted to go and play; but then he knew that after it was over,
+there was <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page105">[pg 105]</span>great satisfaction in thinking of useful employment, and
+in
+seeing what had been done.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">That afternoon he went out into the garden to consider what he should
+do, and he found his father there, staking out some ground.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Father,”</span> said he, <span class="tei tei-q">“whereabouts should you give me the ground for my
+garden?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Why, that depends,”</span> said his father, <span class="tei tei-q">“on the plan you determine upon.
+If you are going to make play of it, I must give you ground in a back
+corner, where the irregularity, and the weeds, will be out of sight. But
+if you conclude to have a real garden, and to work industriously a
+little while every day upon it, I should give it to you there, just
+beyond the pear-tree.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo looked at the two places, but he could not make up his mind. That
+evening he asked Jonas about it, and Jonas advised him to ask his father
+to let him have both. <span class="tei tei-q">“Then,”</span> said he, <span class="tei tei-q">“you can work on your real garden
+as long as there is any necessary work to be done, and then you could go
+and play about the other with James or Lucy, when they are here.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page106">[pg 106]</span>Rollo went off immediately, and asked his father. His father
+said there
+would be some difficulties about that; but he would think of it, and see
+if there was any way to avoid them.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">The next morning, when he came in to breakfast, he had a paper in his
+hand, and he told Rollo he had concluded to let him have the two
+gardens, on certain conditions, which he had written down. He opened the
+paper, and read as follows:—</p>
+
+<div class="tei tei-tb"><hr style="width: 50%" /></div>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“<span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">Conditions on which I let Rollo have two
+pieces of land to cultivate</span></span>;
+the one to be called his <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">working-garden</span></span>, and the other
+his
+<span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">playing-garden</span></span>.</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“1. In cultivating his working-garden, he is to take Jonas's
+advice, and
+to follow it faithfully in every respect.</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“2. He is not to go and work upon his playing-garden, at any
+time, when
+there is any work that ought to be done on his working-garden.</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“3. If he lets his working-garden get out of order, and I give
+him
+notice of it; then, if it is not put perfectly in order again within
+three days after receiving the notice, he is to forfeit the garden, and
+all that is growing upon it.</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page107">[pg 107]</span><span class="tei tei-q">“4. Whatever he raises, he may sell to me, at fair prices, at
+the end of
+the season.”</span></p>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="tei tei-div" style="margin-bottom: 4.00em; margin-top: 4.00em">
+<a name="toc59" id="toc59"></a>
+<a name="pdf60" id="pdf60"></a>
+<h2 class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 2.88em; margin-top: 2.88em"><span style="font-size: 144%">Planting.</span></h2>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo accepted the conditions, and asked his father to stake out the two
+pieces of ground for him, as soon as he could; and his father did so
+that day. The piece for the working-garden was much the largest. There
+was a row of currant-bushes near it, and his father said he might
+consider all those opposite his piece of ground as included in it, and
+belonging to him.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">So Rollo asked Jonas what he had better do first, and Jonas told him
+that the first thing was to dig his ground all over, pretty deep; and,
+as it was difficult to begin it, Jonas said he would begin it for him.
+So Jonas began, and dug along one side, and instructed Rollo how to
+throw up the spadefuls of earth out of the way, so that the next
+spadeful would come up easier.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Jonas, in this way, made a kind of <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page108">[pg 108]</span>a trench all along the side
+of
+Rollo's ground; and he told Rollo to be careful to throw every spadeful
+well forward, so as to keep the trench open and free, and then it would
+be easy for him to dig.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Jonas then left him, and told him that there was work enough for him for
+three or four days, to dig up his ground well.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo went to work, very patiently, for the first day, and persevered an
+hour in digging up his ground. Then he left his work for that day; and
+the next morning, when the regular hour which he had allotted to work
+arrived, he found he had not much inclination to return to it. He
+accordingly asked his father whether it would not be a good plan to
+plant what he had already dug, before he dug any more.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“What is Jonas's advice?”</span> said his father.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Why, he told me I had better dig it all up first; but I thought that,
+if I planted part first, those things would be growing while I am
+digging up the rest of the ground.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“But you must do, you know, as Jonas advises; that is the condition.
+Next <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page109">[pg 109]</span>year, perhaps, you will be old enough to act according to your
+own
+judgment; but this year you must follow guidance.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo recollected the condition, and he had nothing to say against it;
+but he looked dissatisfied.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Don't you think that is reasonable, Rollo?”</span> said his father.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Why; I don't know,”</span> said Rollo.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“This very case shows that it is reasonable. Here you want to plant a
+part before you have got the ground prepared. The real reason is because
+you are tired of digging; not because you are really of opinion that
+that would be a better plan. You have not the means of judging whether
+it is, or is not, now, time to begin to put in seeds.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo could not help seeing that that was his real motive; and he
+promised his father that he would go on, though it was tiresome. It was
+not the hard labor of the digging that fatigued him, for, by following
+Jonas's directions, he found it easy work; but it was the sameness of
+it. He longed for something new.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">He persevered, however, and it was a valuable lesson to him; for when he
+had <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page110">[pg 110]</span>got it all done, he was so satisfied with thinking that it was
+fairly completed, and in thinking that now it was all ready together,
+and that he could form a plan for the whole at once, that he determined
+that forever after, when he had any unpleasant piece of work to do, he
+would go on patiently through it, even if it was tiresome.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">With Jonas's help, Rollo planned his garden beautifully. He put double
+rows of peas and beans all around, so that when they should grow up,
+they would enclose his garden like a fence or hedge, and make it look
+snug and pleasant within. Then, he had a row of corn, for he thought he
+should like some green corn himself to roast. Then, he had one bed of
+beets and some hills of muskmelons, and in one corner he planted some
+flower seeds, so that he could have some flowers to put into his
+mother's glasses, for the mantel-piece.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo took great interest in laying out and planting his ground, and in
+watching the garden when the seeds first came up; for all this was easy
+and pleasant work. In the intervals, he used to play on his<span class="tei tei-pb" id="page111">[pg 111]</span>
+pleasure-ground, planting and digging, and setting out, just as he
+pleased.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Sometimes he, and James, and Lucy, would go out in the woods with his
+little wheelbarrow, and dig up roots of flowers and little trees there,
+and bring them in, and set them out here and there. But he did not
+proceed regularly with this ground. He did not dig it all up first, and
+then form a regular plan for the whole; and the consequence was, that it
+soon became very irregular. He would want to make a path one day where
+he had set out a little tree, perhaps, a few days before; and it often
+happened that, when he was making a little trench to sow one kind of
+seeds, out came a whole parcel of others that he had put in before, and
+forgotten.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Then, when the seeds came up in his playing-garden, they came up here
+and there, irregularly; but, in his working-garden, all looked orderly
+and beautiful.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">One evening, just before sundown, Rollo brought out his father and
+mother to look at his two gardens. The difference between them was very
+great; and Rollo, as he ran along before his father, said that <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page112">[pg 112]</span>he
+thought the working plan of making a garden was a great deal better than
+the playing plan.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“That depends upon what your object is.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“How so?”</span> said Rollo.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Why, which do you think you have had the most amusement from, thus
+far?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Why, I have had most amusement, I suppose, in the little garden in the
+corner.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Yes,”</span> said his father, <span class="tei tei-q">“undoubtedly. But the other appears altogether
+the best now, and will produce altogether more in the end. So, if your
+object is useful results, you must manage systematically, regularly, and
+patiently; but if you only want amusement as you go along, you had
+better do every day just as you happen to feel inclined.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Well, father, which do you think is best for a boy?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“For quite small boys, a garden for play is best. They have not patience
+or industry enough for any other.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Do you think I have patience or industry enough?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“You have done very well, so far; but the trying time is to come.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page113">[pg 113]</span><span class="tei tei-q">“Why, father?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Because the novelty of the beginning is over, and now you will have a
+good deal of hoeing and weeding to do for a month to come. I am not sure
+but that you will forfeit your land yet.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“But you are to give me three days' notice, you know.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“That is true; but we shall see.”</span></p>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="tei tei-div" style="margin-bottom: 4.00em; margin-top: 4.00em">
+<a name="toc61" id="toc61"></a>
+<a name="pdf62" id="pdf62"></a>
+<h2 class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 2.88em; margin-top: 2.88em"><span style="font-size: 144%">The Trying Time.</span></h2>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">The trying time did come, true enough; for, in June and July, Rollo
+found it hard to take proper care of his garden. If he had worked
+resolutely an hour, once or twice a week, it would have been enough; but
+he became interested in other plays, and, when Jonas reminded him that
+the weeds were growing, he would go in and hoe a few minutes, and then
+go away to play.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">At last, one day his father gave him notice that his garden was getting
+out of order, and, unless it was entirely restored in three days, it
+must be forfeited.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page114">[pg 114]</span>Rollo was not much alarmed, for he thought he should have ample
+time to
+do it before the three days should have expired.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">It was just at night that Rollo received his notice. He worked a little
+the next morning; but his heart was not in it much, and he left it
+before he had made much progress. The weeds were well rooted and strong,
+and he found it much harder to get them up than he expected. The next
+day, he did a little more, and, near the latter part of the afternoon,
+Jonas saw him running about after butterflies in the yard, and asked him
+if he had got his work all done.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“No,”</span> said he; <span class="tei tei-q">“but I think I have got more than half done, and I can
+finish it very early to-morrow.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“To-morrow!”</span> said Jonas. <span class="tei tei-q">“To-morrow is Sunday, and you cannot work
+then.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Is it?”</span> said Rollo, with much surprise and alarm; <span class="tei tei-q">“I didn't know
+that.
+What shall I do? Do you suppose my father will count Sunday?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Yes,”</span> said Jonas, <span class="tei tei-q">“I presume he will. He said, three <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">days</span></span>, without
+mentioning any thing about Sunday.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page115">[pg 115]</span>Rollo ran for his hoe. He had become much attached to his
+ground, and
+was very unwilling to lose it; but he knew that his father would
+rigorously insist on his forfeiting it, if he failed to keep the
+conditions. So he went to work as hard as he could.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">It was then almost sundown. He hoed away, and pulled up the weeds, as
+industriously as possible, until the sun went down. He then kept on
+until it was so dark that he could not see any longer, and then, finding
+that there was considerable more to be done, and that he could not work
+any longer, he sat down on the side of his little wheelbarrow, and burst
+into tears.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">He knew, however, that it would do no good to cry, and so, after a time,
+he dried his eyes, and went in. He could not help hoping that his father
+would not count the Sunday; and <span class="tei tei-q">“If I can only have Monday,”</span> said he to
+himself, <span class="tei tei-q">“it will all be well.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">He went in to ask his father, but found that he had gone away, and would
+not come home until quite late. He begged his mother to let him sit up
+until he came <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page116">[pg 116]</span>home, so that he could ask him, and, as she saw that
+he
+was so anxious and unhappy about it, she consented. Rollo sat at the
+window watching, and, as soon as he heard his father drive up to the
+door, he went out, and, while he was getting out of the chaise, he said
+to him, in a trembling, faltering voice,</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Father, do you count Sunday as one of my three days?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“No, my son.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo clapped his hands, and said, <span class="tei tei-q">“O, how glad!”</span> and ran back. He told
+his mother that he was very much obliged to her for letting him sit up,
+and now he was ready to go to bed.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">He went to his room, undressed himself, and, in a few minutes, his
+father came in to get his light.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Father,”</span> said Rollo, <span class="tei tei-q">“I am very much obliged to you for not counting
+Sunday.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“It is not out of any indulgence to you, Rollo; I have no right to count
+Sunday.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“No right, father? Why, you said three days.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Yes; but in such agreements as that, three working days are always
+meant; so that, strictly, according to the <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page117">[pg 117]</span>agreement, I do not
+think I
+have any right to count Sunday. If I had, I should have felt obliged to
+count it.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Why, father?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Because I want you, when you grow up to be a man, to be <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">bound</span></span> by your
+agreements. Men will hold you to your agreements when you are a man, and
+I want you to be accustomed to it while you are a boy. I should rather
+give up twice as much land as your garden, than take yours away from you
+now; but I must do it if you do not get it in good order before the time
+is out.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“But, father, I shall, for I shall have time enough on Monday.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“True; but some accident may prevent it. Suppose you should be
+sick.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“If I was sick, should you count it?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Certainly. You ought not to let your garden get out of order; and, if
+you do it, you run the risk of all accidents that may prevent your
+working during the three days.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo bade his father good night, and he went to sleep, thinking what a
+narrow escape he had had. He felt sure that he should save it now, for
+he did not think <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page118">[pg 118]</span>there was the least danger of his being sick on
+Monday.</p>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="tei tei-div" style="margin-bottom: 4.00em; margin-top: 4.00em">
+<a name="toc63" id="toc63"></a>
+<a name="pdf64" id="pdf64"></a>
+<h2 class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 2.88em; margin-top: 2.88em"><span style="font-size: 144%">A Narrow Escape.</span></h2>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Monday morning came, and, when he awoke, his first movement was, to jump
+out of bed, exclaiming,</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Well, I am not sick this morning, am I?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">He had scarcely spoken the words, however, before his ear caught the
+sound of rain, and, looking out of the window, he saw, to his utter
+consternation, that it was pouring steadily down, and, from the wind and
+the gray uniformity of the clouds, there was every appearance of a
+settled storm.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“What shall I do?”</span> said Rollo. <span class="tei tei-q">“What shall I do? Why did I not finish
+it
+on Saturday?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">He dressed himself, went down stairs, and looked out at the clouds.
+There was no prospect of any thing but rain. He ate his breakfast, and
+then went out, and looked again. Rain, still. He studied and <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page119">[pg 119]</span>recited
+his morning lessons, and then again looked out. Rain, rain. He could not
+help hoping it would clear up before night; but, as it continued so
+steadily, he began to be seriously afraid that, after all, he should
+lose his garden.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">He spent the day very anxiously and unhappily. He knew, from what his
+father had said, that he could not hope to have another day allowed, and
+that all would depend on his being able to do the work before night.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">At last, about the middle of the afternoon, Rollo came into the room
+where his father and mother were sitting, and told his father that it
+did not rain a great deal then, and asked him if he might not go out and
+finish his weeding; he did not care, he said, if he did get wet.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“But your getting wet will not injure you alone—it will spoil your
+clothes.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Besides, you will take cold,”</span> said his mother.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Perhaps he would not take cold, if he were to put on dry clothes as
+soon as he leaves working,”</span> said his father; <span class="tei tei-q">“but wetting his clothes
+would put you to a <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page120">[pg 120]</span>good deal of trouble. No; I'd rather you would
+not
+go, on the whole, Rollo.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo turned away with tears in his eyes, and went out into the kitchen.
+He sat down on a bench in the shed where Jonas was working, and looked
+out towards the garden. Jonas pitied him, and would gladly have gone and
+done the work for him; but he knew that his father would not allow that.
+At last, a sudden thought struck him.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Rollo,”</span> said he, <span class="tei tei-q">“you might perhaps find some old clothes in the
+garret, which it would not hurt to get wet.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo jumped up, and said, <span class="tei tei-q">“Let us go and see.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">They went up garret, and found, hanging up, quite a quantity of old
+clothes. Some belonged to Jonas, some to himself, and they selected the
+worst ones they could find, and carried them down into the shed.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Then Rollo went and called his mother to come out, and he asked her if
+she thought it would hurt those old clothes to get wet. She laughed, and
+said no; and said she would go and ask his father to let him go out with
+them.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page121">[pg 121]</span>In a few minutes, she came back, and said that his father
+consented, but
+that he must go himself, and put on the old clothes, without troubling
+his mother, and then, when he came back, he must rub himself dry with a
+towel, and put on his common dress, and put the wet ones somewhere in
+the shed to dry; and when they were dry, put them all back carefully in
+their places.</p>
+
+
+
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><a name="figlist65" id="figlist65"></a></p><div class="tei tei-figure" style="text-align: center"><img src="images/i128.jpg" width="480" height="480" alt="Work in the Rain." title="Work in the Rain." /><div class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: center; margin-bottom: 1.00em; margin-top: 1.00em">Work in the Rain.</div></div>
+
+
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page122">[pg 122]</span>Rollo ran up to his room, and rigged himself out, as well as he
+could,
+putting one of Jonas's great coats over him, and wearing an old
+broad-brimmed straw hat on his head. Thus equipped, he took his hoe, and
+sallied forth in the rain.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">At first he thought it was good fun; but, in about half an hour, he
+began to be tired, and to feel very uncomfortable. The rain spattered in
+his face, and leaked down the back of his neck; and then the ground was
+wet and slippery; and once or twice he almost gave up in despair.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">He persevered, however, and before dark he got it done. He raked off all
+the weeds, and smoothed the ground over carefully, for he knew his
+father would come out to examine it as soon as the storm was over. Then
+he went in, rubbed himself dry, changed his clothes, and went and took
+his seat by the kitchen fire.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">His father came out a few minutes after, and said, <span class="tei tei-q">“Well, Rollo, have
+you got through?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Yes, sir,”</span> said Rollo.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Well, I am <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">very</span></span> glad of it. I was afraid you would
+have lost your
+garden. As it is, perhaps it will do you good.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page123">[pg 123]</span><span class="tei tei-q">“How?”</span> said Rollo. <span class="tei tei-q">“What good?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“It will teach you, I hope, that it is dangerous to neglect or postpone
+doing one's duty. We cannot always depend on repairing the mischief.
+When the proper opportunity is once lost, it may never return.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo said nothing, but he thought he should remember the lesson as long
+as he lived.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">He remembered it for the rest of that summer, at any rate, and did not
+run any more risks. He kept his ground very neat, and his father did not
+have to give him notice again. His corn grew finely, and he had many a
+good roasting ear from it; and his flowers helped ornament the parlor
+mantel-piece all the summer; and the green peas, and the beans, and the
+muskmelons, and the other vegetables, which his father took and paid
+for, amounted to more than two dollars.<span class="tei tei-pb" id="page124">[pg 124]</span></p>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="tei tei-div" style="margin-bottom: 4.00em; margin-top: 4.00em">
+<a name="toc66" id="toc66"></a>
+<a name="pdf67" id="pdf67"></a>
+<h2 class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 2.88em; margin-top: 2.88em"><span style="font-size: 144%">Advice.</span></h2>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Well, Rollo,”</span> said his father, one evening, as he was sitting on his
+cricket before a bright, glowing fire, late in the autumn, after all his
+fruits were gathered in, <span class="tei tei-q">“you have really done some work this summer,
+haven't you?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Yes, sir,”</span> said Rollo; and he began to reckon up the amount of peas,
+and beans, and corn, and other things, that he had raised.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Yes,”</span> said his father, <span class="tei tei-q">“you have had a pretty good garden; but the
+best
+of it is your own improvement. You are really beginning to get over some
+of the faults of <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">boy work</span></span>.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“What are the faults of boy work?”</span> said Rollo.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“One of the first is, confounding work with play,—or
+rather expecting
+the pleasure of play, while they are doing work. There is great pleasure
+in doing work, as I have told you before, when it is well and properly
+done, but it is very different from the pleasure of play. It comes
+later; <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page125">[pg 125]</span>generally after the work is done. While you are doing your
+work,
+it requires <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">exertion</span></span> and <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">self-denial</span></span>, and sometimes the sameness is
+tiresome.</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“It is so with <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">men</span></span> when they work, but
+they expect it will be so, and
+persevere notwithstanding; but <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">boys</span></span>, who have not learned
+this, expect
+their work will be play; and, when they find it is not so, they get
+tired, and want to leave it or to find some new way.</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“You showed your wish to make play of your work, that day when you were
+getting in your chips, by insisting on having just such a basket as you
+happened to fancy; and then, when you got a little tired of that, going
+for the wheelbarrow; and then leaving the chips altogether, and going to
+piling the wood.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Well, father,”</span> said Rollo, <span class="tei tei-q">“do not men try to make their work as
+pleasant as they can?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Yes, but they do not continually change from one thing to
+another in
+hopes to make it <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">amusing</span></span>. They always expect that it will
+be laborious
+and tiresome, and they understand this before<span class="tei tei-pb" id="page126">[pg 126]</span>hand, and go steadily
+forward notwithstanding. You are beginning to learn to do this.</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Another fault, which you boys are very apt to fall into, is
+impatience.
+This comes from the first fault; for you expect, when you go to work,
+the kind of pleasure you have in play, and when you find you do not
+obtain it, or meet with any difficulties, you grow impatient, and get
+tired of what you are doing.</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“From this follows the third fault—<span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">changeableness</span></span>, or want of
+perseverance. Instead of steadily going forward in the way they
+commence, boys are very apt to abandon one thing after another, and to
+try this new way, and that new way, so as to accomplish very little in
+any thing.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Do you think I have overcome all these?”</span> said Rollo.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“In part,”</span> said his father; <span class="tei tei-q">“you begin to understand something about
+them, and to be on your guard against them. But you have only made a
+beginning.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Only a beginning?”</span> said Rollo; <span class="tei tei-q">“why, I thought I had learned to work
+pretty well.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page127">[pg 127]</span><span class="tei tei-q">“So you have, for a little boy; but it is only a beginning,
+after all. I
+don't think you would succeed in persevering steadily, so as to
+accomplish any serious undertaking now.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Why, father, <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">I</span></span> think I should.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Suppose I should give you the Latin grammar to learn in three months,
+and tell you that, at the end of that time, I would hear you recite it
+all at once. Do you suppose you should be ready?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Why, father, that is not <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">work</span></span>.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Yes,”</span> said his father, <span class="tei tei-q">“that is one kind of work,—and just such
+a kind
+of work, so far as patience, steadiness, and perseverance, are needed,
+as you will have most to do, in future years. But if I were to give it
+to you to do, and then say nothing to you about it till you had time to
+have learned the whole, I have some doubts whether you would recite a
+tenth part of it.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo was silent; he knew it would be just so.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“No, my little son,”</span> said his father, putting him down and patting his
+head, <span class="tei tei-q">“you have got a great deal to learn <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page128">[pg 128]</span>before you become a
+man; but
+then you have got some years to learn it in; that is a comfort. But now
+it is time for you to go to bed; so good night.”</span></p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+
+
+<div class="tei tei-div" style="margin-bottom: 5.00em; margin-top: 5.00em">
+<span class="tei tei-pb" id="page131">[pg 131]</span>  
+<a name="toc68" id="toc68"></a>
+<a name="pdf69" id="pdf69"></a>
+<h1 class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 3.46em; margin-top: 3.46em"><span style="font-size: 173%">The Apple-Gathering.</span></h1>
+
+
+<div class="tei tei-div" style="margin-bottom: 4.00em; margin-top: 4.00em">
+<a name="toc70" id="toc70"></a>
+<a name="pdf71" id="pdf71"></a>
+<h2 class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 2.88em; margin-top: 2.88em"><span style="font-size: 144%">The Garden-House.</span></h2>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">There was a certain building on one side of Farmer Cropwell's yard which
+they called the <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">garden-house</span></span>. There was one large double
+door which
+opened from it into the garden, and another smaller one which led to the
+yard towards the house. On one side of this room were a great many
+different kinds of garden-tools, such as hoes, rakes, shovels, and
+spades; there were one or two wheelbarrows, and little wagons. Over
+these were two or three broad shelves, with baskets, and bundles of
+matting, and ropes, and chains, and various iron tools. Around the wall,
+in different places, various things were hung up—here a row of augers,
+there a trap, and in other places parts of harness.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page132">[pg 132]</span>Opposite to these, there was a large bench, which extended along
+the
+whole side. At one end of this bench there were a great many carpenter's
+tools; and the other was covered with papers of seeds, and little
+bundles of dried plants, which Farmer Cropwell had just been getting in
+from the garden.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">The farmer and one of his boys was at work here, arranging his seeds,
+and doing up his bundles, one pleasant morning in the fall, when a boy
+about twelve years old came running to the door of the garden-house,
+from the yard, playing with a large dog. The dog ran behind him, jumping
+up upon him; and when they got to the door, the boy ran in quick,
+laughing, and shut the door suddenly, so that the dog could not come in
+after him. This boy's name was George: the dog's name was Nappy—that
+is, they always called him Nappy. His true name was Napoleon; though
+James always thought that he got his name from the long naps he used to
+take in a certain sunny corner of the yard.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">But, as I said before, George got into the garden-house, and shut Nappy
+out. <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page133">[pg 133]</span>He stood there holding the door, and said,</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Father, all the horses have been watered but Jolly: may I ride him to
+the brook?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Yes,”</span> said his father.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">So George turned round, and opened the door a little way, and peeped
+out.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Ah, old Nappy! you are there still, are you, wagging your tail? Don't
+you wish you could catch him?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">George then shut the door, and walked softly across to the great door
+leading out into the garden. From here he stole softly around into the
+barn, by a back way, and then came forward, and peeped out in front, and
+saw that Nappy was still there, sitting up, and looking at the door very
+closely. He was waiting for George to come out.</p>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="tei tei-div" style="margin-bottom: 4.00em; margin-top: 4.00em">
+<a name="toc72" id="toc72"></a>
+<a name="pdf73" id="pdf73"></a>
+<h2 class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 2.88em; margin-top: 2.88em"><span style="font-size: 144%">Jolly.</span></h2>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">George then went back to the stall where Jolly was feeding. He went in
+and untied his halter, and led him out. <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page134">[pg 134]</span>Jolly was a sleek, black,
+beautiful little horse, not old enough to do much work, but a very good
+horse to ride. George took down a bridle, and, after leading Jolly to a
+horse-block, where he could stand up high enough to reach his head, he
+put the bridle on, and then jumped up upon his back, and walked him out
+of the barn by a door where Nappy could not see them.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">He then rode round by the other side of the house, until he came to the
+road, and he went along the road until he could see up the yard to the
+place where Nappy was watching. He called out, <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">Nappy!</span></span> in
+a loud voice,
+and then immediately set his horse off upon a run. Nappy looked down to
+the road, and was astonished to see George upon the horse, when he
+supposed he was still behind the door where he was watching, and he
+sprang forward, and set off after him in full pursuit.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">He caught George just as he was riding down into the brook. George was
+looking round and laughing at him as he came up; but Nappy looked quite
+grave, and did nothing but go down into the brook, and lap up water with
+his tongue, while the horse drank.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page135">[pg 135]</span>While the horse was drinking, Rollo came along the road, and
+George
+asked him how his garden came on.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“O, very well,”</span> said Rollo. <span class="tei tei-q">“Father is going to give me a larger one
+next year.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Have you got a strawberry-bed?”</span> said George.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“No,”</span> said Rollo.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“I should think you would have a strawberry-bed. My father will give you
+some plants, and you can set them out this fall.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“I don't know how to set them out,”</span> said Rollo. <span class="tei tei-q">“Could you come and
+show
+me?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">George said he would ask his father; and then, as his horse had done
+drinking, he turned round, and rode home again.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Mr. Cropwell said that he would give Rollo a plenty of
+strawberry-plants, and, as to George's helping him set them out, he said
+that they might exchange works. If Rollo would come and help George
+gather his meadow-russets, George might go and help him make his
+strawberry-bed. That evening, George went and told Rollo of this plan,
+and Rollo's father approved of <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page136">[pg 136]</span>it. So it was agreed that, the next
+day,
+he should go to help them gather the russets. They invited James to go
+too.</p>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="tei tei-div" style="margin-bottom: 4.00em; margin-top: 4.00em">
+<a name="toc74" id="toc74"></a>
+<a name="pdf75" id="pdf75"></a>
+<h2 class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 2.88em; margin-top: 2.88em"><span style="font-size: 144%">The Pet Lamb.</span></h2>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">The next morning, James and Rollo went together to the farmer's. They
+found George at the gate waiting for them, with his dog Nappy. As the
+boys were walking along into the yard, George said that his dog Nappy
+was the best friend he had in the world, except his lamb.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Your lamb!”</span> said James; <span class="tei tei-q">“have you got a lamb?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Yes, a most beautiful little lamb. When he was very little indeed, he
+was weak and sick, and father thought he would not live; and he told me
+I might have him if I wanted him. I made a bed for him in the corner of
+the kitchen.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“O, I wish I had one,”</span> said James. <span class="tei tei-q">“Where is he now?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“O, he is grown up large, and he plays around in the field behind the
+house. If I go out there with a little pan of milk, <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page137">[pg 137]</span>and call him
+so,—<span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">Co-nan</span></span>, <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">Co-nan</span></span>, 
+<span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">Co-nan</span></span>,—he comes running up to me to get the
+milk.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“I wish I could see him,”</span> said James.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Well, you can,”</span> said George. <span class="tei tei-q">“My sister Ann will go and show him to
+you.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">So George called his sister Ann, and asked her if she should be willing
+to go and show James and Rollo his lamb, while he went and got the
+little wagon ready to go for the apples.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Ann said she would, and she went into the house, and got a pan with a
+little milk in the bottom of it, and walked along carefully, James and
+Rollo following her. When they had got round to the other side of the
+house, they found there a little gate, leading out into a field where
+there were green grass and little clumps of trees.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Ann went carefully through. James and Rollo stopped to look. She walked
+on a little way, and looked around every where, but she saw no lamb.
+Presently she began to call out, as George had said, <span class="tei tei-q">“<span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">Co-nan</span></span>,
+<span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">Co-nan</span></span>, <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">Co-nan</span></span>.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">In a minute or two, the lamb began to run towards her out of a little
+thicket of <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page138">[pg 138]</span>bushes; and it drank the milk out of the pan. James and
+Rollo were very much pleased, but they did not go towards the lamb. Ann
+let it drink all it wanted, and then it walked away.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Then James ran back to the yard. He found that George and Rollo had gone
+into the garden-house. He went in there after them, and found that they
+were getting a little wagon ready to draw out into the field. There were
+three barrels standing by the door of the garden-house, and George told
+them that they were to put their apples into them.</p>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="tei tei-div" style="margin-bottom: 4.00em; margin-top: 4.00em">
+<a name="toc76" id="toc76"></a>
+<a name="pdf77" id="pdf77"></a>
+<h2 class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 2.88em; margin-top: 2.88em"><span style="font-size: 144%">The Meadow-Russet.</span></h2>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">There was a beautiful meadow down a little way from Farmer Cropwell's
+house, and at the farther side of it, across a brook, there stood a very
+large old apple-tree, which bore a kind of apples called <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">russets</span></span>, and
+they called the tree the <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">meadow-russet</span></span>. These were the
+apples that the
+boys were <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page139">[pg 139]</span>going to gather. They soon got ready, and began to walk
+along
+the path towards the meadow. Two of them drew the wagon, and the others
+carried long poles to knock off the apples with.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">As the party were descending the hill towards the meadow, they saw
+before them, coming around a turn in the path, a cart and oxen, with a
+large boy driving. They immediately began to call out to one another to
+turn out, some pulling one way and some the other, with much noise and
+vociferation. At last they got fairly out upon the grass, and the cart
+went by. The boy who was driving it said, as he went by, smiling,</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Who is the head of <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">that</span></span> gang?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">James and Rollo looked at him, wondering what he meant. George laughed.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“What does he mean?”</span> said Rollo.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“He means,”</span> said George, laughing, <span class="tei tei-q">“that we make so much noise and
+confusion, that we cannot have any head.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Any head?”</span> said James.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Yes,—any master workman.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Why,”</span> said Rollo, <span class="tei tei-q">“do we need a master workman?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page140">[pg 140]</span><span class="tei tei-q">“No,”</span> said George, <span class="tei tei-q">“I don't believe we do.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">So the boys went along until they came to the brook. They crossed the
+brook on a bridge of planks, and were very soon under the spreading
+branches of the great apple-tree.</p>
+
+
+
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><a name="figlist78" id="figlist78"></a></p><div class="tei tei-figure" style="text-align: center"><img src="images/i147.jpg" width="480" height="480" alt="The Harvesting Party." title="The Harvesting Party." /><div class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: center; margin-bottom: 1.00em; margin-top: 1.00em">The Harvesting Party.</div></div>
+
+
+
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="tei tei-div" style="margin-bottom: 4.00em; margin-top: 4.00em">
+<span class="tei tei-pb" id="page141">[pg 141]</span>
+<a name="toc79" id="toc79"></a>
+<a name="pdf80" id="pdf80"></a>
+<h2 class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 2.88em; margin-top: 2.88em"><span style="font-size: 144%">Insubordination.</span></h2>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">The boys immediately began the work of getting down the apples. But,
+unluckily, there were but two poles, and they all wanted them. George
+had one, and James the other, and Rollo came up to James, and took hold
+of his pole, saying,</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Here, James, I will knock them down; you may pick them up and put them
+in the wagon.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“No,”</span> said James, holding fast to his pole; <span class="tei tei-q">“no, I'd rather knock them
+down.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“No,”</span> said Rollo, <span class="tei tei-q">“I can knock them down better.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“But I got the pole first, and I ought to have it.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo, finding that James was not willing to give up his pole, left him,
+and went to George, and asked George to let him have the pole; but
+George said he was taller, and could use it better than Rollo.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo was a little out of humor at this, and stood aside and looked on.
+James soon got tired of his pole, and laid it down; and then Rollo
+seized it, and began knocking the apples off of the tree. <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page142">[pg 142]</span>But it
+fatigued him very much to reach up so high; and, in fact, they all three
+got tired of the poles very soon, and began picking up the apples.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">But they did not go on any more harmoniously with this than with the
+other. After Rollo and James had thrown in several apples, George came
+and turned them all out.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“You must not put them in so,”</span> said he; <span class="tei tei-q">“all the good and bad ones
+together.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“How must we put them in?”</span> asked Rollo.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Why, first we must get a load of good, large, whole, round apples, and
+then a load of small and wormy ones. We only put the <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">good</span></span>
+ones into
+the barrels.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“And what do you do with the little ones?”</span> said James.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“O, we give them to the pigs.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Well,”</span> said Rollo, <span class="tei tei-q">“we can pick them all up together now, and
+separate
+them when we get home.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">As he said this, he threw in a handful of small apples among the good
+ones which George had been putting in.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Be still,”</span> said George; <span class="tei tei-q">“you must <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page143">[pg 143]</span>not do so. I tell you
+we must not
+mix them at all.”</span> And he poured the apples out upon the ground again.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“O, I'll tell you what we will do,”</span> said James; <span class="tei tei-q">“we will get a load of
+little ones first, and then the big ones. I want to see the pigs eat
+them up.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">But George thought it was best to take the big ones first, and so they
+had quite a discussion about it, and a great deal of time was lost
+before they could agree.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Thus they went on for some time, discussing every thing, and each
+wanting to do the work in his own way. They did not dispute much, it is
+true, for neither of them wished to make difficulty. But each thought he
+might direct as well as the others, and so they had much talk and
+clamor, and but very little work. When one wanted the wagon to be on one
+side of the tree, the others wanted it the other; and when George
+thought it was time to draw the load along towards home, Rollo and James
+thought it was not nearly full enough. So they were all pulling in
+different directions, and made very slow progress in their work. It took
+them a long time to get their wagon full.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page144">[pg 144]</span>When they got the load ready, and were fairly set off on the
+road, they
+went on smoothly and pleasantly for a time, until they got up near the
+door of the garden-house, when Rollo was going to turn the wagon round
+so as to back it up to the door, and George began to pull in the other
+direction.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Not so, Rollo,”</span> said George; <span class="tei tei-q">“go right up straight.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“No,”</span> said Rollo, <span class="tei tei-q">“it is better to <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">back</span></span> it
+up.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">James had something to say, too; and they all pulled, and talked loud
+and all together, so that there was nothing but noise and clamor. In the
+mean time, the wagon, being pulled every way, of course did not move at
+all.</p>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="tei tei-div" style="margin-bottom: 4.00em; margin-top: 4.00em">
+<a name="toc81" id="toc81"></a>
+<a name="pdf82" id="pdf82"></a>
+<h2 class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 2.88em; margin-top: 2.88em"><span style="font-size: 144%">Subordination.</span></h2>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Presently Farmer Cropwell made his appearance at the door of the
+garden-house.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Well, boys,”</span> said he, <span class="tei tei-q">“you seem to be pretty good-natured, and I am
+glad of <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page145">[pg 145]</span>that; but you are certainly the <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">noisiest</span></span> workmen, of your
+size, that I ever heard.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Why, father,”</span> said George, <span class="tei tei-q">“I want to go right up to the door,
+straight, and Rollo won't let me.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Must not we back it up?”</span> said Rollo.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Is that the way you have been working all the morning?”</span> said the
+farmer.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“How?”</span> said George.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Why, all generals and no soldiers.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Sir?”</span> said George.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“All of you commanding, and none obeying. There is nothing but confusion
+and noise. I don't see how you can gather apples so. How many have you
+got in?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">So saying, he went and looked into the barrels.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“None,”</span> said he; <span class="tei tei-q">“I thought so.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">He stood still a minute, as if thinking what to do; and then he told
+them to leave the wagon there, and go with him, and he would show them
+the way to work.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">The boys accordingly walked along after him, through the garden-house,
+into <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page146">[pg 146]</span>the yard. They then went across the road, and down behind a
+barn,
+to a place where some men were building a stone bridge. They stopped
+upon a bank at some distance, and looked down upon them.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“There,”</span> said he, <span class="tei tei-q">“see how men work!”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">It happened, at that time, that all the men were engaged in moving a
+great stone with iron bars. There was scarcely any thing said by any of
+them. Every thing went on silently, but the stone moved regularly into
+its place.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Now, boys, do you understand,”</span> said the farmer, <span class="tei tei-q">“how they get along
+so
+quietly?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Why, it is because they are men, and not boys,”</span> said Rollo.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“No,”</span> said the farmer, <span class="tei tei-q">“that is not the reason. It is because they
+have
+a head.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“A head?”</span> said Rollo.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Yes,”</span> said he, <span class="tei tei-q">“a head; that is, one man to direct, and the rest
+obey.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Which is it?”</span> said George.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“It is that man who is pointing now,”</span> said the farmer, <span class="tei tei-q">“to another
+stone. He <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page147">[pg 147]</span>is telling them which to take next. Watch them now, and
+you
+will see that he directs every thing, and the rest do just as he says.
+But you are all directing and commanding together, and there is nobody
+to obey. If you were moving those stones, you would be all advising and
+disputing together, and pulling in every direction at once, and the
+stone would not move at all.”</span></p>
+
+
+
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><a name="figlist83" id="figlist83"></a></p><div class="tei tei-figure" style="text-align: center"><img src="images/i154.jpg" width="480" height="730" alt="There, Said He, See How Men Work." title="There, Said He, See How Men Work." /><div class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: center; margin-bottom: 1.00em; margin-top: 1.00em">There, Said He, See How Men Work.</div></div>
+
+
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“And do men always appoint a head,”</span> said Rollo, <span class="tei tei-q">“when they work
+together?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“No,”</span> said the farmer, <span class="tei tei-q">“they do not always <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">appoint</span></span> one regularly, but
+they always <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">have</span></span> one, in some way or other. Even when no
+one is
+particularly authorized to direct, they generally let the one who is
+oldest, or who knows most about the business, take the lead, and the
+rest do as he says.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">They all then walked slowly back to the garden-house, and the farmer
+advised them to have a head, if they wanted their business to go on
+smoothly and well.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Who do you think ought to be our head?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“The one who is the oldest, and knows <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page148">[pg 148]</span>most about the
+business,”</span> said
+the farmer, <span class="tei tei-q">“and that, I suppose, would be George. But perhaps you had
+better take turns, and let each one be head for one load, and then you
+will all learn both to command and to obey.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">So the boys agreed that George should command while they got the next
+load, and James and Rollo agreed to obey. The farmer told them they must
+obey exactly, and good-naturedly.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“You must not even <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">advise</span></span> him what to do, or say any
+thing about it at
+all, except in some extraordinary case; but, when you talk, talk about
+other things altogether, and work on exactly as he shall say.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“What if we <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">know</span></span> there is a better way? must not we
+tell him?”</span> said
+Rollo.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“No,”</span> said the farmer, <span class="tei tei-q">“unless it is something very uncommon. It is
+better to go wrong sometimes, under a head, than to be endlessly talking
+and disputing how you shall go. Therefore you must do exactly what he
+says, even if you know a better way, and see if you do not get along
+much faster.”</span></p>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="tei tei-div" style="margin-bottom: 4.00em; margin-top: 4.00em">
+<span class="tei tei-pb" id="page149">[pg 149]</span>
+<a name="toc84" id="toc84"></a>
+<a name="pdf85" id="pdf85"></a>
+<h2 class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 2.88em; margin-top: 2.88em"><span style="font-size: 144%">The New Plan Tried.</span></h2>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">The boys determined to try the plan, and, after putting their first load
+of apples into the barrel, they set off again under George's command. He
+told Rollo and James to draw the wagon, while he ran along behind. When
+they got to the tree, Rollo took up a pole, and began to beat down some
+more apples; but George told him that they must first pick up what were
+knocked down before; and he drew the wagon round to the place where he
+thought it was best for it to stand. The other boys made no objection,
+but worked industriously, picking up all the small and worm-eaten apples
+they could find; and, in a very short time, they had the wagon loaded,
+and were on their way to the house again.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Still, Rollo and James had to make so great an effort to avoid
+interfering with George's directions, that they did not really enjoy
+this trip quite so well as they did the first. It was pleasant to them
+to be more at liberty, and they thought, on the whole, that they did not
+like having a head quite so well as being without one.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page150">[pg 150]</span>Instead of going up to the garden-house, George ordered them to
+take
+this load to the barn, to put it in a bin where all such apples were to
+go. When they came back, the farmer came again to the door of the
+garden-house.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Well, boys,”</span> said he, <span class="tei tei-q">“you have come rather quicker this time. How do
+you like that way of working?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Why, not quite so well,”</span> said Rollo. <span class="tei tei-q">“I do not think it is so
+pleasant
+as the other way.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“It is not such good <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">play</span></span>, perhaps; but don't you
+think it makes
+better <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">work</span></span>?”</span> said he.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">The boys admitted that they got their apples in faster, and, as they
+were at work then, and not at play, they resolved to continue the plan.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Farmer Cropwell then asked who was to take command the next time.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Rollo,”</span> said the boys.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Well, Rollo,”</span> said he, <span class="tei tei-q">“I want you to have a large number of apples
+knocked down this time, and then select from them the largest and nicest
+you can. I want one load for a particular purpose.”</span></p>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="tei tei-div" style="margin-bottom: 4.00em; margin-top: 4.00em">
+<span class="tei tei-pb" id="page151">[pg 151]</span>
+<a name="toc86" id="toc86"></a>
+<a name="pdf87" id="pdf87"></a>
+<h2 class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 2.88em; margin-top: 2.88em"><span style="font-size: 144%">A Present.</span></h2>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">The boys worked on industriously, and, before dinner-time, they had
+gathered all the apples. The load of best apples, which the farmer had
+requested them to bring for a particular purpose, were put into a small
+square box, until it was full, and then a cover was nailed on; the rest
+were laid upon the great bench. When, at length, the work was all done,
+and they were ready to go home, the farmer put this box into the wagon,
+so that it stood up in the middle, leaving a considerable space before
+and behind it. He put the loose apples into this space, some before and
+some behind, until the wagon was full.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Now, James and Rollo, I want you to draw these apples for me, when you
+go home,”</span> said the farmer.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Who are they for?”</span> said Rollo.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“I will mark them,”</span> said he.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">So he took down a little curious-looking tin dipper, with a top sloping
+in all around, and with a hole in the middle of it. A long, slender
+brush-handle was standing up in this hole.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page152">[pg 152]</span>When he took out the brush, the boys saw that it was blacking.
+With this
+blacking-brush he wrote on the top of the box,—<span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-variant: small-caps">Lucy</span></span>.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Is that box for my cousin Lucy?”</span> said Rollo.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Yes,”</span> said he; <span class="tei tei-q">“you can draw it to her, can you not?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Yes, sir,”</span> said Rollo, <span class="tei tei-q">“we will. And who are the other apples for?
+You
+cannot mark <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">them</span></span>.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“No,”</span> said the farmer; <span class="tei tei-q">“but you will remember. Those before the box
+are
+for you, and those behind it for James. So drive along. George will come
+to your house, this afternoon, with the strawberry plants, and then he
+can bring the wagon home.”</span></p>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="tei tei-div" style="margin-bottom: 4.00em; margin-top: 4.00em">
+<a name="toc88" id="toc88"></a>
+<a name="pdf89" id="pdf89"></a>
+<h2 class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 2.88em; margin-top: 2.88em"><span style="font-size: 144%">The Strawberry-Bed.</span></h2>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">George Cropwell came, soon after, to Rollo's house, and helped him make
+a fine strawberry-bed, which, he said, he thought would bear
+considerably the next year. They dug up the ground, raked it over
+carefully, and then put in the plants in rows.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page153">[pg 153]</span>After it was all done, Rollo got permission of his father to go
+back
+with George to take the wagon home; and George proposed to take Rollo's
+wheelbarrow too. He had never seen such a pretty little wheelbarrow, and
+was very much pleased with it. So George ran on before, trundling the
+wheelbarrow, and Rollo came after, drawing the wagon.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Just as they came near the farmer's house, George saw, on before him, a
+ragged little boy, much smaller than Rollo, who was walking along
+barefooted.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“There's Tom,”</span> said George.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Who?”</span> said Rollo.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Tom. See how I will frighten him.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">As he said this, George darted forward with his wheelbarrow, and
+trundled it on directly towards Tom, as if he was going to run over him.
+Tom looked round, and then ran away, the wheelbarrow at his heels. He
+was frightened very much, and began to scream; and, just then, Farmer
+Cropwell, who at that moment happened to be coming up a lane, on the
+opposite side of the road, called out,</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“George!”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">George stopped his wheelbarrow.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page154">[pg 154]</span><span class="tei tei-q">“Is that right?”</span> said the farmer.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Why, I was not going to hurt him,”</span> said George.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“You <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">did</span></span> hurt him—you frightened him.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Is frightening him hurting him, father?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Why, yes, it is giving him <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">pain</span></span>, and a very
+unpleasant kind of pain
+too.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“I did not think of that,”</span> said George.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Besides,”</span> said his father, <span class="tei tei-q">“when you treat boys in that harsh, rough
+way, you make them your enemies; and it is a very bad plan to make
+enemies.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Enemies, father!”</span> said George, laughing; <span class="tei tei-q">“Tom could not do me any
+harm,
+if he was my enemy.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“That makes me think of the story of the bear and the tomtit,”</span> said the
+farmer; <span class="tei tei-q">“and, if you and Rollo will jump up in the cart, I will tell it
+to you.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Thus far, while they had been talking, the boys had walked along by the
+side of the road, keeping up with the farmer as he drove along in the
+cart. But now they jumped in, and sat down with the farmer on his seat,
+which was a board laid across from one side of the cart to the <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page155">[pg 155]</span>other.
+As soon as they were seated, the farmer began.</p>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="tei tei-div" style="margin-bottom: 4.00em; margin-top: 4.00em">
+<a name="toc90" id="toc90"></a>
+<a name="pdf91" id="pdf91"></a>
+<h2 class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 2.88em; margin-top: 2.88em"><span style="font-size: 144%">The Farmer's Story.</span></h2>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“The story I was going to tell you, boys, is an old fable about making
+enemies. It is called <span class="tei tei-q">‘The Bear and the Tomtit.’</span> ”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“What is a tomtit?”</span> said Rollo.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“It is a kind of a bird, a very little bird; but he sings
+pleasantly.
+Well, one pleasant summer's day, a wolf and a bear were taking a walk
+together in a lonely wood. They heard something singing.</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“ <span class="tei tei-q">‘Brother,’</span> said the bear, <span class="tei tei-q">‘that is good singing: what
+sort of a bird do
+you think that may be?’</span></span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“ <span class="tei tei-q">‘That's a tomtit,’</span> said the wolf.</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“ <span class="tei tei-q">‘I should like to see his nest,’</span> said the bear; <span class="tei tei-q">‘where
+do you think it
+is?’</span></span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“ <span class="tei tei-q">‘If we wait a little time, till his mate comes home, we shall
+see,’</span>
+said the wolf.</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“The bear and the wolf walked backward and forward some time,
+till his
+mate came home with some food in her mouth <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page156">[pg 156]</span>for her children. The
+wolf
+and the bear watched her. She went to the tree where the bird was
+singing, and they together flew to a little grove just by, and went to
+their nest.</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“ <span class="tei tei-q">‘Now,’</span> said the bear, <span class="tei tei-q">‘let us go and see.’</span></span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“ <span class="tei tei-q">‘No,’</span> said the wolf, <span class="tei tei-q">‘we must wait till the old birds
+have gone away
+again.’</span></span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“So they noticed the place, and walked away.</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“They did not stay long, for the bear was very impatient to see
+the
+nest. They returned, and the bear scrambled up the tree, expecting to
+amuse himself finely by frightening the young tomtits.</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“ <span class="tei tei-q">‘Take care,’</span> said the wolf; <span class="tei tei-q">‘you had better be careful.
+The tomtits are
+little; but little enemies are sometimes very troublesome.’</span></span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“ <span class="tei tei-q">‘Who is afraid of a tomtit?’</span> said the bear.</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“So saying, he poked his great black nose into the nest.</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“ <span class="tei tei-q">‘Who is here?’</span> said he; <span class="tei tei-q">‘what are you?’</span></span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“The poor birds screamed out with terror. <span class="tei tei-q">‘Go away! Go
+away!’</span> said
+they.</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page157">[pg 157]</span><span class="tei tei-q">“ <span class="tei tei-q">‘What do you mean by making such a noise,’</span>
+said he, <span class="tei tei-q">‘and talking so to
+me? I will teach you better.’</span> So he put his great paw on the nest, and
+crowded it down until the poor little birds were almost stifled.
+Presently he left them, and went away.</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“The young tomtits were terribly frightened, and some of them
+were hurt.
+As soon as the bear was gone, their fright gave way to anger; and, soon
+after, the old birds came home, and were very indignant too. They used
+to see the bear, occasionally, prowling about the woods, but did not
+know what they could do to bring him to punishment.</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Now, there was a famous glen, surrounded by high rocks, where
+the bear
+used to go and sleep, because it was a wild, solitary place. The tomtits
+often saw him there. One day, the bear was prowling around, and he saw,
+at a great distance, two huntsmen, with guns, coming towards the wood.
+He fled to his glen in dismay, though he thought he should be safe
+there.</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“The tomtits were flying about there, and presently they saw the
+huntsmen. <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page158">[pg 158]</span><span class="tei tei-q">‘Now,’</span> said one of them to the other, <span class="tei tei-q">‘is the time
+to get rid
+of the tyrant; you go and see if he is in his glen, and then come back
+to where you hear me singing.’</span></span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“So he flew about from tree to tree, keeping in sight of the
+huntsmen,
+and singing all the time; while the other went and found that the bear
+was in his glen, crouched down in terror behind a rock.</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“The tomtits then began to flutter around the huntsmen, and fly
+a little
+way towards the glen, and then back again. This attracted the notice of
+the men, and they followed them to see what could be the matter.</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“By and by, the bear saw the terrible huntsmen coming, led on by
+his
+little enemies, the tomtits. He sprang forward, and ran from one side of
+the glen to the other; but he could not escape. They shot him with two
+bullets through his head.</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“The wolf happened to be near by, at that time, upon the rocks
+that were
+around the glen; and, hearing all this noise, he came and peeped over.
+As soon as he saw how the case stood, he thought it would be most
+prudent for him to walk away; which he did, saying, as he went.</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page159">[pg 159]</span><span class="tei tei-q">“ <span class="tei tei-q">‘Well, the bear has found out that it is better to have a
+person a
+friend than an enemy, whether he is great or small.’</span> ”</span></p>
+
+<div class="tei tei-tb"><hr style="width: 50%" /></div>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Here the farmer paused—he had ended the story.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“And what did they do with the bear?”</span> said Rollo.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“O, they took off his skin to make caps of, and nailed his claws up on
+the barn.”</span></p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="tei tei-div" style="margin-bottom: 5.00em; margin-top: 5.00em">
+<span class="tei tei-pb" id="page163">[pg 163]</span>
+<a name="toc92" id="toc92"></a>
+<a name="pdf93" id="pdf93"></a>
+<h1 class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 3.46em; margin-top: 3.46em"><span style="font-size: 173%">Georgie.</span></h1>
+
+
+<div class="tei tei-div" style="margin-bottom: 4.00em; margin-top: 4.00em">
+<a name="toc94" id="toc94"></a>
+<a name="pdf95" id="pdf95"></a>
+<h2 class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 2.88em; margin-top: 2.88em"><span style="font-size: 144%">The Little Landing.</span></h2>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">A short distance from where Rollo lives, there is a small, but very
+pleasant house, just under the hill, where you go down to the stone
+bridge leading over the brook. There is a noble large apple tree on one
+side of the house, which bears a beautiful, sweet, and mellow kind of
+apple, called golden pippins. A great many other trees and flowers are
+around the house, and in the little garden on the side of it towards the
+brook. There is a small white gate that leads to the house, from the
+road; and there is a pleasant path leading right out from the front
+door, through the garden, down to the water. This is the house that
+Georgie lives in.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">One evening, just before sunset, Rollo was coming along over the stone
+bridge, towards home. He stopped a moment to <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page164">[pg 164]</span>look over the railing,
+down into the water. Presently he heard a very sweet-toned voice calling
+out to him,</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Rol-lo.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo looked along in the direction in which the sound came. It was from
+the bank of the stream, a little way from the road, at the place where
+the path from Georgie's house came down to the water. The brook was
+broad, and the water pretty smooth and still here; and it was a place
+where Rollo had often been to sail boats with Georgie. There was a
+little smooth, sandy place on the shore, at the foot of the path, and
+they used to call it Georgie's landing; and there was a seat close by,
+under the bushes.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo thought it was Georgie's voice that called him, and in a minute,
+he saw him sitting on his little seat, with his crutches by his side.
+Georgie was a sick boy. He could not walk, but had to sit almost all
+day, at home, in a large easy chair, which his father had bought for
+him. In the winter, his chair was established in a particular corner, by
+the side of the fire, <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page165">[pg 165]</span>and he had a little case of shelves and
+drawers,
+painted green, by the side of him. In these shelves and drawers he had
+his books and playthings,—his pen and ink,—his paint-box, brushes
+and
+pencils,—his knife, and a little saw,—and a great many things which
+he
+used to make for his amusement. Then, in the summer, his chair, and his
+shelves and drawers, were moved to the end window, which looked out upon
+the garden and brook. Sometimes, when he was better than usual, he could
+move about a little upon crutches; and, at such times, when it was
+pleasant, he used to go out into the garden, and down, through it, to
+his landing, at the brook.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Georgie had been sick a great many years, and when Rollo and Jonas first
+knew him, he used to be very sad and unhappy. It was because the poor
+little fellow had nothing to do. His father had to work pretty hard to
+get food and clothing for his family; he loved little Georgie very much,
+but he could not buy him many things. Sometimes people who visited him,
+used to give him playthings, and they would amuse him a little while,<span class="tei tei-pb" id="page166">[pg 166]</span>
+but he soon grew tired of them, and had them put away. It is very hard
+for any body to be happy who has not any thing to do.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">It was Jonas that taught Georgie what to do. He lent him his knife, and
+brought him some smooth, soft, pine wood, and taught him to make
+wind-mills and little boxes. Georgie liked this very much, and used to
+sit by his window in the summer mornings, and make playthings, hours at
+a time. After he had made several things, Jonas told the boys that lived
+about there, that they had better buy them of him, when they had a few
+cents to spend for toys; and they did. In fact, they liked the little
+windmills, and wagons, and small framed houses that Georgie made, better
+than sugar-plums and candy. Besides, they liked to go and see Georgie;
+for, whenever they went to buy any thing of him, he looked so contented
+and happy, sitting in his easy chair, with his small and slender feet
+drawn up under him, and his work on the table by his side.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Then he was a very beautiful boy too. His face was delicate and pale,
+but there was such a kind and gentle expression in his mild blue eye,
+and so much sweetness <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page167">[pg 167]</span>in the tone of his voice, that they loved
+very
+much to go and see him. In fact, all the boys were very fond of Georgie.</p>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="tei tei-div" style="margin-bottom: 4.00em; margin-top: 4.00em">
+<a name="toc96" id="toc96"></a>
+<a name="pdf97" id="pdf97"></a>
+<h2 class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 2.88em; margin-top: 2.88em"><span style="font-size: 144%">Georgie's Money.</span></h2>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Georgie, at length, earned, in this way, quite a little sum of money. It
+was nearly all in cents; but then there was one fourpence which a lady
+gave him for a four-wheeled wagon that he made. He kept this money in a
+corner of his drawer, and, at last, there was quite a handful of it.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">One summer evening, when Georgie's father came home from his work, he
+hung up his hat, and came and sat down in Georgie's corner, by the side
+of his little boy. Georgie looked up to him with a smile.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Well, father,”</span> said he, <span class="tei tei-q">“are you tired to-night?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“You are the one to be tired, Georgie,”</span> said he, <span class="tei tei-q">“sitting here alone
+all
+day.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Hold up your hand, father,”</span> said Georgie, reaching out his own at the
+same time, which was shut up, and appeared to have something in it.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page168">[pg 168]</span><span class="tei tei-q">“Why, what have you got for me?”</span> said his father.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Hold fast all I give you,”</span> replied he; and he dropped the money all
+into his father's hand, and shut up his father's fingers over it.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“What is all this?”</span> said his father.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“It is my money,”</span> said he, <span class="tei tei-q">“for you. It is 'most all cents, but then
+there is <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">one</span></span> fourpence.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“I am sure, I am much obliged to you, Georgie, for this.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“O no,”</span> said Georgie, <span class="tei tei-q">“it's only a <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">little</span></span> of
+what you have to spend
+for me.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Georgie's father took the money, and put it in his pocket, and the next
+day he went to Jonas, and told him about it, and asked Jonas to spend it
+in buying such things as he thought would be useful to Georgie; either
+playthings, or tools, or materials to work with.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Jonas said he should be very glad to do it, for he thought he could buy
+him some things that would help him very much in his work. Jonas carried
+the money into the city the next time he went, and bought him a small
+hone to sharpen his knife, a fine-toothed saw, and a bottle of black
+var<span class="tei tei-pb" id="page169">[pg 169]</span>nish, with a little brush, to put it on with. He brought these
+things home, and gave them to Georgie's father; and he carried them into
+the house, and put them in a drawer.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">That evening, when Georgie was at supper, his father slyly put the
+things that Jonas had bought on his table, so that when he went back,
+after supper, he found them there. He was very much surprised and
+pleased. He examined them all very particularly, and was especially glad
+to have the black varnish, for now he could varnish his work, and make
+it look much more handsome. The little boxes that he made, after this,
+of a bright black outside, and lined neatly with paper within, were
+thought by the boys to be elegant.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">He could now earn money faster, and, as his father insisted on having
+all his earnings expended for articles for Georgie's own use, and Jonas
+used to help him about expending it, he got, at last, quite a variety of
+implements and articles. He had some wire, and a little pair of pliers
+for bending it in all shapes, and a hammer and little nails. He had also
+a paint-box and brushes, and paper of various colors, for <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page170">[pg 170]</span>lining
+boxes,
+and making portfolios and pocket-books; and he had varnishes, red,
+green, blue, and black. All these he kept in his drawers and shelves,
+and made a great many ingenious things with them.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">So Georgie was a great friend of both Rollo and Jonas, and they often
+used to come and see him, and play with him; and that was the reason
+that Rollo knew his voice so well, when he called to him from the
+landing, when Rollo was standing on the bridge, as described in the
+beginning of this story.</p>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="tei tei-div" style="margin-bottom: 4.00em; margin-top: 4.00em">
+<a name="toc98" id="toc98"></a>
+<a name="pdf99" id="pdf99"></a>
+<h2 class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 2.88em; margin-top: 2.88em"><span style="font-size: 144%">Two Good Friends.</span></h2>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo ran along to the end of the bridge, clambered down to the water's
+edge, went along the shore among the trees and shrubbery, until he came
+to the seat where Georgie was sitting. Georgie asked him to sit down,
+and stay with him; but Rollo said he must go directly home; and so
+Georgie took his crutches, and they began to walk slowly together up the
+garden walk.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Where have you been, Rollo?”</span> said Georgie.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page171">[pg 171]</span><span class="tei tei-q">“I have been to see my cousin James, to ask him to go to the
+city with
+us to-morrow.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Are you going to the city?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Yes; uncle George gave James and I a half a dollar apiece, the other
+day; and mother is going to carry us into the city to-morrow to buy
+something with it.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Is Jonas going with you?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Yes,”</span> said Rollo. <span class="tei tei-q">“He is going to drive. We are going in our
+carryall.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“I wish you would take some money for me, then, and get Jonas to buy me
+something with it.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Well, I will,”</span> said Rollo. <span class="tei tei-q">“What shall he buy for you?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“O, he may buy any thing he chooses.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Yes, but if you do not tell him what to buy, he may buy something you
+have got already.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“O, Jonas knows every thing I have got as well as I do.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Just then they came up near the house, and Georgie asked Rollo to look
+up at the golden pippin tree, and see how full it was.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“That is my branch,”</span> said he.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">He pointed to a large branch which came out on one side, and which hung<span class="tei tei-pb" id="page172">[pg 172]</span>
+down loaded with fruit. It would have broken down, perhaps, if there had
+not been a crotched pole put under it, to prop it up.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“But all the apples on your branch are not golden pippins,”</span> said Rollo.
+<span class="tei tei-q">“There are some on it that are red. What beautiful red apples!”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Yes,”</span> said Georgie. <span class="tei tei-q">“Father grafted that for me, to make it bear
+rosy-boys. I call the red ones my rosy-boys.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Grafted?”</span> said Rollo; <span class="tei tei-q">“how did he graft it?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“O,”</span> said Georgie, <span class="tei tei-q">“I do not know exactly. He cut off a little branch
+from a rosy-boy tree, and stuck it on somehow, and it grew, and bears
+rosy-boys still.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo thought this was very curious; Georgie told him he would give him
+an apple, and that he might have his choice—a pippin or a rosy-boy.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo hesitated, and looked at them, first at one, and then at another;
+but he could not decide. The rosy-boys had the brightest and most
+beautiful color, but then the pippins looked so rich and mellow, that he
+could not choose very easily; and so Georgie laughed, find told him he<span class="tei tei-pb" id="page173">[pg 173]</span>
+would settle the difficulty by giving him one of each.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“So come here,”</span> said he, <span class="tei tei-q">“Rollo, and let me lean on you, while I knock
+them down.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">So Rollo came and stood near him, while Georgie leaned on him, and with
+his crutch gave a gentle tap to one of each of his kinds of apples, and
+they fell down upon the soft grass, safe and sound.</p>
+
+
+
+
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><a name="figlist100" id="figlist100"></a></p><div class="tei tei-figure" style="text-align: center"><img src="images/i182.jpg" width="480" height="480" alt="Georgie's Apples." title="Georgie's Apples." /><div class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: center; margin-bottom: 1.00em; margin-top: 1.00em">Georgie's Apples.</div></div>
+
+
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page174">[pg 174]</span>They then went into the house, and Georgie gave Rollo his money,
+wrapped
+up in a small piece of paper; and then Rollo, bidding him good by, went
+out of the little white gate, and walked along home.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">The next morning, soon after breakfast, Jonas drove the carryall up to
+the front door, and Rollo and his mother walked out to it. Rollo's
+mother took the back seat, and Rollo and Jonas sat in front, and they
+drove along.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">They called at the house where James lived, and found him waiting for
+them on the front steps, with his half dollar in his hand.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">He ran into the house to tell his mother that the carryall had come, and
+to bid her good morning, and then he came out to the gate.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“James,”</span> said Rollo, <span class="tei tei-q">“you may sit on the front seat with Jonas, if you
+want to.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">James said he should like to very much; and so Rollo stepped over
+behind, and sat with his mother. This was kind and polite; for boys all
+like the front seat when they <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page175">[pg 175]</span>are riding, and Rollo therefore did
+right
+to offer it to his cousin.</p>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="tei tei-div" style="margin-bottom: 4.00em; margin-top: 4.00em">
+<a name="toc101" id="toc101"></a>
+<a name="pdf102" id="pdf102"></a>
+<h2 class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 2.88em; margin-top: 2.88em"><span style="font-size: 144%">A Lecture On Playthings.</span></h2>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">After a short time, they came to a smooth and pleasant road, with trees
+and farm-houses on each side; and as the horse was trotting along
+quietly, Rollo asked his mother if she could not tell them a story.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“I cannot tell you a story very well, this morning, but I can give you a
+lecture on playthings, if you wish.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Very well, mother, we should like that,”</span> said the boys.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">They did not know very well what a lecture was, but they thought that
+any thing which their mother would propose would be interesting.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Do you know what a lecture is?”</span> said she.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Not exactly,”</span> said Rollo.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Why, I should explain to you about playthings,—the various kinds,
+their use, the way to keep them, and to derive the most pleasure from
+them, &amp;c. Giving you <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page176">[pg 176]</span>this information will not be as <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">interesting</span></span> to
+you as to hear a story; but it will be more <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">useful</span></span>, if
+you attend
+carefully, and endeavor to remember what I say.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">The boys thought they should like the lecture, and promised to attend.
+Rollo said he would remember it all; and so his mother began.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“The value of a plaything does not consist in itself, but in the
+pleasure it awakens in your mind. Do you understand that?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Not very well,”</span> said Rollo.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“If you should give a round stick to a baby on the floor, and let him
+strike the floor with it, he would be pleased. You would see by his
+looks that it gave him great pleasure. Now, where would this pleasure
+be,—in the stick, or in the floor, or in the baby?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Why, in the baby,”</span> said Rollo, laughing.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Yes; and would it be in his body, or in his mind?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“In his face,”</span> said James.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“In his eyes,”</span> said Rollo.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“You would see the <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">signs of it</span></span> in his face and in
+his eyes, but the
+feeling of <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page177">[pg 177]</span>pleasure would be in his mind. Now, I suppose you
+understand
+what I said, that the value of the plaything consists in the pleasure it
+can awaken in the mind.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Yes, mother,”</span> said Rollo.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“There is your jumping man,”</span> said she; <span class="tei tei-q">“is that a good
+plaything?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Yes,”</span> said Rollo, <span class="tei tei-q">“my <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">kicker</span></span>. But I don't care
+much about it. I don't
+know where it is now.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“What was it?”</span> said James. <span class="tei tei-q">“<span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">I</span></span> never saw
+it.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“It was a pasteboard man,”</span> said his mother; <span class="tei tei-q">“and there was a string
+behind, fixed so that, by pulling it, you could make his arms and legs
+fly about.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Yes,”</span> said Rollo, <span class="tei tei-q">“I called him my <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">kicker</span></span>.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“You liked it very much, when you first had it.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Yes,”</span> said Rollo, <span class="tei tei-q">“but I don't think it is very pretty now.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“That shows what I said was true. When you first had it, it was new, and
+the sight of it gave you pleasure; but the pleasure consisted in the
+novelty and drollery of it, and after a little while, when you became
+familiar with it, it ceased to <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page178">[pg 178]</span>give you pleasure, and then you did
+not
+value it. I found it the other day lying on the ground in the yard, and
+took it up and put it away carefully in a drawer.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“But if the value is all gone, what good does it do to save it?”</span> said
+Rollo.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“The value to <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">you</span></span> is gone, because you have become
+familiar with it,
+and so it has lost its power to awaken feelings of pleasure in you. But
+it has still power to give pleasure to other children, who have not seen
+it, and I kept it for them.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“I should like to see it, very much,”</span> said James. <span class="tei tei-q">“I never saw such a
+one.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“I will show it to you some time. Now, this is one kind of
+plaything,—those which please by their <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">novelty</span></span>
+only. It is not
+generally best to buy such playthings, for you very soon get familiar
+with them, and then they cease to give you pleasure, and are almost
+worthless.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Only we ought to keep them, if we have them, to show to other boys,”</span>
+said Rollo.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Yes,”</span> said his mother. <span class="tei tei-q">“You ought never to throw them away, or leave
+them on the floor, or on the ground.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“O, the little fool,”</span> said Rollo suddenly.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page179">[pg 179]</span>His mother and James looked up, wondering what Rollo meant. He
+was
+looking out at the side of the carryall, at something about the wheel.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“What is it,”</span> said his mother.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Why, here is a large fly trying to light on the wheel, and every time
+his legs touch it, it knocks them away. See! See!”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Yes, but you must not attend to him now. You must listen to my lecture.
+You promised to give your attention to me.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">So James and Rollo turned away from the window, and began to listen
+again.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“I have told you now,”</span> said she, <span class="tei tei-q">“of one kind of
+playthings—those that
+give pleasure from their <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">novelty</span></span> only. There is another
+kind—those
+that give you pleasure by their <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">use</span></span>;—such as a
+doll, for example.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“How, mother? Is a doll of any <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">use</span></span>?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Yes, in one sense; that is, the girl who has it, <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">uses</span></span> it continually.
+Perhaps she admired the <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">looks</span></span> of it, the first day it was
+given to
+her; but then, after that, she can <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">use</span></span> it in so many
+ways, that it
+continues to afford her pleasure for a long time. She can dress and
+undress it, put <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page180">[pg 180]</span>it to bed, make it sit up for company, and do a
+great
+many other things with it. When she gets tired of playing with it one
+day, she puts it away, and the next day she thinks of something new to
+do with it, which she never thought of before. Now, which should you
+think the pleasure you should obtain from a ball, would arise from, its
+<span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">novelty</span></span>, or its <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">use</span></span>?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Its <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">use</span></span>,”</span> said the boys.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Yes,”</span> said the mother. <span class="tei tei-q">“The first sight of a ball would
+not give you
+any very special pleasure. Its value would consist in the pleasure you
+would take in playing with it.</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Now, it is generally best to buy such playthings as you can use
+a great
+many times, and in a great many ways; such as a top, a ball, a knife, a
+wheelbarrow. But things that please you only by their <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">novelty</span></span>, will
+soon lose all their power to give you pleasure, and be good for nothing
+to you. Such, for instance, as jumping men, and witches, and funny
+little images. Children are very often deceived in buying their
+playthings; for those things which please by their novelty only, usually
+please them very much for a few minutes, while they <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page181">[pg 181]</span>are in the
+shop,
+and see them for the first time; while those things which would last a
+long time, do not give them much pleasure at first.</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“There is another kind of playthings I want to tell you about a
+little,
+and then my lecture will be done. I mean playthings which give <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">you</span></span>
+pleasure, but give <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">other persons</span></span> pain. A drum and a
+whistle, for
+example, are disagreeable to other persons; and children, therefore,
+ought not to choose them, unless they have a place to go to, to play
+with them, which will be out of hearing. I have known boys to buy masks
+to frighten other children with, and bows and arrows, which sometimes
+are the means of putting out children's eyes. So you must consider, when
+you are choosing playthings, first, whether the pleasure they will give
+you will be from the <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">novelty</span></span> or the <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">use</span></span>; and, secondly, whether, in
+giving <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">you</span></span> pleasure, they will give <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">any
+other persons</span></span> pain.</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“This is the end of the lecture. Now you may rest a little, and look
+about, and then I will tell you a short story.”</span></p>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="tei tei-div" style="margin-bottom: 4.00em; margin-top: 4.00em">
+<span class="tei tei-pb" id="page182">[pg 182]</span>
+<a name="toc103" id="toc103"></a>
+<a name="pdf104" id="pdf104"></a>
+<h2 class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 2.88em; margin-top: 2.88em"><span style="font-size: 144%">The Young Drivers.</span></h2>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">They came, about this time, to the foot of a long hill, and Jonas said
+he believed that he would get out and walk up, and he said James might
+drive the horse. So he put the reins into James's hands, and jumped out.
+Rollo climbed over the seat, and sat by his side. Presently James saw a
+large stone in the road, and he asked Rollo to see how well he could
+drive round it; for as the horse was going, he would have carried one
+wheel directly over it. So he pulled one of the reins, and turned the
+horse away; but he contrived to turn him out just far enough to make the
+<span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">other</span></span> wheel go over the stone. Rollo laughed, and asked
+him to let him
+try the next time; and James gave him the reins; but there was no other
+stone till they got up to the top of the hill.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Then James said that Rollo might ride on the front seat now, and when
+Jonas got in, he climbed back to the back seat, and took his place by
+the side of Rollo's mother.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Come, mother,”</span> then said Rollo, <span class="tei tei-q">“we <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page183">[pg 183]</span>are rested enough
+now: please to
+begin the story.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Very well, if you are all ready.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">So she began as follows:—</p>
+
+<div class="block tei tei-div" style="margin-bottom: 2.70em; margin-left: 3.60em; margin-top: 2.70em; margin-right: 3.60em">
+<h3 class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 2.40em; margin-top: 2.40em"><span style="font-size: 120%">The Story of Shallow, Selfish, and Wise.</span></h3>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 0.90em"><span style="font-size: 90%">Once there were three boys going into town to buy some playthings:
+their names were Shallow, Selfish, and Wise. Each had half a dollar.
+Shallow carried his in his hand, tossing it up in the air, and
+catching it, as he went along. Selfish kept teasing his mother to
+give him some more money: half a dollar, he said, was not enough.
+Wise walked along quietly, with his cash safe in his pocket.</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 0.90em"><span style="font-size: 90%">Presently Shallow missed catching his half dollar, and—chink—it
+went, on the sidewalk, and it rolled along down into a crack under a
+building. Then he began to cry. Selfish stood by, holding his own
+money tight in his hands, and said he did not pity Shallow at all;
+it was good enough for him; he had no business to be tossing it up.
+Wise came up, and tried to get the money out with a stick, but he
+could not. He told Shallow not to cry; said he was sorry he had lost
+his money, and that he would give him half of his, as soon as they
+could get it changed at the shop.</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 0.90em"><span style="font-size: 90%">So they walked along to the toy-shop.</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 0.90em"><span style="font-size: 90%">Their mother said that each one might choose his own plaything; so
+they began to look around on the counter and shelves.</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 0.90em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page184">[pg 184]</span><span style="font-size: 90%">After a while, Shallow began to laugh very loud and heartily at
+something he found. It was an image of a grinning monkey. It looked
+very droll indeed. Shallow asked Wise to come and see. Wise laughed
+at it too, but said he should not want to buy it, as he thought he
+should soon get tired of laughing at any thing, if it was ever so
+droll.</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 0.90em"><span style="font-size: 90%">Shallow was sure that he should never get tired of laughing at so
+very droll a thing as the grinning monkey; and he decided to buy it,
+if Wise would give him half of his money; and so Wise did.</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 0.90em"><span style="font-size: 90%">Selfish found a rattle, a large, noisy rattle, and went to springing
+it until they were all tired of hearing the noise.</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 0.90em"><span class="tei tei-q"><span style="font-size: 90%">“</span><span style="font-size: 90%">I think I shall buy this,</span><span style="font-size: 90%">”</span></span><span style="font-size: 90%"> said he. </span><span class="tei tei-q"><span style="font-size: 90%">“</span><span style="font-size: 90%">I can make believe that there
+is a fire, and can run about springing my rattle, and crying, </span><span class="tei tei-q"><span style="font-size: 90%">‘</span><span style="font-size: 90%">Fire!
+Fire!</span><span style="font-size: 90%">’</span></span><span style="font-size: 90%"> or I can play that a thief is breaking into a store, and can
+rattle my rattle at him, and call out, </span><span class="tei tei-q"><span style="font-size: 90%">‘</span><span style="font-size: 90%">Stop thief!</span><span style="font-size: 90%">’</span></span><span style="font-size: 90%"> ”</span></span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 0.90em"><span class="tei tei-q"><span style="font-size: 90%">“</span><span style="font-size: 90%">But that will disturb all the people in the house,</span><span style="font-size: 90%">”</span></span><span style="font-size: 90%"> said Wise.</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 0.90em"><span class="tei tei-q"><span style="font-size: 90%">“</span><span style="font-size: 90%">What care I for that?</span><span style="font-size: 90%">”</span></span><span style="font-size: 90%"> said Selfish.</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 0.90em"><span style="font-size: 90%">Selfish found that the price of his rattle was not so much as the
+half dollar; so he laid out the rest of it in cake, and sat down on
+a box, and began to eat it.</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 0.90em"><span style="font-size: 90%">Wise passed by all the images and gaudy toys, only good to look at a
+few times, and chose a soft ball, and finding that that did not take
+all of his half of the money, he purchased a little morocco box with
+an inkstand, some wafers, and one or two </span><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page185">[pg 185]</span><span style="font-size: 90%">short pens in it. Shallow
+told him that was not a plaything; it was only fit for a school; and
+as to his ball, he did not think much of that.</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 0.90em"><span style="font-size: 90%">Wise said he thought they could all play with the ball a great many
+times, and he thought, too, that he should like his little inkstand
+rainy days and winter evenings.</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 0.90em"><span style="font-size: 90%">So the boys walked along home. Shallow stopped every moment to laugh
+at his monkey, and Selfish to spring his rattle; and they looked
+with contempt on Wise's ball, which he carried quietly in one hand,
+and his box done up in brown paper in the other.</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 0.90em"><span style="font-size: 90%">When they got home, Shallow ran in to show his monkey. The people
+smiled a little, but did not take much notice of it; and, in fact,
+it did not look half so funny, even to himself, as it did in the
+shop. In a short time, it did not make him laugh at all, and then he
+was vexed and angry with it. He said he meant to go and throw the
+ugly old baboon away; he was tired of seeing that same old grin on
+his face all the time. So he went and threw it over the wall.</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 0.90em"><span style="font-size: 90%">Selfish ate his cake up, on his way home. He would not give his
+brothers any, for he said they had had their money as well as he.
+When he got home, he went about the house, up and down, through
+parlor and chamber, kitchen and shed, springing his rattle, and
+calling out, </span><span class="tei tei-q"><span style="font-size: 90%">“</span><span style="font-size: 90%">Stop thief! Stop thief!</span><span style="font-size: 90%">”</span></span><span style="font-size: 90%"> or </span><span class="tei tei-q"><span style="font-size: 90%">“</span><span style="font-size: 90%">Fire! Fire!</span><span style="font-size: 90%">”</span></span><span style="font-size: 90%"> Every body
+got tired, and asked him to be still; but he did not </span><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page186">[pg 186]</span><span style="font-size: 90%">mind, until,
+at last, his father took his rattle away from him, and put it up on
+a high shelf.</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 0.90em"><span style="font-size: 90%">Then Selfish and Shallow went out and found Wise playing beautifully
+with his ball in the yard; and he invited them to play with him.
+They would toss it up against the wall, and learn to catch it when
+it came down; and then they made some bat-sticks, and knocked it
+back and forth to one another, about the yard. The more they played
+with the ball, the more they liked it, and, as Wise was always very
+careful not to play near any holes, and to put it away safe when he
+had done with it, he kept it a long time, and gave them pleasure a
+great many times all summer long.</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 0.90em"><span style="font-size: 90%">And then his inkstand box was a great treasure. He would get it out
+in the long winter evenings, and lend Selfish and Shallow, each, one
+of his pens; and they would all sit at the table, and make pictures,
+and write little letters, and seal them with small bits of the
+wafers. In fact, Wise kept his inkstand box safe till he grew up to
+be a man.</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 0.90em"><span style="font-size: 90%">That is the end of the story.</span></p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="tei tei-div" style="margin-bottom: 4.00em; margin-top: 4.00em">
+<a name="toc105" id="toc105"></a>
+<a name="pdf106" id="pdf106"></a>
+<h2 class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 2.88em; margin-top: 2.88em"><span style="font-size: 144%">The Toy-Shop.</span></h2>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“I wish I could get an inkstand box,”</span> said Rollo, when the story was
+finished.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page187">[pg 187]</span><span class="tei tei-q">“I think he was very foolish to throw away his grinning
+monkey,”</span> said
+James, <span class="tei tei-q">“I wish I could see a grinning monkey.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">They continued talking about this story some time, and at length they
+drew nigh to the city. They drove to a stable, where Jonas had the horse
+put up, and then they all walked on in search of a toy-shop.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">They passed along through one or two streets, walking very slowly, so
+that the boys might look at the pictures and curious things in the shop
+windows. At length they came to a toy-shop, and all went in.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">They saw at once a great number and variety of playthings exhibited to
+view. All around the floor were arranged horses on wheels, little carts,
+wagons, and baskets. The counter had a great variety of images and
+figures,—birds that would peep, and dogs that would bark, and drummers
+that would drum—all by just turning a little handle. Then the shelves
+and the window were filled with all sorts of boxes, and whips, and
+puzzles, and tea-sets, and <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page188">[pg 188]</span>dolls, dressed and not dressed. There
+were
+bows and arrows, and darts, and jumping ropes, and glass dogs, and
+little rocking-horses, and a thousand other things.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">When the boys first came in, there was a little girl standing by the
+counter with a small slate in her hand. She looked like a poor girl,
+though she was neat and tidy in her dress. She was talking with the
+shopman about the slate.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Don't you think,”</span> said she, <span class="tei tei-q">“you could let me have it for ten
+cents?”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“No,”</span> said he, <span class="tei tei-q">“I could not afford it for less than fifteen. It cost
+me
+more than ten.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">The little girl laid the slate down, and looked disappointed and sad.
+Rollo's mother came up to her, took up the slate, and said,</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“I should think you had better give him fifteen cents. It is a very good
+slate. It is worth as much as that, certainly.”</span></p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Yes, madam, so I tell her,”</span> said the shopman.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“But I have not got but ten cents,”</span> said the little girl.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page189">[pg 189]</span><span class="tei tei-q">“Have not you?”</span> said Rollo's mother. She stood still
+thinking a moment,
+and then she asked the little girl what her name was.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">She said it was Maria.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">She asked her what she wanted the slate for; and Maria said it was to do
+sums on, at school. She wanted to study arithmetic, and could not do so
+without a slate.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Jonas then came forward, and said that he should like to give her five
+cents of Georgie's money, and that, with the ten she had, would be
+enough. He said that Georgie had given him authority to do what he
+thought best with his money, and he knew, if Georgie was here, he would
+wish to help the little girl.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo and James were both sorry they had not thought of it themselves;
+and, as soon as Jonas mentioned it, they wanted to give some of their
+money to the girl; but Jonas said he knew that Georgie would prefer to
+do it. At last, however, it was agreed that Rollo and James should
+furnish one cent each, and Georgie the rest. This was all agreed upon
+after a low <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page190">[pg 190]</span>conversation by themselves in a corner of the store;
+and
+then Jonas came forward, and told the shopman that they were going to
+pay the additional five cents, and that he might let the girl have the
+slate. So Jonas paid the money, and it was agreed that Rollo and James
+should pay him back their share, when they got their money changed. The
+boys were very much pleased to see the little girl go away so happy with
+her slate in her hand. It was neatly done up in paper, with two pencils
+which the shopman gave her, done up inside.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">After Maria was gone, the boys looked around the shop, but could not
+find any thing which exactly pleased them; or at least they could not
+find any thing which pleased them so much more than any thing else, that
+they could decide in favor of it. So they concluded to walk along, and
+look at another shop.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">They succeeded at last in finding some playthings that they liked, and
+Jonas bought a variety of useful things for Georgie. On their way home,
+the carryall stopped at the house where Lucy lived <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page191">[pg 191]</span>and Rollo's
+mother
+left him and James there, to show Lucy their playthings.</p>
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">One of the things they bought was a little boat with two sails, and they
+went down behind the house to sail it. The other playthings and books
+they carried down too, and had a fine time playing with them, with Lucy
+and another little girl who was visiting her that afternoon.</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<div class="tei tei-tb"><hr style="width: 50%" /></div>
+
+<div class="tei tei-div" style="margin-bottom: 5.00em; margin-top: 5.00em">
+
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-variant: small-caps">The Rollo Series</span></span></p>
+<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-variant: small-caps">is composed of fourteen volumes, viz.</span></span></p>
+
+<table summary="This is a list." class="tei tei-list" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em; margin-top: 1.00em"><tbody><tr class="tei tei-labelitem"><th class="tei tei-label"></th><td class="tei tei-item">Rollo Learning to Talk.</td></tr><tr class="tei tei-labelitem"><th class="tei tei-label"></th><td class="tei tei-item">Rollo Learning to Read.</td></tr><tr class="tei tei-labelitem"><th class="tei tei-label"></th><td class="tei tei-item">Rollo at Work.</td></tr><tr class="tei tei-labelitem"><th class="tei tei-label"></th><td class="tei tei-item">Rollo at Play.</td></tr><tr class="tei tei-labelitem"><th class="tei tei-label"></th><td class="tei tei-item">Rollo at School.</td></tr><tr class="tei tei-labelitem"><th class="tei tei-label"></th><td class="tei tei-item">Rollo's Vacation.</td></tr><tr class="tei tei-labelitem"><th class="tei tei-label"></th><td class="tei tei-item">Rollo's Experiments.</td></tr><tr class="tei tei-labelitem"><th class="tei tei-label"></th><td class="tei tei-item">Rollo's Museum.</td></tr><tr class="tei tei-labelitem"><th class="tei tei-label"></th><td class="tei tei-item">Rollo's Travels.</td></tr><tr class="tei tei-labelitem"><th class="tei tei-label"></th><td class="tei tei-item">Rollo's Correspondence.</td></tr><tr class="tei tei-labelitem"><th class="tei tei-label"></th><td class="tei tei-item">Rollo's Philosophy—Water.</td></tr><tr class="tei tei-labelitem"><th class="tei tei-label"></th><td class="tei tei-item">Rollo's Philosophy—Air.</td></tr><tr class="tei tei-labelitem"><th class="tei tei-label"></th><td class="tei tei-item">Rollo's Philosophy—Fire.</td></tr><tr class="tei tei-labelitem"><th class="tei tei-label"></th><td class="tei tei-item">Rollo's Philosophy—Sky.</td></tr></tbody></table>
+</div>
+
+</div>
+
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+Title: Rollo at Work
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+Author: Jacob Abbott
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+***START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK ROLLO AT WORK***
+
+
+
+
+
+Transcriber's Notes:
+
+The original print starts with a list of novels from the "Rollo series".
+This information has been moved to the back of the book.
+
+Unusual spellings that are used consistently have been kept as they were
+found in the source. Some punctuation errors have been corrected silently.
+All other corrections are declared in the TEI master file, using the usual
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+
+
+The
+
+Rollo Books
+
+by
+
+Jacob Abbott
+
+[Illustration: The Rollo Books by Jacob Abbott. Boston, Phillips, Sampson,
+& Co.]
+
+Boston, Phillips, Sampson, & Co.
+
+                  -------------------------------------
+
+Rollo At Work
+
+Or
+
+The Way to Be Industrious
+
+                  -------------------------------------
+
+
+
+
+
+NOTICE TO PARENTS.
+
+
+Although this little work, and its fellow, "ROLLO AT PLAY," are intended
+principally as a means of entertainment for their little readers, it is
+hoped by the writer that they may aid in accomplishing some of the
+following useful purposes:--
+
+1. In cultivating _the thinking powers_; as frequent occasions occur, in
+which the incidents of the narrative, and the conversations arising from
+them, are intended to awaken and engage the reasoning and reflective
+faculties of the little readers.
+
+2. In promoting the progress of children _in reading_ and in knowledge of
+language; for the diction of the stories is intended to be often in
+advance of the natural language of the reader, and yet so used as to be
+explained by the connection.
+
+3. In cultivating the _amiable and gentle qualities of the heart_. The
+scenes are laid in quiet and virtuous life, and the character and conduct
+described are generally--with the exception of some of the ordinary
+exhibitions of childish folly--character and conduct to be imitated; for
+it is generally better, in dealing with children, to allure them to what
+is right by agreeable pictures of it, than to attempt to drive them to it
+by repulsive delineations of what is wrong.
+
+
+
+
+
+CONTENTS
+
+
+Story 1. Labor Lost
+   Elky.
+   Preparations.
+   A Bad Beginning.
+   What Rollo Might Do.
+   A New Plan.
+   Hirrup! Hirrup!
+   An Overturn.
+Story 2. The Two Little Wheelbarrows.
+   Rides.
+   The Corporal's.
+   The Old Nails.
+   A Conversation.
+   Rollo Learns to Work at Last.
+   The Corporal's Again.
+Story 3. Causey-Building.
+   Sand-Men.
+   The Gray Garden.
+   A Contract.
+   Instructions.
+   Keeping Tally.
+   Rights Defined.
+   Calculation.
+Story 4. Rollo's Garden.
+   Farmer Cropwell.
+   Work and Play.
+   Planting.
+   The Trying Time.
+   A Narrow Escape.
+   Advice.
+Story 5. The Apple-Gathering.
+   The Garden-House.
+   Jolly.
+   The Pet Lamb.
+   The Meadow-Russet.
+   Insubordination.
+   Subordination.
+   The New Plan Tried.
+   A Present.
+   The Strawberry-Bed.
+   The Farmer's Story.
+Story 6. Georgie.
+   The Little Landing.
+   Georgie's Money.
+   Two Good Friends.
+   A Lecture On Playthings.
+   The Young Drivers.
+   The Toy-Shop.
+
+
+
+
+
+ENGRAVINGS
+
+
+Rollo Digging Holes in the Ground.
+Too Heavy.
+The Corporal's.
+Rollo Took Hold of His Wheelbarrow.
+The Cows.
+The Bull Chained by the Nose.
+Work in the Rain.
+The Harvesting Party.
+There, Said He, See How Men Work.
+Georgie's Apples.
+
+
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration: Rollo Digging Holes in the Ground.]
+
+
+
+
+
+LABOR LOST.
+
+
+
+
+Elky.
+
+
+When Rollo was between five and six years old, he was one day at work in
+his little garden, planting some beans. His father had given him a little
+square bed in a corner of the garden, which he had planted with corn two
+days before. He watched his corn impatiently for two days, and, as it did
+not come up, he thought he would plant it again with beans. He ought to
+have waited longer.
+
+He was sitting on a little cricket, digging holes in the ground, when he
+heard a sudden noise. He started up, and saw a strange, monstrous head
+looking at him over the garden wall. He jumped up, and ran as fast as he
+could towards the house.
+
+It happened that Jonas, the boy, was at that time at work in the yard,
+cutting wood, and he called out, "What is the matter, Rollo?"
+
+Rollo had just looked round, and seeing that the head remained still where
+it was, he was a little ashamed of his fears; so at first he did not
+answer, but walked along towards Jonas.
+
+"That's the colt," said Jonas; "should not you like to go and see him?"
+
+Rollo looked round again, and true enough, it was a small horse's head
+that was over the wall. It looked smaller now than it did when he first
+saw it.
+
+Now there was behind the garden a green field, with scattered trees upon
+it, and a thick wood at the farther side. Jonas took Rollo by the hand,
+and led him back into the garden, towards the colt. The colt took his head
+back over the fence as they approached, and walked away. He was now afraid
+of Rollo. Jonas and Rollo climbed up upon a stile which was built there
+against the fence, and saw the colt trotting away slowly down towards the
+wood, looking back at Rollo and Jonas, by bending his head every minute,
+first on one side, and then on the other.
+
+"There comes father," said Rollo.
+
+Jonas looked and saw Rollo's father coming out of the wood, leading a
+horse. The colt and the horse had been feeding together in the field, and
+Rollo's father had caught the horse, for he wanted to take a ride. Rollo's
+father had a little basket in his hand, and when he saw the colt coming
+towards him, he held it up and called him, "_Elky, Elky, Elky, Elky_," for
+the colt's name was Elkin, though they often called him Elky. Elkin walked
+slowly up to the basket, and put his nose in it. He found that there were
+some oats in it; and Rollo's father poured them out on the grass, and then
+stood by, patting Elky's head and neck while he ate them. Rollo thought
+his head looked beautifully; he wondered how he could have been afraid of
+it.
+
+Rollo's father led the horse across the field, through a gate, into a
+green lane which led along the side of the garden towards the house; and
+Rollo said he would run round into the lane and meet him. So he jumped off
+of the stile, and ran up the garden, and Jonas followed him, and went back
+to his work.
+
+Rollo ran round to meet his father, who was coming up the green lane,
+leading the horse with a rope round his neck.
+
+"Father," said Rollo, "could you put me on?"
+
+His father smiled, and lifted Rollo up carefully, and placed him on the
+horse's back. Then he walked slowly along.
+
+"Father," said Rollo, "are you going away?"
+
+"Yes," said he, "I am going to ride away in the wagon."
+
+"Why did not you catch Elky, and let him draw you?"
+
+"Elky? O, Elky is not old enough to work."
+
+"Not old enough to work!" said Rollo, "Why, he is pretty big. He is almost
+as big as the horse. I should think he could draw you alone in the wagon."
+
+"Perhaps he is strong enough for that; but Elky has never learned to work
+yet."
+
+"Never learned!" said Rollo, in great surprise. "Do horses have to _learn_
+to work? Why, they have nothing to do but to pull."
+
+"Why, suppose," said his father, "that he should dart off at once as soon
+as he is harnessed, and pull with all his strength, and furiously."
+
+"O, he must not do so: he must pull gently and slowly."
+
+"Well, suppose he pulls gently a minute, and then stops and looks round,
+and then I tell him to go on, and he pulls a minute again, and then stops
+and looks round."
+
+"O no," said Rollo, laughing, "he must not do so; he must keep pulling
+steadily all the time."
+
+"Yes, so you see he has something more to do than merely to pull; he must
+pull right, and he must be taught to do this. Besides, he must learn to
+obey all my various commands. Why, a horse needs to be taught to work as
+much as a boy."
+
+"Why, father, I can work; and I have never been taught."
+
+"O no," said his father, smiling, "you cannot work."
+
+"I can plant beans," said Rollo.
+
+Just then, Rollo, who was all this time riding on the horse, looked down
+from his high seat into a little bush by the side of the road, and saw
+there a little bunch that looked like a birdsnest; and he said, "O,
+father, please to take me down; I want to look at that birdsnest."
+
+His father knew that he would not hurt the birdsnest; so he took him off
+of the horse, and put him on the ground. Then he walked on with the horse,
+and Rollo turned back to see the nest. He climbed up upon a log that lay
+by the side of the bush, and then gently opened the branches and looked
+in. Four little, unfledged birds lifted up their heads, and opened their
+mouths wide. They heard the noise which Rollo made, and thought it was
+their mother come to feed them.
+
+"Ah, you little dickeys," said Rollo; "hungry, are you? _I_ have not got
+any thing for you to eat."
+
+Rollo looked at them a little while, and then slowly got down and walked
+along up the lane, saying to himself, "_They_ are not big enough to work,
+at any rate, but _I_ am, I know, and I do not believe but that _Elky_ is."
+
+
+
+
+Preparations.
+
+
+When Rollo got back into the yard, he found his father just getting into
+the wagon to go away. Jonas stood by the horse, having just finished
+harnessing him.
+
+"Father," said Rollo, "I can work. You thought I could not work, but I
+can. I am going to work to-day while you are gone."
+
+"Are you?" said his father. "Very well; I should be glad to have you."
+
+"What should you like to have me do?" asked Rollo.
+
+"O, you may pick up chips, or pile that short wood in the shed. But stand
+back from the wheel, for I am going to start now."
+
+So Rollo stood back, and his father drew up the reins which Jonas had just
+put into his hands, and guided the horse slowly and carefully out of the
+yard. Rollo ran along behind the wagon as far as the gate, to see his
+father go off, and stood there a few minutes, watching him as he rode
+along, until he disappeared at a turn in the road. He then came back to
+the yard, and sat down on a log by the side of Jonas, who was busily at
+work mending the wheelbarrow.
+
+Rollo sat singing to himself for some time, and then he said,
+
+"Jonas, father thinks I am not big enough to work; don't you think I am?"
+
+"I don't know," said Jonas, hesitating. "You do not seem to be very
+industrious just now."
+
+"O, I am resting now," said Rollo; "I am going to work pretty soon."
+
+"What are you resting from?" said Jonas.
+
+"O, I am resting because I am tired."
+
+"What are you tired of?" said Jonas. "What have you been doing?"
+
+Rollo had no answer at hand, for he had not been doing any thing at all.
+The truth was, it was pleasanter for him to sit on the log and sing, and
+see Jonas mend the wheelbarrow, than to go to work himself; and he mistook
+that feeling for being tired. Boys often do so when they are set to work.
+
+Rollo, finding that he had no excuse for sitting there any longer,
+presently got up, and sauntered along towards the house, saying that he
+was going to work, picking up chips.
+
+Now there was, in a certain corner of the yard, a considerable space
+covered with chips, which were the ones that Rollo had to pick up. He knew
+that his father wished to have them put into a kind of a bin in the shed,
+called the _chip-bin_. So he went into the house for a basket.
+
+He found his mother busy; and she said she could not go and get a basket
+for him; but she told him the chip-basket was probably in its place in the
+shed, and he might go and get that.
+
+"But," said Rollo, "that is too large. I cannot lift that great basket
+full of chips."
+
+"You need not fill it full then," said his mother. "Put in just as many as
+you can easily carry."
+
+Rollo still objected, saying that he wanted her very much to go and get a
+smaller one. He could not work without a smaller one.
+
+"Very well," said she, "I would rather that you should not work then. The
+interruption to me to get up now, and go to look for a smaller basket,
+will be greater than all the good you will do in picking up chips."
+
+Rollo then told her that his father wanted him to work, and he related to
+her all the conversation they had had. She then thought that she had
+better do all in her power to give Rollo a fair experiment; so she left
+her work, went down, got him a basket which he said was just big enough,
+and left him at the door, going out to his work in the yard.
+
+
+
+
+A Bad Beginning.
+
+
+Rollo sat down on the chips, and began picking them up, all around him,
+and throwing them into his basket. He soon filled it up, and then lugged
+it in, emptied it into the chip-bin, and then returned, and began to fill
+it again.
+
+He had not got his basket more than half full the second time, before he
+came upon some very large chips, which were so square and flat, that he
+thought they would be good to build houses with. He thought he would just
+try them a little, and began to stand them up in such a manner as to make
+the four walls of a house. He found, however, an unexpected difficulty;
+for although the chips were large and square, yet the edges were so sharp
+that they would not stand up very well.
+
+Some time was spent in trying experiments with them in various ways; but
+he could not succeed very well; so he began again industriously to put
+them into his basket.
+
+When he got the basket nearly full, the second time, he thought he was
+tired, and that it would be a good plan to take a little time for rest;
+and he would go and see Jonas a little while.
+
+Now his various interruptions and delays, his conversation with his
+mother, the delay in getting the basket, and his house-building, had
+occupied considerable time; so that, when he went back to Jonas, it was
+full half an hour from the time when he left him; and he found that Jonas
+had finished mending the wheelbarrow, and had put it in its place, and was
+just going away himself into the field.
+
+"Well, Rollo," said he, "how do you get along with your work?"
+
+"O, very well," said Rollo; "I have been picking up chips all the time
+since I went away from you."
+
+Rollo did not mean to tell a falsehood. But he was not aware how much of
+his time he had idled away.
+
+"And how many have you got in?" said Jonas.
+
+"Guess," said Rollo.
+
+"Six baskets full," said Jonas.
+
+"No," said Rollo.
+
+"Eight."
+
+"No; not so many."
+
+"How many, then?" said Jonas, who began to be tired of guessing.
+
+"Two; that is, I have got one in, and the other is almost full."
+
+"Only two?" said Jonas. "Then you cannot have worked very steadily. Come
+here and I will show you how to work."
+
+
+
+
+What Rollo Might Do.
+
+
+So Jonas walked along to the chips, and asked Rollo to fill up that
+basket, and carry it, and then come back, and he would tell him.
+
+So Rollo filled up the basket, carried it to the bin, and came back very
+soon. Jonas told him then to fill it up again as full as it was before.
+
+"There," said Jonas, when it was done, "now it is as full as the other
+was, and I should think you have been less than two minutes in doing it.
+We will call it two minutes. Two minutes for each basket full would make
+thirty baskets full in an hour. Now, I don't think there are more than
+thirty baskets full in all; so that, if you work steadily, but without
+hurrying any, you would get them all in in an hour."
+
+"In an hour?" said Rollo. "Could I get them all in in an hour?"
+
+"Yes," said Jonas, "I have no doubt you can. But you must not hurry and
+get tired out. Work moderately, but _steadily_;--that is the way."
+
+So Jonas went to the field, leaving Rollo to go on with his thirty
+baskets. Rollo thought it would be a fine thing to get the chips all in
+before his father should come home, and he went to work very busily
+filling his basket the third time.
+
+"I can do it quicker," said he to himself. "I can fill the basket a great
+deal faster than that. I will get it all done in half an hour."
+
+So he began to throw in the chips as fast as possible, taking up very
+large ones too, and tossing them in in any way. Now it happened that he
+did fill it this time very quick; for the basket being small, and the
+chips that he now selected very large, they did not pack well, but lay up
+in every direction, so as apparently to fill up the basket quite full,
+when, in fact, there were great empty spaces in it; and when he took it up
+to carry it, it felt very light, because it was in great part empty.
+
+He ran along with it, forgetting Jonas's advice not to hurry, and thinking
+that the reason why it seemed so light was because he was so strong. When
+he got to the coal-bin, the chips would not come out easily. They were so
+large that they had got wedged between the sides of the basket, and he had
+hard work to get them out.
+
+This fretted him, and cooled his ardor somewhat; he walked back rather
+slowly, and began again to fill his basket.
+
+
+
+
+A New Plan.
+
+
+Before he had got many chips in it, however, he happened to think that the
+wheelbarrow would be a better thing to get them in with. They would not
+stick in that as they did in the basket. "Men always use a wheelbarrow,"
+he said to himself, "and why should not I?"
+
+So he turned the chips out of his basket, thus losing so much labor, and
+went after the wheelbarrow. He spent some time in looking to see how Jonas
+had mended it, and then he attempted to wheel it along to the chips. He
+found it quite heavy; but he contrived to get it along, and after losing
+considerable time in various delays, he at last had it fairly on the
+ground, and began to fill it.
+
+He found that the chips would go into the wheelbarrow beautifully, and he
+was quite pleased with his own ingenuity in thinking of it. He thought he
+would take a noble load, and so he filled it almost full, but it took a
+long time to do it, for the wheelbarrow was so large that he got tired,
+and stopped several times to rest.
+
+When, at length, it was full, he took hold of the handles, and lifted away
+upon it. He found it very heavy. He made another desperate effort, and
+succeeded in raising it from the ground a little; but unluckily, as
+wheelbarrows are very apt to do when the load is too heavy for the
+workman, it tipped down to one side, and, though Rollo exerted all his
+strength to save it, it was in vain.
+
+[Illustration: Too Heavy.]
+
+Over went the wheelbarrow, and about half of the chips were poured out
+upon the ground again.
+
+"O dear me!" said Rollo; "I wish this wheelbarrow was not so heavy."
+
+He sat down on the side of the wheelbarrow for a time in despair. He had a
+great mind to give up work for that day. He thought he had done enough; he
+was tired. But, then, when he reflected that he had only got in three
+small baskets of chips, and that his father would see that it was really
+true, as he had supposed, that Rollo could not work, he felt a little
+ashamed to stop.
+
+So he tipped the wheelbarrow back, which he could easily do now that the
+load was half out, and thought he would wheel those along, and take the
+rest next time.
+
+By great exertions he contrived to stagger along a little way with this
+load, until presently the wheel settled into a little low place in the
+path, and he could not move it any farther. This worried and troubled him
+again. He tried to draw the wheelbarrow back, as he had often seen Jonas
+do in similar cases, but in vain. It would not move back or forwards. Then
+he went round to the wheel, and pulled upon that; but it would not do. The
+wheel held its place immovably.
+
+Rollo sat down on the grass a minute or two, wishing that he had not
+touched the wheelbarrow. It was unwise for him to have left his basket,
+his regular and proper mode of carrying the chips, to try experiments with
+the wheelbarrow, which he was not at all accustomed to. And now the proper
+course for him to have taken, would have been to leave the wheelbarrow
+where it was, go and get the basket, take out the chips from the
+wheelbarrow, and carry them, a basket full at a time, to the bin, then
+take the wheelbarrow to its place, and go on with his work in the way he
+began.
+
+But Rollo, like all other boys who have not learned to work, was more
+inclined to get somebody to help him do what was beyond his own strength,
+than to go quietly on alone in doing what he himself was able to do. So he
+left the wheelbarrow, and went into the house to try to find somebody to
+help him.
+
+He came first into the kitchen, where Mary was at work getting dinner, and
+he asked her to come out and help him get his wheelbarrow out of a hole.
+Mary said she could not come then, but, if he would wait a few minutes,
+she would. Rollo could not wait, but went off in pursuit of his mother.
+
+"Mother," said he, as he opened the door into her chamber, "could not you
+come out and help me get my wheelbarrow along?"
+
+"What wheelbarrow?" said his mother.
+
+"Why, the great wheelbarrow. I am wheeling chips in it, and I cannot get
+it along."
+
+"I thought you were picking up chips in the basket I got for you."
+
+"Yes, mother, I did a little while; but I thought I could get them along
+faster with the wheelbarrow."
+
+"And, instead of that, it seems you cannot get them along at all."
+
+"Why, mother, it is only one little place. It is in a little hole. If I
+could only get it out of that little hole, it would go very well."
+
+"But it seems to me you are not a very profitable workman, Rollo, after
+all. You wanted me very much to go and get you a small basket, because the
+common basket was too large and heavy; so I left my work, and went and got
+it for you. But you soon lay it aside, and go, of your own accord, and get
+something heavier than the common chip-basket, a great deal. And now I
+must leave my work and go down and wheel it along for you."
+
+"Only this once, mother. If you can get it out of this hole for me, I will
+be careful not to let it get in again."
+
+"Well," said his mother at length, "I will go. Though the common way with
+wagoners, when they get their loads into difficulty, is to throw a part
+off until they lighten it sufficiently, and then go on. I will go this
+time; but if you get into difficulty again, you must get out yourself."
+
+So Rollo and his mother went down together, and she took hold of the
+wheelbarrow, and soon got it out. She advised Rollo not to use the
+wheelbarrow, but to return to his basket, but yet wished him to do just as
+he thought best himself.
+
+When she had returned to the house, Rollo went on with his load, slowly
+and with great difficulty. He succeeded, however, in working it along
+until he came to the edge of the platform which was before the shed door,
+where he was to carry in his chips. Here, of course, he was at a complete
+stand, as he could not get the wheel up such a high step; so he sat down
+on the edge of the platform, not knowing what to do next.
+
+He could not go to his mother, for she had told him that she could not
+help him again; so, on the whole, he concluded that he would not pick up
+chips any more; he would pile the wood. He recollected that his father had
+told him that he might either pick up chips or pile wood; and the last, he
+thought, would be much easier.
+
+"I shall not have any thing to carry or to wheel at all," said he to
+himself, "and so I shall not have any of these difficulties."
+
+So he left his wheelbarrow where it was, at the edge of the platform,
+intending to ask Jonas to get it up for him when he should come home. He
+went into the shed, and began to pile up the wood.
+
+It was some very short, small wood, prepared for a stove in his mother's
+chamber, and he knew where his father wanted to have it piled--back
+against the side of the shed, near where the wood was lying Jonas had
+thrown it down there in a heap as he had sawed and split it.
+
+
+
+
+Hirrup! Hirrup!
+
+
+He began to lay the wood regularly upon the ground where his pile was to
+be, and for a few minutes went on very prosperously. But presently he
+heard a great trampling in the street, and ran out to see what it was, and
+found that it was a large herd of cattle driving by--oxen and cows, and
+large and small calves. They filled the whole road as they walked slowly
+along, and Rollo climbed up upon the fence, by the side of the gate, to
+look at them. He was much amused to see so large a herd, and he watched
+all their motions. Some stopped to eat by the road side; some tried to run
+off down the lane, but were driven back by boys with long whips, who ran
+after them. Others would stand still in the middle of the road and bellow,
+and here and there two or three would be seen pushing one another with
+their horns, or running up upon a bank by the road side.
+
+Presently Rollo heard a commotion among the cattle at a little distance,
+and, looking that way, saw that Jonas was in among them, with a stick,
+driving the about, and calling out, HIRRUP! HIRRUP! At first he could not
+think what he was doing; but presently he saw that their own cow had got
+in among the others, and Jonas was trying to get her out.
+
+Some of the men who were driving the herd helped him, and they succeeded,
+at length, in getting her away by herself, by the side of the road. The
+rest of the cattle moved slowly on, and when they were fairly by, Jonas
+called out to Rollo to open the gate and then run away.
+
+Rollo did, accordingly, open the gate and run up the yard, and presently
+he saw the cow coming in, with Jonas after her.
+
+"Jonas," said Rollo, "how came our cow in among all those?"
+
+"She got out of the pasture somehow," said Jonas, in reply, "and I must go
+and drive her back. How do you get along with your chips?"
+
+"O, not very well. I want you to help me get the wheelbarrow up on the
+platform."
+
+"The wheelbarrow!" said Jonas. "Are you doing it with the wheelbarrow?"
+
+"No. I am not picking up chips now at all. I am piling wood. I _did_ have
+the wheelbarrow."
+
+In the mean time, the cow walked along through the yard and out of the
+gate into the field, and Jonas said he must go on immediately after her,
+to drive her back into the pasture, and put up the fence, and so he could
+not stop to help Rollo about the chips; but he would just look in and see
+if he was piling the wood right.
+
+He accordingly just stepped a moment to the shed door, and looked at
+Rollo's work. "That will do very well," said he; "only you must put the
+biggest ends of the sticks outwards, or it will all tumble down."
+
+So saying, he turned away, and walked off fast after the cow.
+
+
+
+
+An Overturn.
+
+
+Rollo stood looking at him for some time, wishing that he was going too.
+But he knew that he must not go without his mother's leave, and that, if
+he should go in to ask her, Jonas would have gone so far that he should
+not be able to overtake him. So he went back to his wood-pile.
+
+He piled a little more, and as he piled he wondered what Jonas meant by
+telling him to put the largest ends outwards. He took up a stick which had
+a knot on one end, which made that end much the largest, and laid it on
+both ways, first with the knot back against the side of the shed, and then
+with the knot in front, towards himself. He did not see but that the stick
+lay as steadily in one position as in the other.
+
+"Jonas was mistaken," said he. "It is a great deal better to put the big
+ends back. Then they are out of sight; all the old knots are hid, and the
+pile looks handsomer in front."
+
+So he went on, putting the sticks upon the pile with the biggest ends back
+against the shed. By this means the back side of the pile began soon to be
+the highest, and the wood slanted forward, so that, when it was up nearly
+as high as his head, it leaned forward so as to be quite unsteady. Rollo
+could not imagine what made his pile act so. He thought he would put on
+one stick more, and then leave it. But, as he was putting on this stick,
+he found that the whole pile was very unsteady. He put his hand upon it,
+and shook it a little, to see if it was going to fall, when he found it
+was coming down right upon him, and had just time to spring back before it
+fell.
+
+He did not get clear, however; for, as he stepped suddenly back, he
+tumbled over the wood which was lying on the ground, and fell over
+backwards; and a large part of the pile came down upon him.
+
+He screamed out with fright and pain, for he bruised himself a little in
+falling; though the wood which fell upon him was so small and light that
+it did not do much serious injury.
+
+Rollo stopped crying pretty soon, and went into the house; and that
+evening, when his father came home, he went to him, and said,
+
+"Father, you were right, after all; I _don't_ know how to work any better
+than Elky."
+
+
+
+
+
+THE TWO LITTLE WHEELBARROWS.
+
+
+
+
+Rides.
+
+
+Rollo often used to ride out with his father and mother. When he was quite
+a small boy, he did not know how to manage so as to get frequent rides. He
+used to keep talking, himself, a great deal, and interrupting his father
+and mother, when they wanted to talk; and if he was tired, he would
+complain, and ask them, again and again, when they should get home. Then
+he was often thirsty, and would tease his father and mother for water, in
+places where there was no water to be got, and then fret because he was
+obliged to wait a little while. In consequence of this, his father and
+mother did not take him very often. When they wanted a quiet, still,
+pleasant ride, they had to leave Rollo behind. A great many children act
+just as Rollo did, and thus deprive themselves of a great many very
+pleasant rides.
+
+Rollo observed, however, that his uncle almost always took Lucy with him
+when he went to ride. And one day, when he was playing in the yard where
+Jonas was at work setting out trees, he saw his uncle riding by, with
+another person in the chaise, and Lucy sitting between them on a little
+low seat. Lucy smiled and nodded as she went by; and when she had gone,
+Rollo said,
+
+"There goes Lucy, taking a ride. Uncle almost always takes her, when he
+goes any where. I wonder why father does not take me as often."
+
+"I know why," said Jonas.
+
+"What is the reason?" said Rollo.
+
+"Because you are troublesome, and Lucy is not. If I was a boy like you, I
+should manage so as almost always to ride with my father."
+
+"Why, what should you do?" said Rollo.
+
+"Why, in the first place, I should never find fault with my seat. I should
+sit exactly where they put me, without any complaint. Then I should not
+talk much, and I should _never_ interrupt them when they were talking. If
+I saw any thing on the road that I wanted to ask about, I should wait
+until I had a good opportunity to do it without disturbing their
+conversation; and then, if I wanted any thing to eat or drink, I should
+not ask for it, unless I was in a place where they could easily get it for
+me. Thus I should not be any trouble to them, and so they would let me go
+almost always."
+
+Rollo was silent. He began to recollect how much trouble he had given his
+parents, when riding with them, without thinking of it at the time. He did
+not say any thing to Jonas about it, but he secretly resolved to try
+Jonas's experiment the very next time he went to ride.
+
+He did so, and in a very short time his father and mother both perceived
+that there was, some how or other, a great change in his manners. He had
+ceased to be troublesome, and had become quite a pleasant travelling
+companion. And the effect was exactly as Jonas had foretold. His father
+and mother liked very much to have such a still, pleasant little boy
+sitting between them; and at last they began almost to think they could
+not have a pleasant ride themselves, unless Rollo was with them.
+
+They used to put a little cricket in, upon the bottom of the chaise, for
+Rollo to sit upon; but this was not very convenient, and so one day
+Rollo's father said that, now Rollo had become so pleasant a boy to ride
+with them, he would have a little seat made on purpose for him. "In fact,"
+said he, "I will take the chaise down to the corporal's to-night, and see
+if he cannot do it for me."
+
+"And may I go with you?" said Rollo.
+
+"Yes," said his father, "you may."
+
+Rollo was always very much pleased when his father let him go to the
+corporal's.
+
+
+
+
+The Corporal's.
+
+
+But perhaps the reader will like to know who this corporal was that Rollo
+was so desirous of going to see. He was an old soldier, who had become
+disabled in the wars, so that he could not go out to do very hard work,
+but was very ingenious in making and mending things, and he had a little
+shop down by the mill, where he used to work.
+
+Rollo often went there with Jonas, to carry a chair to be mended, or to
+get a lock or latch put in order; and sometimes to buy a basket, or a
+rake, or some simple thing that the corporal knew how to make. A corporal,
+you must know, is a kind of an officer in a company. This man had been
+such an officer; and so they always called him the corporal. I never knew
+what his other name was.
+
+That evening Rollo and his father set off in the chaise to go to the
+corporal's. It was not very far. They rode along by some very pleasant
+farm-houses, and came at length to the house where Georgie lived. They
+then went down the hill; but, just before they came to the bridge, they
+turned off among the trees, into a secluded road, which led along the bank
+of the stream. After going on a short distance, they came out into a kind
+of opening among the trees, where a mill came into view, by the side of
+the stream; and opposite to it, across the road, under the trees, was the
+corporal's little shop.
+
+The trees hung over the shop, and behind it there was a high rocky hill
+almost covered with forest trees. Between the shop and the mill they could
+see the road winding along a little way still farther up the stream, until
+it was lost in the woods.
+
+[Illustration: The Corporal's]
+
+As soon as Rollo came in sight of the shop, he saw a little wheelbarrow
+standing up by the side of the door. It was just large enough for him, and
+he called out for his father to look at it.
+
+"It is a very pretty little wheelbarrow," said his father.
+
+"I wish you would buy it for me. How much do you suppose the corporal asks
+for it?"
+
+"We will talk with him about it," said his father.
+
+So saying, they drove up to the side of the road near the mill, and
+fastened the horse at a post. Then Rollo clambered down out of the chaise,
+and he and his father walked into the shop.
+
+They found the corporal busily at work mending a chair-bottom. Rollo stood
+by, much pleased to see him weave in the flags, while his father explained
+to the corporal that he wanted a small seat made in front, in his chaise.
+
+"I do not know whether you can do it, or not," said he.
+
+"What sort of a seat do you want?"
+
+"I thought," said he, "that you might make a little seat, with two legs to
+it in front, and then fasten the back side of it to the front of the
+chaise-box."
+
+"Yes," said the corporal, "that will do I think; but I must have a little
+blacksmith work to fasten the seat properly behind, so that you can slip
+it out when you are not using it. Let us go and see."
+
+So the corporal rose to go out and see the chaise, and as they passed by
+the wheelbarrow at the door, as they went out, Rollo asked him what was
+the price of that little wheelbarrow.
+
+"That is not for sale, my little man. That is engaged. But I can make you
+one, if your father likes. I ask three quarters of a dollar for them."
+
+Rollo looked at it very wishfully, and the corporal told him that he might
+try it if he chose. "Wheel it about," said he, "while your father and I
+are looking at the chaise."
+
+So Rollo trundled the wheelbarrow up and down the road with great
+pleasure. It was light, and it moved easily. He wished he had such a one.
+It would not tip over, he said, like that great heavy one at home; he
+thought he could wheel it even if it was full of stones. He ran down with
+it to the shore of the stream, where there were plenty of stones lying,
+intending to load it up, and try it. But when he got there, he recollected
+that he had not had liberty to put any thing in it; and so he determined
+at once that he would not.
+
+Just then his father called him. So he wheeled the wheelbarrow back to its
+place, and told the corporal that he liked it very much. He wanted his
+father to engage one for him then, but he did not ask him. He thought
+that, as he had already expressed a wish for one, it would be better not
+to say any thing about it again, but to wait and let his father do as he
+pleased.
+
+As they were going home, his father said,
+
+"That was a very pretty wheelbarrow, Rollo, I think myself."
+
+"Yes, it was beautiful, father. It was so light, and went so easy! I wish
+you would buy me one, father."
+
+"I would, my son, but I think a wheelbarrow will give you more pleasure at
+some future time, than it will now."
+
+"When do you mean?"
+
+"When you have learned to work."
+
+"But I want the wheelbarrow to _play_ with."
+
+"I know you do; but you would take a great deal more solid and permanent
+satisfaction in such a thing, if you were to use it for doing some useful
+work."
+
+"When shall I learn to work, father?" said Rollo.
+
+"I have been thinking that it is full time now. You are about six years
+old, and they say that a boy of _seven_ years old is able to earn his
+living."
+
+"Well, father, I wish you would teach me to work. What should you do
+first?"
+
+"The first lesson would be to teach you to do some common, easy work,
+_steadily_."
+
+"Why, father, I can do that now, without being taught."
+
+"I think you are mistaken about that. A boy works steadily when he goes
+directly forward in his work, without stopping to rest, or to contrive new
+ways of doing it, or to see other people, or to talk. Now, do you think
+you could work steadily an hour, without stopping for any of these
+reasons?"
+
+"Why--yes," said Rollo.
+
+"I will try you to-morrow," said his father.
+
+
+
+
+The Old Nails.
+
+
+The next morning, after breakfast, Rollo's father told him he was ready
+for him to go to his work. He took a small basket in his hand, and led
+Rollo out into the barn, and told him to wait there a few minutes, and he
+would bring him something to do.
+
+Rollo sat down on a little bundle of straw, wondering what his work was
+going to be.
+
+Presently his father came back, bringing in his hands a box full of old
+nails, which he got out of an old store-room, in a corner of the barn. He
+brought it along, and set it down on the barn floor.
+
+"Why, father," said Rollo, "what am I going to do with those old nails?"
+
+"You are going to _sort_ them. Here are a great many kinds, all together.
+I want them all picked over--those that are alike put by themselves. I
+will tell you exactly how to do it."
+
+Rollo put his hand into the box, and began to pick up some of the nails,
+and look them over, while his father was speaking; but his father told him
+to put them down, and not begin until he had got all his directions.
+
+"You must listen," said he, "and understand the directions now, for I
+cannot tell you twice."
+
+He then took a little wisp of straw, and brushed away a clean place upon
+the barn floor, and then poured down the nails upon it.
+
+"O, how many nails!" said Rollo.
+
+His father then took up a handful of them, and showed Rollo that there
+were several different sizes; and he placed them down upon the floor in
+little heaps, each size by itself. Those that were crooked also he laid
+away in a separate pile.
+
+"Now, Rollo," said he, "I want you to go to work sorting these nails,
+steadily and industriously, until they are all done. There are not more
+than three or four kinds of nails, and you can do them pretty fast if you
+work _steadily_, and do not get to playing with them. If you find any
+pieces of iron, or any thing else that you do not know what to do with,
+lay them aside, and go on with the nails. Do you understand it all?"
+
+Rollo said he did, and so his father left him, and went into the house.
+Rollo sat down upon the clean barn floor, and began his task.
+
+"I don't think this is any great thing," said he; "I can do this easily
+enough;" and he took up some of the nails, and began to arrange them as
+his father had directed.
+
+But Rollo did not perceive what the real difficulty in his task was. It
+was, indeed, very easy to see what nails were large, and what were small,
+and what were of middle size, and to put them in their proper heaps. There
+was nothing very hard in that. The difficulty was, that, after having
+sorted a few, it would become tedious and tiresome work, doing it there
+all alone in the barn,--picking out old nails, with nobody to help him,
+and nobody to talk to, and nothing to see, but those little heaps of rusty
+iron on the floor.
+
+This, I say, was the real trouble; and Rollo's father knew, when he set
+his little boy about it, that he would soon get very tired of it, and, not
+being accustomed to any thing but play, would not persevere.
+
+And so it was. Rollo sorted out a few, and then he began to think that it
+was rather tiresome to be there all alone; and he thought it would be a
+good plan for him to go and ask his father to let him go and get his
+cousin James to come and help him.
+
+He accordingly laid down the nails he had in his hand, and went into the
+house, and found his father writing at a table.
+
+"What is the matter now?" said his father.
+
+"Why, father," said Rollo, "I thought I should like to have James come and
+help me, if you are willing;--we can get them done so much quicker if
+there are two."
+
+"But my great object is, not to get the nails sorted very quick, but to
+teach you patient industry. I know it is tiresome for you to be alone, but
+that is the very reason why I wish you to be alone. I want you to learn to
+persevere patiently in doing any thing, even if it is tiresome. What I
+want to teach you is, to _work_, not to _play_."
+
+Rollo felt disappointed, but he saw that his father was right, and he went
+slowly back to his task. He sorted out two or three handfuls more, but he
+found there was no pleasure in it, and he began to be very sorry his
+father had set him at it.
+
+Having no heart for his work, he did not go on with alacrity, and of
+course made very slow progress. He ought to have gone rapidly forward, and
+not thought any thing about the pleasantness or unpleasantness of it, but
+only been anxious to finish the work, and please his father. Instead of
+that, he only lounged over it--looked at the heap of nails, and sighed to
+think how large it was. He could not sort all those, possibly, he said. He
+knew he could not. It would take him forever.
+
+Still he could not think of any excuse for leaving his work again, until,
+after a little while, he came upon a couple of screws. "And now what shall
+I do with these?" said he.
+
+He took the screws, and laid them side by side, to measure them, so as to
+see which was the largest. Then he rolled them about a little, and after
+playing with them for a little time, during which, of course, his work was
+entirely neglected, he concluded he would go and ask his father what he
+was to do with screws.
+
+He accordingly walked slowly along to the house, stopping to look at the
+grasshoppers and butterflies by the way. After wasting some time in this
+manner, he appeared again at his father's table, and wanted to know what
+he should do with the _screws_ that he found among the nails.
+
+"You ought not to have left your work to come and ask that question," said
+his father. "I am afraid you are not doing very well. I gave you all the
+necessary instructions. Go back to your work."
+
+"But, father," said Rollo, "as he went out, I do not know what I am to do
+with the screws. You did not say any thing about screws."
+
+"Then why do you leave your work to ask me any thing about them?"
+
+"Why,--because,--" said Rollo, hesitating. He did not know what to say.
+
+"Your work is to sort out the _nails_, and I expect, by your coming to me
+for such frivolous reasons, that you are not going on with it very well."
+
+Rollo went slowly out of the room, and sauntered along back to his work.
+He put the screws aside, and went on with the nails, but he did very
+little. When the heart is not in the work, it always goes on very slowly.
+
+Thus an hour or two of the forenoon passed away, and Rollo made very
+little progress. At last his father came out to see what he had done; and
+it was very plain that he had been idling away his time, and had
+accomplished very little indeed.
+
+His father then said that he might leave his work and come in. Rollo
+walked along by the side of his father, and he said to him--
+
+"I see, Rollo, that I shall not succeed in teaching you to work
+industriously, without something more than kind words."
+
+Rollo knew not what to say, and so he was silent. He felt guilty and
+ashamed.
+
+"I gave you work to do which was very easy and plain, but you have been
+leaving it repeatedly for frivolous reasons; and even while you were over
+your work, you have not been industrious. Thus you have wasted your
+morning entirely; you have neither done work nor enjoyed play.
+
+"I was afraid it would be so," he continued. "Very few boys can be taught
+to work industriously, without being compelled; though I hoped that my
+little Rollo could have been. But as it is, as I find that persuasion will
+not do, I must do something more decided. I should do very wrong to let
+you grow up an idle boy; and it is time for you to begin to learn to do
+something besides play."
+
+He said this in a kind, but very serious tone, and it was plain he was
+much displeased. He told Rollo, a minute or two after, that he might go,
+then, where he pleased, and that he would consider what he should do, and
+tell him some other time.
+
+
+
+
+A Conversation.
+
+
+That evening, when Rollo was just going to bed, his father took him up in
+his lap, and told him he had concluded what to do.
+
+"You see it is very necessary," said he, "that you should have the power
+of confining yourself steadily and patiently to a single employment, even
+if it does not amuse you. _I_ have to do that, and all people have to do
+it, and you must learn to do it, or you will grow up indolent and useless.
+You cannot do it now, it is very plain. If I set you to doing any thing,
+you go on as long as the novelty and the amusement last, and then your
+patience is gone, and you contrive every possible excuse for getting away
+from your task. Now, I am going to give you one hour's work to do, every
+forenoon and afternoon. I shall give you such things to do, as are
+perfectly plain and easy, so that you will have no excuse for neglecting
+your work or leaving it. But yet I shall choose such things as will afford
+you no amusement; for I want you to learn to _work_, not play."
+
+"But, father," said Rollo, "you told me there was pleasure in work, the
+other day. But how can there be any pleasure in it, if you choose such
+things as have no amusement in them, at all?"
+
+"The pleasure of working," said his father, "is not the fun of doing
+amusing things, but the satisfaction and solid happiness of being faithful
+in duty, and accomplishing some useful purpose. For example, if I were to
+lose my pocket-book on the road, and should tell you to walk back a mile,
+and look carefully all the way until you found it, and if you did it
+faithfully and carefully, you would find a kind of satisfaction in doing
+it; and when you found the pocket-book, and brought it back to me, you
+would enjoy a high degree of happiness. Should not you?"
+
+"Why, yes, sir, I should," said Rollo.
+
+"And yet there would be no _amusement_ in it. You might, perhaps, the next
+day, go over the same road, catching butterflies: that would be amusement.
+Now, the pleasure you would enjoy in looking for the pocket-book, would be
+the solid satisfaction of useful work. The pleasure of catching
+butterflies would be the amusement of play. Now, the difficulty is, with
+you, that you have scarcely any idea, yet, of the first. You are all the
+time looking for the other, that is, the amusement. You begin to work when
+I give you any thing to do, but if you do not find _amusement_ in it, you
+soon give it up. But if you would only persevere, you would find, at
+length, a solid satisfaction, that would be worth a great deal more."
+
+Rollo sat still, and listened, but his father saw, from his looks, that he
+was not much interested in what he was saying; and he perceived that it
+was not at all probable that so small a boy could be _reasoned_ into
+liking work. In fact, it was rather hard for Rollo to understand all that
+his father said,--and still harder for him to feel the force of it. He
+began to grow sleepy, and so his father let him go to bed.
+
+
+
+
+Rollo Learns to Work at Last.
+
+
+The next day his father gave him his work. He was to begin at ten o'clock,
+and work till eleven, gathering beans in the garden. His father went out
+with him, and waited to see how long it took him to gather half a pint,
+and then calculated how many he could gather in an hour, if he was
+industrious. Rollo knew that if he failed now, he should be punished in
+some way, although his father did not say any thing about punishment. When
+he was set at work the day before, about the nails, he was making an
+experiment, as it were, and he did not expect to be actually punished if
+he failed; but now he knew that he was under orders, and must obey.
+
+So he worked very diligently, and when his father came out at the end of
+the hour, he found that Rollo had got rather more beans than he had
+expected. Rollo was much gratified to see his father pleased; and he
+carried in his large basket full of beans to show his mother, with great
+pleasure. Then he went to play, and enjoyed himself very highly.
+
+The next morning, his father said to him,
+
+"Well, Rollo, you did very well yesterday; but doing right once is a very
+different thing from forming a habit of doing right. I can hardly expect
+you will succeed as well to-day; or, if you should to-day, that you will
+to-morrow."
+
+Rollo thought he should. His work was to pick up all the loose stones in
+the road, and carry them, in a basket, to a great heap of stones behind
+the barn. But he was not quite faithful. His father observed him playing
+several times. He did not speak to him, however, until the hour was over,
+and then he called him in.
+
+"Rollo," said he, "you have failed to-day. You have not been very idle,
+but have not been industrious; and the punishment which I have concluded
+to try first, is, to give you only bread and water for dinner."
+
+So, when dinner time came, and the family sat down to the good beefsteak
+and apple-pie which was upon the table, Rollo knew that he was not to
+come. He felt very unhappy, but he did not cry. His father called him, and
+cut off a good slice of bread, and put into his hands, and told him he
+might go and eat it on the steps of the back door. "If you should be
+thirsty," he added, "you may ask Mary to give you some water."
+
+Rollo took the bread, and went out, and took his solitary seat on the
+stone step leading into the back yard, and, in spite of all his efforts to
+prevent it, the tears would come into his eyes. He thought of his guilt in
+disobeying his father, and he felt unhappy to think that his father and
+mother were seated together at their pleasant table, and that he could not
+come because he had been an undutiful son. He determined that he would
+never be unfaithful in his work again.
+
+He went on, after this, several days, very well. His father gave him
+various kinds of work to do, and he began at last to find a considerable
+degree of satisfaction in doing it. He found, particularly, that he
+enjoyed himself a great deal more after his work than before, and whenever
+he saw what he had done, it gave him pleasure. After he had picked up the
+loose stones before the house, for instance, he drove his hoop about
+there, with unusual satisfaction; enjoying the neat and tidy appearance of
+the road much more than he would have done if Jonas had cleared it. In
+fact, in the course of a month, Rollo became quite a faithful and
+efficient little workman.
+
+
+
+
+The Corporal's Again.
+
+
+"Now," said his father to him one day, after he had been doing a fine job
+of wood-piling,--"now we will go and talk with the corporal about a
+wheelbarrow. Or do you think you could find the way yourself?"
+
+Rollo said he thought he could.
+
+"Very well, you may go; I believe I shall let you have a wheelbarrow now,
+and you can ask him how soon he can have it done."
+
+Rollo clapped his hands, and capered about, and asked his father how long
+he thought it would be before he could have it.
+
+"O, you will learn," said he, "when you come to talk with the corporal."
+
+"Do you think it will be a week?"
+
+"I think it probable that he could make one in less than a week," said his
+father, smiling.
+
+"Well, how soon?" said Rollo.
+
+"O, I cannot tell you: wait till you get to his shop, and then you will
+see."
+
+Rollo saw that, for some reason or other, his father was not inclined to
+talk about the time when he should have his wheelbarrow, but he could not
+think why; however, he determined to get the corporal to make it as quick
+as he could, at any rate.
+
+It was about the middle of the afternoon that Rollo set off to go for his
+wheelbarrow. His mother told him he might go and get his cousin James to
+go with him if he chose. So he walked along towards the bridge, and,
+instead of turning at once off there to go towards the mill, he went on
+over the bridge towards the house where James lived. James came with him,
+and they walked back very pleasantly together.
+
+When they got back across the bridge again, they turned off towards the
+mill, talking about the wheelbarrow. Rollo told James about his learning
+to work, and about his having seen the wheelbarrow at the corporal's, and
+how he trundled it about, and liked it very much.
+
+"I should like to see it very much," said James. "I suppose I can, when we
+get to the corporal's shop."
+
+"No," said Rollo, "he said that that wheelbarrow was engaged; and I
+suppose it has been taken away before this time."
+
+Just then the corner of the corporal's shop began to corner into view, and
+presently the door came in sight, and James called out,
+
+"Yes, yes, there it is. I see it standing up by the side of the door."
+
+"No," said Rollo, "that is not it. That is a green one."
+
+"What color was the wheelbarrow that you saw?" asked James.
+
+"It was not any color; it was not painted," said Rollo. "I wonder whose
+that wheelbarrow can be?"
+
+The boys walked along, and presently came to the door of the shop. They
+opened the door, and went in. There was nobody there.
+
+Various articles were around the room. There was a bench at one side, near
+a window; and there were a great many tools upon it, and upon shelves over
+it. On another side of the shop was a lathe, a curious sort of a machine,
+that the corporal used a great deal, in some of his nicest work. Then
+there were a good many things there, which were sent in to be mended, such
+as chairs, a spinning-wheel, boys' sleds, and one or two large
+wheelbarrows.
+
+The boys walked around the room a few minutes, looking at the various
+things; and at last Rollo spied another little wheelbarrow, on a shelf. It
+was very much like the one at the door, only it was painted green.
+
+Rollo said that that one looked exactly like the one he trundled when he
+was there before, only it was green.
+
+"Perhaps he has painted it since," said James; "let us go to the door, and
+look at the other one, and see which is the biggest."
+
+So they went to the door, and found that the blue one was a little the
+biggest.
+
+Just then they saw the corporal coming across the road, with a hatchet in
+his hand. He had been to grind it at the mill, where there was a
+grindstone, that went round by water.
+
+"Ah, boys," said he, "how do you do? Have you come for your wheelbarrow,
+Rollo."
+
+"Yes, sir," said Rollo; "how soon can you get it done?"
+
+"Done? it is done now," said he; "there it is." And he took the blue
+wheelbarrow, which was at the door, and set it down in the path.
+
+"That is not mine," said Rollo, "is it?"
+
+"Yes," said the corporal; "your father spoke for it a week ago."
+
+Rollo took hold of his wheelbarrow, and began to wheel it along. He liked
+it very much.
+
+[Illustration: Rollo Took Hold of His Wheelbarrow.]
+
+James said he wished he could have one too, and while Rollo was talking
+with the corporal, he could not help looking at the green one on the
+shelf, which he thought was just about as big as he should like.
+
+The corporal asked him if he wanted to see that one, and he took it down
+for him. James took hold of the handles, and tried it a little, back and
+forth on the floor, and then he said it was just about big enough for him.
+
+"Who is this for?" said he to the corporal.
+
+"I do not know," said the corporal; "a gentleman bespoke it some time ago.
+I do not know what his name is."
+
+Just then he seemed to see somebody out of the window.
+
+"Ah! here he comes now!" he exclaimed suddenly.
+
+Just then the door opened, and whom should the boys see coming in, but
+their uncle George!
+
+"Why, James," said he, "have you got hold of your wheelbarrow already?"
+
+"_My_ wheelbarrow!" said James. "Is this mine?"
+
+"Yes," said his uncle, "I got it made to give to you. But when I found
+that Rollo was having one made, I waited for his to be done, so that you
+might have them both together. So trundle them home."
+
+So the boys set off on the run down the road, in fine style, with their
+wheelbarrows trundling beautifully before them.
+
+
+
+
+
+CAUSEY-BUILDING.
+
+
+
+
+Sand-Men.
+
+
+Next to little wooden blocks, I think that good, clean sand is an
+excellent thing for children to play with. When it is a little damp, it
+will remain in any shape you put it in, and you can build houses and
+cities, and make roads and canals in it. At any rate, Rollo and his cousin
+James used to be very fond of going down to a certain place in the brook,
+where there was plenty of sand, and playing in it. It was of a gray color,
+and somewhat mixed with pebble-stones; but then they used to like the
+pebble-stones very much to make walls with, and to stone up the little
+wells which they made in the sand.
+
+One Wednesday afternoon, they were there playing very pleasantly with the
+sand. They had been building a famous city, and, after amusing themselves
+with it some time, they had knocked down the houses, and trampled the sand
+all about again. James then said he meant to go to the barn and get his
+horse-cart, and haul a load of sand to market.
+
+Now there was a place around behind a large rock near there, which the
+boys called their barn; and Rollo and James went to it, and pulled out
+their two little wheelbarrows, which they called their horse-carts. They
+wheeled them down to the edge of the water, and began to take up the sand
+by double handfuls, and put it in.
+
+When they had got their carts loaded, they began to wheel them around to
+the trees, and stones, and bushes, saying,
+
+"Who'll buy my sand?"
+
+"Who'll buy my white sand?"
+
+"Who'll buy my gray sand?"
+
+"Who'll buy my black sand?"
+
+But they did not seem to find any purchaser; and at last Rollo said,
+suddenly,
+
+"O, I know who will buy our sand."
+
+"Who?" said James.
+
+"Mother."
+
+"So she will," said James. "We will wheel it up to the house."
+
+So they set off, and began wheeling their loads of sand up the pathway
+among the trees. They went on a little way, and presently stopped, and sat
+down on a bank to rest. Here they found a number of flowers, which they
+gathered and stuck up in the sand, so that their loads soon made a very
+gay appearance.
+
+Just as they were going to set out again, Rollo said,
+
+"But, James, how are we going to get through the quagmire?"
+
+"O," said James, "we can step along on the bank by the side of the path."
+
+"No," said Rollo; "for we cannot get our wheelbarrows along there."
+
+"Why, yes,--we got them along there when we came down."
+
+"But they were empty and light then; now they are loaded and heavy."
+
+"So they are; but I think we can get along; it is not very muddy there
+now."
+
+The place which the boys called the quagmire, was a low place in the
+pathway, where it was almost always muddy. This pathway was made by the
+cows, going up and down to drink; and it was a good, dry, and hard path in
+all places but one. This, in the spring of the year, was very wet and
+miry; and, during the whole summer, it was seldom perfectly dry. The boys
+called it the quagmire, and they used to get by on one side, in among the
+bushes.
+
+They found that it was not very muddy at this time, and they contrived to
+get through with their loads of sand, and soon got to the house. They
+trundled their wheelbarrows up to the door leading out to the garden; and
+Rollo knocked at the door.
+
+Now Rollo's mother happened, at this time, to be sitting at the
+back-parlor window, and she heard their voices as they came along the
+yard. So, supposing the knocking was some of their play, she just looked
+out of the window, and called out,
+
+"Who's there?"
+
+"Some sand-men," Rollo answered, "who have got some sand to sell."
+
+His mother looked out of the window, and had quite a talk with them about
+their sand; she asked them where it came from, what color it was, and
+whether it was free from pebble-stones. The boys had to admit that there
+were a good many pebble-stones in it, and that pebble-stones were not very
+good to scour floors with.
+
+
+
+
+The Gray Garden.
+
+
+At last, Rollo's mother recommended that they should carry the sand out to
+a corner of the yard, where the chips used to be, and spread it out there,
+and stick their flowers up in it for a garden.
+
+The boys liked this plan very much. "We can make walks and beds,
+beautifully, in the sand," said Rollo. "But, mother, do you think the
+flowers will grow?"
+
+"No," said his mother, "flowers will not grow in sand; but, as it is
+rather a shady place, and you can water them occasionally, they will keep
+green and bright a good many days, and then, you know, you can get some
+more."
+
+So the boys wheeled the sand out to the corner of the yard, took the
+flowers out carefully, and then tipped the sand down and spread it out.
+They tried to make walks and beds, but they found they had not got as much
+sand as they wanted. So they concluded to go back and get some more.
+
+In fact, they found that, by getting a great many wheelbarrow loads of
+sand, they could cover over the whole corner, and make a noble large place
+for a sand-garden. And then, besides, as James said, when they were tired
+of it for a garden, they could build cities there, instead of having to go
+away down to the brook.
+
+So they went on wheeling their loads of sand, for an hour or two. James
+had not learned to work as well as Rollo had, and he was constantly
+wanting to stop, and run into the woods, or play in the water; but Rollo
+told him it would be better to get all the sand up, first. They at last
+got quite a great heap, and then went and got a rake and hoe to level it
+down smooth.
+
+Thus the afternoon passed away; and at last Mary told the boys that they
+must come and get ready for tea, for she was going to carry it in soon.
+
+
+
+
+A Contract.
+
+
+So Rollo and James brushed the loose sand from their clothes, and washed
+their faces and hands, and went in. As tea was not quite ready, they sat
+down on the front-door steps before Rollo's father, who was then sitting
+in his arm-chair in the entry, reading.
+
+He shut up the book, and began to talk with the boys.
+
+"Well, boys," said he, "what have you been doing all this afternoon?"
+
+"O," said Rollo, "we have been hard at work."
+
+"And what have you been doing?"
+
+Rollo explained to his father that they had been making a sand-garden out
+in a corner of the yard, and they both asked him to go with them and see
+it.
+
+They all three accordingly went out behind the house, the children running
+on before.
+
+"But, boys," said Rollo's father, as they went on, "how came your feet so
+muddy?"
+
+"O," said James, "they got muddy in the quagmire."
+
+The boys explained how they could not go around the quagmire with their
+loaded wheelbarrows, and so had to pick their way through it the best way
+they could; and thus they got their shoes muddy a little; but they said
+they were as careful as they could be.
+
+When they came to the sand-garden, Rollo's father smiled to see the beds
+and walks, and the rows of flowers stuck up in the sand. It made quite a
+gay appearance. After looking at it some time, they went slowly back
+again, and as they were walking across the yard,
+
+"Father," said Rollo, "do you not think that is a pretty good garden?"
+
+"Why, yes," said his father, "pretty good."
+
+"Don't you think we have worked pretty well?"
+
+"Why, I think I should call that play, not work."
+
+"Not work!" said Rollo. "Is it not work to wheel up such heavy loads of
+sand? You don't know how heavy they were."
+
+"I dare say it was hard; but boys _play_ hard, sometimes, as well as work
+hard."
+
+"But I should think ours, this afternoon, was work," said Rollo.
+
+"Work," replied his father, "is when you are engaged in doing any thing in
+order to produce some useful result. When you are doing any thing only for
+the amusement of it, without any useful result, it is play. Still, in one
+sense, your wheeling the sand was work. But it was not very useful work;
+you will admit that."
+
+"Yes, sir," said Rollo.
+
+"Well, boys, how should you like to do some useful work for me, with your
+wheelbarrows? I will hire you."
+
+"O, we should like that very much," said James. "How much should you pay
+us?"
+
+"That would depend upon how much work you do. I should pay you what the
+work was fairly worth; as much as I should have to pay a man, if I were to
+hire a man to do it."
+
+"What should you give us to do?" said Rollo.
+
+"I don't know. I should think of some job. How should you like to fill up
+the quagmire?"
+
+"Fill up the quagmire!" said Rollo. "How could we do that?"
+
+"You might fill it up with stones. There are a great many small stones
+lying around there, which you might pick up and put into your
+wheelbarrows, and wheel them along, and tip them over into the quagmire;
+and when you have filled the path all up with stones, cover them over with
+gravel, and it will make a good causey."
+
+"Causey?" said Rollo.
+
+"Yes, causey," said his father; "such a hard, dry road, built along a
+muddy place, is called a causey."
+
+They had got to the tea-table by this time; and while at tea, Rollo's
+father explained the plan to them more fully. He said he would pay them a
+cent for every two loads of stones or gravel which they should wheel in to
+make the causey.
+
+They were going to ask some more questions about it, but he told them he
+could not talk any more about it then, but that they might go and ask
+Jonas how they should do it, after tea.
+
+
+
+
+Instructions.
+
+
+They went out into the kitchen, after tea, to find Jonas; but he was not
+there. They then went out into the yard; and presently James saw him over
+beyond the fence, walking along the lane. Rollo called out,
+
+"Jonas! Jonas! where are you going?"
+
+"I am going after the cows."
+
+"We want you!" said Rollo, calling out loud.
+
+"What for?" said Jonas.
+
+"We want to talk with you about something."
+
+Just then, Rollo's mother, hearing this hallooing, looked out of the
+window, and told the boys they must not make so much noise.
+
+"Why, we want Jonas," said Rollo; "and he has gone to get the cows."
+
+"Well, you may go with him," said she, "if you wish; and you can talk on
+the way."
+
+So the boys took their hats and ran, and soon came to where Jonas was: for
+he had been standing still, waiting for them.
+
+They walked along together, and the boys told Jonas what their father had
+said. Jonas said he should be very glad to have the quagmire filled up,
+but he was afraid it would not do any good for him to give them any
+directions.
+
+"Why?" said James.
+
+"Because," said Jonas, "little boys will never follow any directions. They
+always want to do the work their own way."
+
+"O, but we _will_ obey the directions," said Rollo.
+
+"Do you remember about the wood-pile?" said Jonas.
+
+Rollo hung his head, and looked a little ashamed.
+
+"What was it about the wood-pile?" said James.
+
+"Why, I told Rollo," said Jonas, "that he ought to pile wood with the big
+ends in front, but he did not mind it; he thought it was better to have
+the big ends back, out of sight; and that made the pile lean forward; and
+presently it all fell over upon him."
+
+"Did it?" said James. "Did it hurt you much, Rollo?"
+
+"No, not much. But we will follow the directions now, Jonas, if you will
+tell us what to do."
+
+"Very well," said Jonas, "I will try you.
+
+"In the first place, you must get a few old pieces of board, and lay them
+along the quagmire to step upon, so as not to get your feet muddy. Then
+you must go and get a load of stones, in each wheelbarrow, and wheel them
+along. You must not tip them down at the beginning of the muddy place, for
+then they will be in your way when you come with the next load.
+
+"You must go on with them, one of you right behind the other, both
+stepping carefully on the boards, till you get to the farther end, and
+there tip them over both together. Then you must turn round yourselves,
+but not turn your wheelbarrows round. You must face the other way, and
+_draw_ your wheelbarrows out."
+
+"Why?" said James.
+
+"Because," said Jonas, "it would be difficult to turn your wheelbarrows
+round there among the mud and stones, but you can draw them out very
+easily.
+
+"Then, besides, you must not attempt to go by one another. You must both
+stop at the same time, but as near one another as you can, and go out just
+as you came in; that is, if Rollo came in first, and James after him,
+James must come up as near to Rollo as he can, and then, when the loads
+are tipped over, and you both turn round, James will be before Rollo, and
+will draw his wheelbarrow out first. Do you understand?"
+
+"Yes," said James.
+
+"Must we always go in together?" asked Rollo.
+
+"Yes, that is better."
+
+"Why?"
+
+"Because, if you go in at different times, you will be in one another's
+way. One will be going out when the other is coming in, and so you will
+interfere with one another. Then, besides, if you fill the wheelbarrows
+together, and wheel together, you will always be in company,--which is
+pleasanter."
+
+"Well, we will," said Rollo.
+
+"After you have wheeled one load apiece in, you must go and get another,
+and wheel that in as far as you can. Tip them over on the top of the
+others, if you can, or as near as you can. Each time you will not go in
+quite so far as before, so that at last you will have covered the quagmire
+all over with stones once."
+
+"And then must we put on the gravel?"
+
+"O no. That will not be stones enough. They would sink down into the mud,
+and the water would come up over them. So you must wheel on more."
+
+"But how can we?" said James. "We cannot wheel on the top of all those
+stones."
+
+"No," said Jonas; "so you must go up to the house and get a pretty long,
+narrow board, as long as you and Rollo can carry, and bring it down and
+lay it along on the top of the stones. Perhaps you will have to move the
+stones a little, so as to make it steady; and then you can wheel on that.
+If one board is not long enough, you must go and get two. And you must put
+them down on one side of the path, so that the stones will go into the
+middle of the path and upon the other side, so as not to cover up the
+board.
+
+"Then, when you have put loads of stones all along in this way, you must
+shift your boards over to the other side of the path, and then wheel on
+them again; and that will fill up the side where the boards lay at first.
+And so, after a while, you will get the whole pathway filled up with
+stones, as high as you please. I should think you had better fill it up
+nearly level with the bank on each side."
+
+By this time the boys came to the bars that led into the pasture, and they
+went in and began to look about for the cows. Jonas did not see them any
+where near, and so he told the boys that they might stay there and pick
+some blackberries, while he went on and found them. He said he thought
+that they must be out by the boiling spring.
+
+This boiling spring, as they called it, was a beautiful spring, from which
+fine cool water was always boiling up out of the sand. It was in a narrow
+glen, shaded by trees, and the water running down into a little sort of
+meadow, kept the grass green there, even in very dry times; so that the
+cows were very fond of this spot.
+
+James and Rollo remained, according to Jonas's proposal, near the bars,
+while he went along the path towards the spring. Rollo and James had a
+fine time gathering blackberries, until, at last, they saw the cows
+coming, lowing along the path. Presently they saw Jonas's head among the
+bushes.
+
+[Illustration: The Cows.]
+
+When he came up to the boys, he told them it was lucky that they did not
+go with him.
+
+"Why?" said Rollo.
+
+"I came upon an enormous hornet's nest, and you would very probably have
+got stung."
+
+"Where was it?" said James.
+
+"O, it was right over the path, just before you get to the spring."
+
+The boys said they were very sorry to hear that, for now they could not go
+to the spring any more; but Jonas said he meant to destroy the nest.
+
+"How shall you destroy it?" said Rollo.
+
+"I shall burn it up."
+
+"But how can you?" said Rollo.
+
+Jonas then explained to them how he was going to burn the hornet's nest.
+He said he should take a long pole with two prongs at one end like a
+pitchfork, and with that fork up a bunch of hay. Then he should set the
+top of the hay on fire, and stand it up directly under the nest.
+
+The boys continued talking about the hornet's nest all the way home, and
+forgot to say any thing more about the causey until just as they were
+going into the yard. Then they told Jonas that he had not told them how to
+put on the gravel, on the top.
+
+He said he could not tell them then, and, besides, they would have as much
+as they could do to put in stones for one day.
+
+Besides, James said it was sundown, and time for him to go home; but he
+promised to come the next morning, if his mother would let him, as soon as
+he had finished his lessons.
+
+
+
+
+Keeping Tally.
+
+
+Rollo and James began their work the next day about the middle of the
+forenoon, determined to obey Jonas's directions exactly, and to work
+industriously for an hour. They put a number of small pieces of board upon
+their wheelbarrows, to put along the pathway at first, and just as they
+had got them placed, Jonas came down just to see whether they were
+beginning right.
+
+He saw them wheel in one or two loads of stones, and told them he thought
+they were doing very well.
+
+"We have earned one cent already," said Rollo.
+
+"How," said Jonas; "is your father going to pay you for your work?"
+
+"Yes," said Rollo, "a cent for every two loads we put in."
+
+"Then you must keep tally," said Jonas.
+
+"_Tally_," said Rollo, "what is tally?"
+
+"Tally is the reckoning. How are you going to remember how many loads you
+wheel in?"
+
+"O, we can remember easily enough," said Rollo: "we will count them as we
+go along."
+
+"That will never do," said Jonas. "You must mark them down with a piece of
+chalk on your wheelbarrow."
+
+So saying, Jonas fumbled in his pockets, and drew out a small, well-worn
+piece of chalk, and then tipped up Rollo's wheelbarrow, saying,
+
+"How many loads do you say you have carried already?"
+
+"Two," said Rollo.
+
+"Two," repeated Jonas; and he made two white marks with his chalk on the
+side of the wheelbarrow.
+
+"There!" said he.
+
+"Mark mine," said James; "I have wheeled two loads."
+
+Jonas marked them, and then laid the chalk down upon a flat stone by the
+side of the path, and told the boys that they must stop after every load,
+and make a mark, and that would keep the reckoning exact.
+
+Jonas then left them, and the boys went on with their work. They wheeled
+ten loads of stones apiece, and by that time had the bottom of the path
+all covered, so that they could not wheel any more, without the long
+boards. They went up and got the boards, and laid them down as Jonas had
+described, and then went on with their wheeling.
+
+At first, James kept constantly stopping, either to play, or to hear Rollo
+talk; for they kept the wheelbarrows together all the time, as Jonas had
+recommended. At such times, Rollo would remind him of his work, for he had
+himself learned to work steadily. They were getting on very finely, when,
+at length, they heard a bell ringing at the house.
+
+This bell was to call them home; for as Rollo and Jonas were often away at
+a little distance from the house, too far to be called very easily, there
+was a bell to ring to call them home; and Mary, the girl, had two ways of
+ringing it--one way for Jonas, and another for Rollo.
+
+The bell was rung now for Rollo; and so he and James walked along towards
+home. When they had got about half way, they saw Rollo's father standing
+at the door, with a basket in his hand; and he called out to them to bring
+their wheelbarrows.
+
+So the boys went back for their wheelbarrows.
+
+When they came up a second time with their wheelbarrows before them, he
+asked how they had got along with their work.
+
+"O, famously," said Rollo. "There is the tally," said he, turning up the
+side of the wheelbarrow towards his father, so that he could see all the
+marks.
+
+"Why, have you wheeled as many loads as that?" said his father.
+
+"Yes, sir," said Rollo, "and James just as many too."
+
+"And were they all good loads?"
+
+"Yes, all good, full loads."
+
+"Well, you have done very well. Count them, and see how many there are."
+
+The boys counted them, and found there were fifteen.
+
+"That is enough to come to seven cents, and one load over," said Rollo's
+father; and he took out his purse, and gave the boys seven cents each,
+that is, a six-cent piece in silver, and one cent besides. He told them
+they might keep the money until they had finished their work, and then he
+would tell them about purchasing something with it.
+
+"Now," said he, "you can rub out the tally--all but one mark. I have paid
+you for fourteen loads, and you have wheeled in fifteen; so you have one
+mark to go to the new tally. You can go round to the shed, and find a wet
+cloth, and wipe out your marks clean, and then make one again, and leave
+it there for to-morrow."
+
+"But we are going right back now," said Rollo.
+
+"No," said his father; "I don't want you to do any more to-day."
+
+"Why not, father? We want to, very much."
+
+"I cannot tell you why, now; but I choose you should not. And, now, here
+is a luncheon for you in this basket. You may go and eat it where you
+please."
+
+
+
+
+Rights Defined.
+
+
+So the boys took the basket, and, after they had rubbed out the tally,
+they went and sat down by their sand-garden, and began to eat the bread
+and cheese very happily together.
+
+After they had finished their luncheon, they went and got a watering-pot,
+and began to water their sand-garden, and, while doing it, began to talk
+about what they should buy with their money. They talked of several things
+that they should like, and, at last, Rollo said he meant to buy a bow and
+arrow with his.
+
+"A bow and arrow?" said James. "I do not believe your father will let
+you."
+
+"Yes, he will let me," said Rollo. "Besides, it is _our_ money, and we can
+do what we have a mind to with it."
+
+"I don't believe that," said James.
+
+"Why, yes, we can," said Rollo.
+
+"I don't believe we can," said James.
+
+"Well, I mean to go and ask my father," said Rollo, "this minute."
+
+So he laid down the watering-pot, and ran in, and James after him. When
+they got into the room where his father was, they came and stood by his
+side a minute, waiting for him to be ready to speak to them.
+
+Presently, his father laid down his pen, and said,
+
+"What, my boys!"
+
+"Is not this money our own?" said Rollo.
+
+"Yes."
+
+"And can we not buy what we have a mind to with it?"
+
+"That depends upon what you have a mind to buy."
+
+"But, father, I should think that, if it was our own, we might do _any
+thing_ with it we please."
+
+"No," said his father, "that does not follow, at all."
+
+"Why, father," said Rollo, looking disappointed, "I thought every body
+could do what they pleased with their own things."
+
+"Whose hat is that you have on? Is it James's?"
+
+"No, sir, it is mine."
+
+"Are you sure it is your own?"
+
+"Why, yes, sir," said Rollo, taking off his hat and looking at it, and
+wondering what his father could mean.
+
+"Well, do you suppose you have a right to go and sell it?"
+
+"No, sir," said Rollo.
+
+"Or go and burn it up?"
+
+"No, sir."
+
+"Or give it away?"
+
+"No, sir."
+
+"Then it seems that people cannot always do what they please with their
+own things."
+
+"Why, father, it seems to me, that is a very different thing."
+
+"I dare say it seems so to you; but it is not--it is just the same thing.
+No person can do _anything they please_ with their property. There are
+limits and restrictions in all cases. And in all cases where children have
+property, whether it is money, hats, toys, or any thing, they are always
+limited and restricted to such a use of them _as their parents approve_.
+So, when I give you money, it becomes yours just as your clothes, or your
+wheelbarrow, or your books, are yours. They are all yours to use and to
+enjoy; but in the way of using them and enjoying them, you must be under
+my direction. Do you understand that?"
+
+"Why, yes, sir," said Rollo.
+
+"And does it not appear reasonable?"
+
+"Yes, sir, I don't know but it is reasonable. But _men_ can do anything
+they please with their money, can they not?"
+
+"No," said his father; "they are under various restrictions made by the
+laws of the land. But I cannot talk any more about it now. When you have
+finished your work, I will talk with you about expending your money."
+
+The boys went on with their work the next day, and built the causey up
+high enough with stones. They then levelled them off, and began to wheel
+on the gravel. Jonas made each of them a little shovel out of a shingle;
+and, as the gravel was lying loose under a high bank, they could shovel it
+up easily, and fill their wheelbarrows. The third day they covered the
+stones entirely with gravel, and smoothed it all over with a rake and hoe,
+and, after it had become well trodden, it made a beautiful, hard causey;
+so that now there was a firm and dry road all the way from the house to
+the watering-place at the brook.
+
+
+
+
+Calculation.
+
+
+On counting up the loads which it had taken to do this work, Rollo's
+father found that he owed Rollo twenty-three cents, and James twenty-one.
+The reason why Rollo had earned the most was because, at one time, James
+said he was tired, and must rest, and, while he was resting, Rollo went on
+wheeling.
+
+James seemed rather sorry that he had not got as many cents as Rollo.
+
+"I wish I had not stopped to rest," said he.
+
+"I wish so too," said Rollo; "but I will give you two of my cents, and
+then I shall have only twenty-one, like you."
+
+"Shall we be alike then?"
+
+"Yes," said Rollo; "for, you see, two cents taken away from twenty-three,
+leaves twenty-one, which is just as many as you have."
+
+"Yes, but then I shall have more. If you give me two, _I_ shall have
+twenty-three."
+
+"So you will," said Rollo; "I did not think of that."
+
+The boys paused at this unexpected difficulty; at last, Rollo said he
+might give his two cents back to his father, and then they should have
+both alike.
+
+Just then the boys heard some one calling,
+
+"Rollo!"
+
+Rollo looked up, and saw his mother at the chamber window. She was sitting
+there at work, and had heard their conversation.
+
+"What, mother?" said Rollo.
+
+"You might give him _one_ of yours, and then you will both have
+twenty-two."
+
+They thought that this would be a fine plan, and wondered why they had not
+thought of it before. A few days afterwards, they decided to buy two
+little shovels with their money, one for each, so that they might shovel
+sand and gravel easier than with the wooden shovels that Jonas made.
+
+
+
+
+
+ROLLO'S GARDEN.
+
+
+
+
+Farmer Cropwell.
+
+
+One warm morning, early in the spring, just after the snow was melted off
+from the ground, Rollo and his father went to take a walk. The ground by
+the side of the road was dry and settled, and they walked along very
+pleasantly; and at length they came to a fine-looking farm. The house was
+not very large, but there were great sheds and barns, and spacious yards,
+and high wood-piles, and flocks of geese, and hens and turkeys, and cattle
+and sheep, sunning themselves around the barns.
+
+Rollo and his father walked into the yard, and went up to the end door, a
+large pig running away with a grunt when they came up. The door was open,
+and Rollo's father knocked at it with the head of his cane. A
+pleasant-looking young woman came to the door.
+
+"Is Farmer Cropwell at home?" said Rollo's father.
+
+"Yes, sir," said she, "he is out in the long barn, I believe."
+
+"Shall I go there and look for him?" said he.
+
+"If you please, sir."
+
+So Rollo's father walked along to the barn.
+
+It was a long barn indeed. Rollo thought he had never seen so large a
+building. On each side was a long range of stalls for cattle, facing
+towards the middle, and great scaffolds overhead, partly filled with hay
+and with bundles of straw. They walked down the barn floor, and in one
+place Rollo passed a large bull chained by the nose in one of the stalls.
+The bull uttered a sort of low growl or roar, as Rollo and his father
+passed, which made him a little afraid; but his attention was soon
+attracted to some hens, a little farther along, which were standing on the
+edge of the scaffolding over his head, and cackling with noise enough to
+fill the whole barn.
+
+[Illustration: The Bull Chained by the Nose.]
+
+When they got to the other end of the barn, they found a door leading out
+into a shed; and there was Farmer Cropwell, with one of his men and a
+pretty large boy, getting out some ploughs.
+
+"Good morning, Mr. Cropwell," said Rollo's father; "what! are you going to
+ploughing?"
+
+"Why, it is about time to overhaul the ploughs, and see that they are in
+order. I think we shall have an early season."
+
+"Yes, I find my garden is getting settled, and I came to talk with you a
+little about some garden seeds."
+
+The truth was, that Rollo's father was accustomed to come every spring,
+and purchase his garden seeds at this farm; and so, after a few minutes,
+they went into the house, taking Rollo with them, to get the seeds that
+were wanted, out of the seed-room.
+
+What they called the seed-room was a large closet in the house, with
+shelves all around it; and Rollo waited there a little while, until the
+seeds were selected, put up in papers, and given to his father.
+
+When this was all done, and they were just coming out, the farmer said,
+"Well, my little boy, you have been very still and patient. Should not you
+like some seeds too? Have you got any garden?"
+
+"No, sir," said Rollo; "but perhaps my father will give me some ground for
+one."
+
+"Well, I will give you a few seeds, at any rate." So he opened a little
+drawer, and took out some seeds, and put them in a piece of paper, and
+wrote something on the outside. Then he did so again and again, until he
+had four little papers, which he handed to Rollo, and told him to plant
+them in his garden.
+
+Rollo thanked him, and took his seeds, and they returned home.
+
+
+
+
+Work and Play.
+
+
+On the way, Rollo thought it would be an excellent plan for him to have a
+garden, and he told his father so.
+
+"I think it would be an excellent plan myself," said his father. "But do
+you intend to make work or play of it?"
+
+"Why, I must make work of it, must not I, if I have a real garden?"
+
+"No," said his father; "you may make play of it if you choose."
+
+"How?" said Rollo.
+
+"Why, you can take a hoe, and hoe about in the ground as long as it amuses
+you to hoe; and then you can plant your seeds, and water and weed them
+just as long as you find any amusement in it. Then, if you have any thing
+else to play with, you can neglect your garden a long time, and let the
+weeds grow, and not come and pull them up until you get tired of other
+play, and happen to feel like working in your garden."
+
+"I should not think that that would be a very good plan," said Rollo.
+
+"Why, yes," replied his father; "I do not know but that it is a good plan
+enough,--that is, for _play_. It is right for you to play sometimes; and I
+do not know why you might not play with a piece of ground, and seeds, as
+well as with any thing else."
+
+"Well, father, how should I manage my garden if I was going to make _work_
+of it?"
+
+"O, then you would not do it for amusement, but for the useful results.
+You would consider what you could raise to best advantage, and then lay
+out your garden; not as you might happen to _fancy_ doing it, but so as to
+get the most produce from it. When you come to dig it over, you would not
+consider how long you could find amusement in digging, but how much
+digging is necessary to make the ground productive; and so in all your
+operations."
+
+"Well, father, which do you think would be the best plan for me?"
+
+"Why, I hardly know. By making play of it, you will have the greatest
+pleasure as you go along. But, in the other plan, you will have some good
+crops of vegetables, fruits, and flowers."
+
+"And shouldn't I have any crops if I made play of my garden?"
+
+"Yes; I think you might, perhaps, have some flowers, and, perhaps, some
+beans and peas."
+
+Rollo hesitated for some time which plan he should adopt. He had worked
+enough to know that it was often very tiresome to keep on with his work
+when he wanted to go and play; but then he knew that after it was over,
+there was great satisfaction in thinking of useful employment, and in
+seeing what had been done.
+
+That afternoon he went out into the garden to consider what he should do,
+and he found his father there, staking out some ground.
+
+"Father," said he, "whereabouts should you give me the ground for my
+garden?"
+
+"Why, that depends," said his father, "on the plan you determine upon. If
+you are going to make play of it, I must give you ground in a back corner,
+where the irregularity, and the weeds, will be out of sight. But if you
+conclude to have a real garden, and to work industriously a little while
+every day upon it, I should give it to you there, just beyond the
+pear-tree."
+
+Rollo looked at the two places, but he could not make up his mind. That
+evening he asked Jonas about it, and Jonas advised him to ask his father
+to let him have both. "Then," said he, "you can work on your real garden
+as long as there is any necessary work to be done, and then you could go
+and play about the other with James or Lucy, when they are here."
+
+Rollo went off immediately, and asked his father. His father said there
+would be some difficulties about that; but he would think of it, and see
+if there was any way to avoid them.
+
+The next morning, when he came in to breakfast, he had a paper in his
+hand, and he told Rollo he had concluded to let him have the two gardens,
+on certain conditions, which he had written down. He opened the paper, and
+read as follows:--
+
+                  -------------------------------------
+
+"_Conditions on which I let Rollo have two pieces of land to cultivate_;
+the one to be called his _working-garden_, and the other his
+_playing-garden_.
+
+"1. In cultivating his working-garden, he is to take Jonas's advice, and
+to follow it faithfully in every respect.
+
+"2. He is not to go and work upon his playing-garden, at any time, when
+there is any work that ought to be done on his working-garden.
+
+"3. If he lets his working-garden get out of order, and I give him notice
+of it; then, if it is not put perfectly in order again within three days
+after receiving the notice, he is to forfeit the garden, and all that is
+growing upon it.
+
+"4. Whatever he raises, he may sell to me, at fair prices, at the end of
+the season."
+
+
+
+
+Planting.
+
+
+Rollo accepted the conditions, and asked his father to stake out the two
+pieces of ground for him, as soon as he could; and his father did so that
+day. The piece for the working-garden was much the largest. There was a
+row of currant-bushes near it, and his father said he might consider all
+those opposite his piece of ground as included in it, and belonging to
+him.
+
+So Rollo asked Jonas what he had better do first, and Jonas told him that
+the first thing was to dig his ground all over, pretty deep; and, as it
+was difficult to begin it, Jonas said he would begin it for him. So Jonas
+began, and dug along one side, and instructed Rollo how to throw up the
+spadefuls of earth out of the way, so that the next spadeful would come up
+easier.
+
+Jonas, in this way, made a kind of a trench all along the side of Rollo's
+ground; and he told Rollo to be careful to throw every spadeful well
+forward, so as to keep the trench open and free, and then it would be easy
+for him to dig.
+
+Jonas then left him, and told him that there was work enough for him for
+three or four days, to dig up his ground well.
+
+Rollo went to work, very patiently, for the first day, and persevered an
+hour in digging up his ground. Then he left his work for that day; and the
+next morning, when the regular hour which he had allotted to work arrived,
+he found he had not much inclination to return to it. He accordingly asked
+his father whether it would not be a good plan to plant what he had
+already dug, before he dug any more.
+
+"What is Jonas's advice?" said his father.
+
+"Why, he told me I had better dig it all up first; but I thought that, if
+I planted part first, those things would be growing while I am digging up
+the rest of the ground."
+
+"But you must do, you know, as Jonas advises; that is the condition. Next
+year, perhaps, you will be old enough to act according to your own
+judgment; but this year you must follow guidance."
+
+Rollo recollected the condition, and he had nothing to say against it; but
+he looked dissatisfied.
+
+"Don't you think that is reasonable, Rollo?" said his father.
+
+"Why; I don't know," said Rollo.
+
+"This very case shows that it is reasonable. Here you want to plant a part
+before you have got the ground prepared. The real reason is because you
+are tired of digging; not because you are really of opinion that that
+would be a better plan. You have not the means of judging whether it is,
+or is not, now, time to begin to put in seeds."
+
+Rollo could not help seeing that that was his real motive; and he promised
+his father that he would go on, though it was tiresome. It was not the
+hard labor of the digging that fatigued him, for, by following Jonas's
+directions, he found it easy work; but it was the sameness of it. He
+longed for something new.
+
+He persevered, however, and it was a valuable lesson to him; for when he
+had got it all done, he was so satisfied with thinking that it was fairly
+completed, and in thinking that now it was all ready together, and that he
+could form a plan for the whole at once, that he determined that forever
+after, when he had any unpleasant piece of work to do, he would go on
+patiently through it, even if it was tiresome.
+
+With Jonas's help, Rollo planned his garden beautifully. He put double
+rows of peas and beans all around, so that when they should grow up, they
+would enclose his garden like a fence or hedge, and make it look snug and
+pleasant within. Then, he had a row of corn, for he thought he should like
+some green corn himself to roast. Then, he had one bed of beets and some
+hills of muskmelons, and in one corner he planted some flower seeds, so
+that he could have some flowers to put into his mother's glasses, for the
+mantel-piece.
+
+Rollo took great interest in laying out and planting his ground, and in
+watching the garden when the seeds first came up; for all this was easy
+and pleasant work. In the intervals, he used to play on his
+pleasure-ground, planting and digging, and setting out, just as he
+pleased.
+
+Sometimes he, and James, and Lucy, would go out in the woods with his
+little wheelbarrow, and dig up roots of flowers and little trees there,
+and bring them in, and set them out here and there. But he did not proceed
+regularly with this ground. He did not dig it all up first, and then form
+a regular plan for the whole; and the consequence was, that it soon became
+very irregular. He would want to make a path one day where he had set out
+a little tree, perhaps, a few days before; and it often happened that,
+when he was making a little trench to sow one kind of seeds, out came a
+whole parcel of others that he had put in before, and forgotten.
+
+Then, when the seeds came up in his playing-garden, they came up here and
+there, irregularly; but, in his working-garden, all looked orderly and
+beautiful.
+
+One evening, just before sundown, Rollo brought out his father and mother
+to look at his two gardens. The difference between them was very great;
+and Rollo, as he ran along before his father, said that he thought the
+working plan of making a garden was a great deal better than the playing
+plan.
+
+"That depends upon what your object is."
+
+"How so?" said Rollo.
+
+"Why, which do you think you have had the most amusement from, thus far?"
+
+"Why, I have had most amusement, I suppose, in the little garden in the
+corner."
+
+"Yes," said his father, "undoubtedly. But the other appears altogether the
+best now, and will produce altogether more in the end. So, if your object
+is useful results, you must manage systematically, regularly, and
+patiently; but if you only want amusement as you go along, you had better
+do every day just as you happen to feel inclined."
+
+"Well, father, which do you think is best for a boy?"
+
+"For quite small boys, a garden for play is best. They have not patience
+or industry enough for any other."
+
+"Do you think I have patience or industry enough?"
+
+"You have done very well, so far; but the trying time is to come."
+
+"Why, father?"
+
+"Because the novelty of the beginning is over, and now you will have a
+good deal of hoeing and weeding to do for a month to come. I am not sure
+but that you will forfeit your land yet."
+
+"But you are to give me three days' notice, you know."
+
+"That is true; but we shall see."
+
+
+
+
+The Trying Time.
+
+
+The trying time did come, true enough; for, in June and July, Rollo found
+it hard to take proper care of his garden. If he had worked resolutely an
+hour, once or twice a week, it would have been enough; but he became
+interested in other plays, and, when Jonas reminded him that the weeds
+were growing, he would go in and hoe a few minutes, and then go away to
+play.
+
+At last, one day his father gave him notice that his garden was getting
+out of order, and, unless it was entirely restored in three days, it must
+be forfeited.
+
+Rollo was not much alarmed, for he thought he should have ample time to do
+it before the three days should have expired.
+
+It was just at night that Rollo received his notice. He worked a little
+the next morning; but his heart was not in it much, and he left it before
+he had made much progress. The weeds were well rooted and strong, and he
+found it much harder to get them up than he expected. The next day, he did
+a little more, and, near the latter part of the afternoon, Jonas saw him
+running about after butterflies in the yard, and asked him if he had got
+his work all done.
+
+"No," said he; "but I think I have got more than half done, and I can
+finish it very early to-morrow."
+
+"To-morrow!" said Jonas. "To-morrow is Sunday, and you cannot work then."
+
+"Is it?" said Rollo, with much surprise and alarm; "I didn't know that.
+What shall I do? Do you suppose my father will count Sunday?"
+
+"Yes," said Jonas, "I presume he will. He said, three _days_, without
+mentioning any thing about Sunday."
+
+Rollo ran for his hoe. He had become much attached to his ground, and was
+very unwilling to lose it; but he knew that his father would rigorously
+insist on his forfeiting it, if he failed to keep the conditions. So he
+went to work as hard as he could.
+
+It was then almost sundown. He hoed away, and pulled up the weeds, as
+industriously as possible, until the sun went down. He then kept on until
+it was so dark that he could not see any longer, and then, finding that
+there was considerable more to be done, and that he could not work any
+longer, he sat down on the side of his little wheelbarrow, and burst into
+tears.
+
+He knew, however, that it would do no good to cry, and so, after a time,
+he dried his eyes, and went in. He could not help hoping that his father
+would not count the Sunday; and "If I can only have Monday," said he to
+himself, "it will all be well."
+
+He went in to ask his father, but found that he had gone away, and would
+not come home until quite late. He begged his mother to let him sit up
+until he came home, so that he could ask him, and, as she saw that he was
+so anxious and unhappy about it, she consented. Rollo sat at the window
+watching, and, as soon as he heard his father drive up to the door, he
+went out, and, while he was getting out of the chaise, he said to him, in
+a trembling, faltering voice,
+
+"Father, do you count Sunday as one of my three days?"
+
+"No, my son."
+
+Rollo clapped his hands, and said, "O, how glad!" and ran back. He told
+his mother that he was very much obliged to her for letting him sit up,
+and now he was ready to go to bed.
+
+He went to his room, undressed himself, and, in a few minutes, his father
+came in to get his light.
+
+"Father," said Rollo, "I am very much obliged to you for not counting
+Sunday."
+
+"It is not out of any indulgence to you, Rollo; I have no right to count
+Sunday."
+
+"No right, father? Why, you said three days."
+
+"Yes; but in such agreements as that, three working days are always meant;
+so that, strictly, according to the agreement, I do not think I have any
+right to count Sunday. If I had, I should have felt obliged to count it."
+
+"Why, father?"
+
+"Because I want you, when you grow up to be a man, to be _bound_ by your
+agreements. Men will hold you to your agreements when you are a man, and I
+want you to be accustomed to it while you are a boy. I should rather give
+up twice as much land as your garden, than take yours away from you now;
+but I must do it if you do not get it in good order before the time is
+out."
+
+"But, father, I shall, for I shall have time enough on Monday."
+
+"True; but some accident may prevent it. Suppose you should be sick."
+
+"If I was sick, should you count it?"
+
+"Certainly. You ought not to let your garden get out of order; and, if you
+do it, you run the risk of all accidents that may prevent your working
+during the three days."
+
+Rollo bade his father good night, and he went to sleep, thinking what a
+narrow escape he had had. He felt sure that he should save it now, for he
+did not think there was the least danger of his being sick on Monday.
+
+
+
+
+A Narrow Escape.
+
+
+Monday morning came, and, when he awoke, his first movement was, to jump
+out of bed, exclaiming,
+
+"Well, I am not sick this morning, am I?"
+
+He had scarcely spoken the words, however, before his ear caught the sound
+of rain, and, looking out of the window, he saw, to his utter
+consternation, that it was pouring steadily down, and, from the wind and
+the gray uniformity of the clouds, there was every appearance of a settled
+storm.
+
+"What shall I do?" said Rollo. "What shall I do? Why did I not finish it
+on Saturday?"
+
+He dressed himself, went down stairs, and looked out at the clouds. There
+was no prospect of any thing but rain. He ate his breakfast, and then went
+out, and looked again. Rain, still. He studied and recited his morning
+lessons, and then again looked out. Rain, rain. He could not help hoping
+it would clear up before night; but, as it continued so steadily, he began
+to be seriously afraid that, after all, he should lose his garden.
+
+He spent the day very anxiously and unhappily. He knew, from what his
+father had said, that he could not hope to have another day allowed, and
+that all would depend on his being able to do the work before night.
+
+At last, about the middle of the afternoon, Rollo came into the room where
+his father and mother were sitting, and told his father that it did not
+rain a great deal then, and asked him if he might not go out and finish
+his weeding; he did not care, he said, if he did get wet.
+
+"But your getting wet will not injure you alone--it will spoil your
+clothes."
+
+"Besides, you will take cold," said his mother.
+
+"Perhaps he would not take cold, if he were to put on dry clothes as soon
+as he leaves working," said his father; "but wetting his clothes would put
+you to a good deal of trouble. No; I'd rather you would not go, on the
+whole, Rollo."
+
+Rollo turned away with tears in his eyes, and went out into the kitchen.
+He sat down on a bench in the shed where Jonas was working, and looked out
+towards the garden. Jonas pitied him, and would gladly have gone and done
+the work for him; but he knew that his father would not allow that. At
+last, a sudden thought struck him.
+
+"Rollo," said he, "you might perhaps find some old clothes in the garret,
+which it would not hurt to get wet."
+
+Rollo jumped up, and said, "Let us go and see."
+
+They went up garret, and found, hanging up, quite a quantity of old
+clothes. Some belonged to Jonas, some to himself, and they selected the
+worst ones they could find, and carried them down into the shed.
+
+Then Rollo went and called his mother to come out, and he asked her if she
+thought it would hurt those old clothes to get wet. She laughed, and said
+no; and said she would go and ask his father to let him go out with them.
+
+In a few minutes, she came back, and said that his father consented, but
+that he must go himself, and put on the old clothes, without troubling his
+mother, and then, when he came back, he must rub himself dry with a towel,
+and put on his common dress, and put the wet ones somewhere in the shed to
+dry; and when they were dry, put them all back carefully in their places.
+
+[Illustration: Work in the Rain.]
+
+Rollo ran up to his room, and rigged himself out, as well as he could,
+putting one of Jonas's great coats over him, and wearing an old
+broad-brimmed straw hat on his head. Thus equipped, he took his hoe, and
+sallied forth in the rain.
+
+At first he thought it was good fun; but, in about half an hour, he began
+to be tired, and to feel very uncomfortable. The rain spattered in his
+face, and leaked down the back of his neck; and then the ground was wet
+and slippery; and once or twice he almost gave up in despair.
+
+He persevered, however, and before dark he got it done. He raked off all
+the weeds, and smoothed the ground over carefully, for he knew his father
+would come out to examine it as soon as the storm was over. Then he went
+in, rubbed himself dry, changed his clothes, and went and took his seat by
+the kitchen fire.
+
+His father came out a few minutes after, and said, "Well, Rollo, have you
+got through?"
+
+"Yes, sir," said Rollo.
+
+"Well, I am _very_ glad of it. I was afraid you would have lost your
+garden. As it is, perhaps it will do you good."
+
+"How?" said Rollo. "What good?"
+
+"It will teach you, I hope, that it is dangerous to neglect or postpone
+doing one's duty. We cannot always depend on repairing the mischief. When
+the proper opportunity is once lost, it may never return."
+
+Rollo said nothing, but he thought he should remember the lesson as long
+as he lived.
+
+He remembered it for the rest of that summer, at any rate, and did not run
+any more risks. He kept his ground very neat, and his father did not have
+to give him notice again. His corn grew finely, and he had many a good
+roasting ear from it; and his flowers helped ornament the parlor
+mantel-piece all the summer; and the green peas, and the beans, and the
+muskmelons, and the other vegetables, which his father took and paid for,
+amounted to more than two dollars.
+
+
+
+
+Advice.
+
+
+"Well, Rollo," said his father, one evening, as he was sitting on his
+cricket before a bright, glowing fire, late in the autumn, after all his
+fruits were gathered in, "you have really done some work this summer,
+haven't you?"
+
+"Yes, sir," said Rollo; and he began to reckon up the amount of peas, and
+beans, and corn, and other things, that he had raised.
+
+"Yes," said his father, "you have had a pretty good garden; but the best
+of it is your own improvement. You are really beginning to get over some
+of the faults of _boy work_."
+
+"What are the faults of boy work?" said Rollo.
+
+"One of the first is, confounding work with play,--or rather expecting the
+pleasure of play, while they are doing work. There is great pleasure in
+doing work, as I have told you before, when it is well and properly done,
+but it is very different from the pleasure of play. It comes later;
+generally after the work is done. While you are doing your work, it
+requires _exertion_ and _self-denial_, and sometimes the sameness is
+tiresome.
+
+"It is so with _men_ when they work, but they expect it will be so, and
+persevere notwithstanding; but _boys_, who have not learned this, expect
+their work will be play; and, when they find it is not so, they get tired,
+and want to leave it or to find some new way.
+
+"You showed your wish to make play of your work, that day when you were
+getting in your chips, by insisting on having just such a basket as you
+happened to fancy; and then, when you got a little tired of that, going
+for the wheelbarrow; and then leaving the chips altogether, and going to
+piling the wood."
+
+"Well, father," said Rollo, "do not men try to make their work as pleasant
+as they can?"
+
+"Yes, but they do not continually change from one thing to another in
+hopes to make it _amusing_. They always expect that it will be laborious
+and tiresome, and they understand this beforehand, and go steadily forward
+notwithstanding. You are beginning to learn to do this.
+
+"Another fault, which you boys are very apt to fall into, is impatience.
+This comes from the first fault; for you expect, when you go to work, the
+kind of pleasure you have in play, and when you find you do not obtain it,
+or meet with any difficulties, you grow impatient, and get tired of what
+you are doing.
+
+"From this follows the third fault--_changeableness_, or want of
+perseverance. Instead of steadily going forward in the way they commence,
+boys are very apt to abandon one thing after another, and to try this new
+way, and that new way, so as to accomplish very little in any thing."
+
+"Do you think I have overcome all these?" said Rollo.
+
+"In part," said his father; "you begin to understand something about them,
+and to be on your guard against them. But you have only made a beginning."
+
+"Only a beginning?" said Rollo; "why, I thought I had learned to work
+pretty well."
+
+"So you have, for a little boy; but it is only a beginning, after all. I
+don't think you would succeed in persevering steadily, so as to accomplish
+any serious undertaking now."
+
+"Why, father, _I_ think I should."
+
+"Suppose I should give you the Latin grammar to learn in three months, and
+tell you that, at the end of that time, I would hear you recite it all at
+once. Do you suppose you should be ready?"
+
+"Why, father, that is not _work_."
+
+"Yes," said his father, "that is one kind of work,--and just such a kind
+of work, so far as patience, steadiness, and perseverance, are needed, as
+you will have most to do, in future years. But if I were to give it to you
+to do, and then say nothing to you about it till you had time to have
+learned the whole, I have some doubts whether you would recite a tenth
+part of it."
+
+Rollo was silent; he knew it would be just so.
+
+"No, my little son," said his father, putting him down and patting his
+head, "you have got a great deal to learn before you become a man; but
+then you have got some years to learn it in; that is a comfort. But now it
+is time for you to go to bed; so good night."
+
+
+
+
+
+THE APPLE-GATHERING.
+
+
+
+
+The Garden-House.
+
+
+There was a certain building on one side of Farmer Cropwell's yard which
+they called the _garden-house_. There was one large double door which
+opened from it into the garden, and another smaller one which led to the
+yard towards the house. On one side of this room were a great many
+different kinds of garden-tools, such as hoes, rakes, shovels, and spades;
+there were one or two wheelbarrows, and little wagons. Over these were two
+or three broad shelves, with baskets, and bundles of matting, and ropes,
+and chains, and various iron tools. Around the wall, in different places,
+various things were hung up--here a row of augers, there a trap, and in
+other places parts of harness.
+
+Opposite to these, there was a large bench, which extended along the whole
+side. At one end of this bench there were a great many carpenter's tools;
+and the other was covered with papers of seeds, and little bundles of
+dried plants, which Farmer Cropwell had just been getting in from the
+garden.
+
+The farmer and one of his boys was at work here, arranging his seeds, and
+doing up his bundles, one pleasant morning in the fall, when a boy about
+twelve years old came running to the door of the garden-house, from the
+yard, playing with a large dog. The dog ran behind him, jumping up upon
+him; and when they got to the door, the boy ran in quick, laughing, and
+shut the door suddenly, so that the dog could not come in after him. This
+boy's name was George: the dog's name was Nappy--that is, they always
+called him Nappy. His true name was Napoleon; though James always thought
+that he got his name from the long naps he used to take in a certain sunny
+corner of the yard.
+
+But, as I said before, George got into the garden-house, and shut Nappy
+out. He stood there holding the door, and said,
+
+"Father, all the horses have been watered but Jolly: may I ride him to the
+brook?"
+
+"Yes," said his father.
+
+So George turned round, and opened the door a little way, and peeped out.
+
+"Ah, old Nappy! you are there still, are you, wagging your tail? Don't you
+wish you could catch him?"
+
+George then shut the door, and walked softly across to the great door
+leading out into the garden. From here he stole softly around into the
+barn, by a back way, and then came forward, and peeped out in front, and
+saw that Nappy was still there, sitting up, and looking at the door very
+closely. He was waiting for George to come out.
+
+
+
+
+Jolly.
+
+
+George then went back to the stall where Jolly was feeding. He went in and
+untied his halter, and led him out. Jolly was a sleek, black, beautiful
+little horse, not old enough to do much work, but a very good horse to
+ride. George took down a bridle, and, after leading Jolly to a
+horse-block, where he could stand up high enough to reach his head, he put
+the bridle on, and then jumped up upon his back, and walked him out of the
+barn by a door where Nappy could not see them.
+
+He then rode round by the other side of the house, until he came to the
+road, and he went along the road until he could see up the yard to the
+place where Nappy was watching. He called out, _Nappy!_ in a loud voice,
+and then immediately set his horse off upon a run. Nappy looked down to
+the road, and was astonished to see George upon the horse, when he
+supposed he was still behind the door where he was watching, and he sprang
+forward, and set off after him in full pursuit.
+
+He caught George just as he was riding down into the brook. George was
+looking round and laughing at him as he came up; but Nappy looked quite
+grave, and did nothing but go down into the brook, and lap up water with
+his tongue, while the horse drank.
+
+While the horse was drinking, Rollo came along the road, and George asked
+him how his garden came on.
+
+"O, very well," said Rollo. "Father is going to give me a larger one next
+year."
+
+"Have you got a strawberry-bed?" said George.
+
+"No," said Rollo.
+
+"I should think you would have a strawberry-bed. My father will give you
+some plants, and you can set them out this fall."
+
+"I don't know how to set them out," said Rollo. "Could you come and show
+me?"
+
+George said he would ask his father; and then, as his horse had done
+drinking, he turned round, and rode home again.
+
+Mr. Cropwell said that he would give Rollo a plenty of strawberry-plants,
+and, as to George's helping him set them out, he said that they might
+exchange works. If Rollo would come and help George gather his
+meadow-russets, George might go and help him make his strawberry-bed. That
+evening, George went and told Rollo of this plan, and Rollo's father
+approved of it. So it was agreed that, the next day, he should go to help
+them gather the russets. They invited James to go too.
+
+
+
+
+The Pet Lamb.
+
+
+The next morning, James and Rollo went together to the farmer's. They
+found George at the gate waiting for them, with his dog Nappy. As the boys
+were walking along into the yard, George said that his dog Nappy was the
+best friend he had in the world, except his lamb.
+
+"Your lamb!" said James; "have you got a lamb?"
+
+"Yes, a most beautiful little lamb. When he was very little indeed, he was
+weak and sick, and father thought he would not live; and he told me I
+might have him if I wanted him. I made a bed for him in the corner of the
+kitchen."
+
+"O, I wish I had one," said James. "Where is he now?"
+
+"O, he is grown up large, and he plays around in the field behind the
+house. If I go out there with a little pan of milk, and call him
+so,--_Co-nan_, _Co-nan_, _Co-nan_,--he comes running up to me to get the
+milk."
+
+"I wish I could see him," said James.
+
+"Well, you can," said George. "My sister Ann will go and show him to you."
+
+So George called his sister Ann, and asked her if she should be willing to
+go and show James and Rollo his lamb, while he went and got the little
+wagon ready to go for the apples.
+
+Ann said she would, and she went into the house, and got a pan with a
+little milk in the bottom of it, and walked along carefully, James and
+Rollo following her. When they had got round to the other side of the
+house, they found there a little gate, leading out into a field where
+there were green grass and little clumps of trees.
+
+Ann went carefully through. James and Rollo stopped to look. She walked on
+a little way, and looked around every where, but she saw no lamb.
+Presently she began to call out, as George had said, "_Co-nan_, _Co-nan_,
+_Co-nan_."
+
+In a minute or two, the lamb began to run towards her out of a little
+thicket of bushes; and it drank the milk out of the pan. James and Rollo
+were very much pleased, but they did not go towards the lamb. Ann let it
+drink all it wanted, and then it walked away.
+
+Then James ran back to the yard. He found that George and Rollo had gone
+into the garden-house. He went in there after them, and found that they
+were getting a little wagon ready to draw out into the field. There were
+three barrels standing by the door of the garden-house, and George told
+them that they were to put their apples into them.
+
+
+
+
+The Meadow-Russet.
+
+
+There was a beautiful meadow down a little way from Farmer Cropwell's
+house, and at the farther side of it, across a brook, there stood a very
+large old apple-tree, which bore a kind of apples called _russets_, and
+they called the tree the _meadow-russet_. These were the apples that the
+boys were going to gather. They soon got ready, and began to walk along
+the path towards the meadow. Two of them drew the wagon, and the others
+carried long poles to knock off the apples with.
+
+As the party were descending the hill towards the meadow, they saw before
+them, coming around a turn in the path, a cart and oxen, with a large boy
+driving. They immediately began to call out to one another to turn out,
+some pulling one way and some the other, with much noise and vociferation.
+At last they got fairly out upon the grass, and the cart went by. The boy
+who was driving it said, as he went by, smiling,
+
+"Who is the head of _that_ gang?"
+
+James and Rollo looked at him, wondering what he meant. George laughed.
+
+"What does he mean?" said Rollo.
+
+"He means," said George, laughing, "that we make so much noise and
+confusion, that we cannot have any head."
+
+"Any head?" said James.
+
+"Yes,--any master workman."
+
+"Why," said Rollo, "do we need a master workman?"
+
+"No," said George, "I don't believe we do."
+
+So the boys went along until they came to the brook. They crossed the
+brook on a bridge of planks, and were very soon under the spreading
+branches of the great apple-tree.
+
+[Illustration: The Harvesting Party.]
+
+
+
+
+Insubordination.
+
+
+The boys immediately began the work of getting down the apples. But,
+unluckily, there were but two poles, and they all wanted them. George had
+one, and James the other, and Rollo came up to James, and took hold of his
+pole, saying,
+
+"Here, James, I will knock them down; you may pick them up and put them in
+the wagon."
+
+"No," said James, holding fast to his pole; "no, I'd rather knock them
+down."
+
+"No," said Rollo, "I can knock them down better."
+
+"But I got the pole first, and I ought to have it."
+
+Rollo, finding that James was not willing to give up his pole, left him,
+and went to George, and asked George to let him have the pole; but George
+said he was taller, and could use it better than Rollo.
+
+Rollo was a little out of humor at this, and stood aside and looked on.
+James soon got tired of his pole, and laid it down; and then Rollo seized
+it, and began knocking the apples off of the tree. But it fatigued him
+very much to reach up so high; and, in fact, they all three got tired of
+the poles very soon, and began picking up the apples.
+
+But they did not go on any more harmoniously with this than with the
+other. After Rollo and James had thrown in several apples, George came and
+turned them all out.
+
+"You must not put them in so," said he; "all the good and bad ones
+together."
+
+"How must we put them in?" asked Rollo.
+
+"Why, first we must get a load of good, large, whole, round apples, and
+then a load of small and wormy ones. We only put the _good_ ones into the
+barrels."
+
+"And what do you do with the little ones?" said James.
+
+"O, we give them to the pigs."
+
+"Well," said Rollo, "we can pick them all up together now, and separate
+them when we get home."
+
+As he said this, he threw in a handful of small apples among the good ones
+which George had been putting in.
+
+"Be still," said George; "you must not do so. I tell you we must not mix
+them at all." And he poured the apples out upon the ground again.
+
+"O, I'll tell you what we will do," said James; "we will get a load of
+little ones first, and then the big ones. I want to see the pigs eat them
+up."
+
+But George thought it was best to take the big ones first, and so they had
+quite a discussion about it, and a great deal of time was lost before they
+could agree.
+
+Thus they went on for some time, discussing every thing, and each wanting
+to do the work in his own way. They did not dispute much, it is true, for
+neither of them wished to make difficulty. But each thought he might
+direct as well as the others, and so they had much talk and clamor, and
+but very little work. When one wanted the wagon to be on one side of the
+tree, the others wanted it the other; and when George thought it was time
+to draw the load along towards home, Rollo and James thought it was not
+nearly full enough. So they were all pulling in different directions, and
+made very slow progress in their work. It took them a long time to get
+their wagon full.
+
+When they got the load ready, and were fairly set off on the road, they
+went on smoothly and pleasantly for a time, until they got up near the
+door of the garden-house, when Rollo was going to turn the wagon round so
+as to back it up to the door, and George began to pull in the other
+direction.
+
+"Not so, Rollo," said George; "go right up straight."
+
+"No," said Rollo, "it is better to _back_ it up."
+
+James had something to say, too; and they all pulled, and talked loud and
+all together, so that there was nothing but noise and clamor. In the mean
+time, the wagon, being pulled every way, of course did not move at all.
+
+
+
+
+Subordination.
+
+
+Presently Farmer Cropwell made his appearance at the door of the
+garden-house.
+
+"Well, boys," said he, "you seem to be pretty good-natured, and I am glad
+of that; but you are certainly the _noisiest_ workmen, of your size, that
+I ever heard."
+
+"Why, father," said George, "I want to go right up to the door, straight,
+and Rollo won't let me."
+
+"Must not we back it up?" said Rollo.
+
+"Is that the way you have been working all the morning?" said the farmer.
+
+"How?" said George.
+
+"Why, all generals and no soldiers."
+
+"Sir?" said George.
+
+"All of you commanding, and none obeying. There is nothing but confusion
+and noise. I don't see how you can gather apples so. How many have you got
+in?"
+
+So saying, he went and looked into the barrels.
+
+"None," said he; "I thought so."
+
+He stood still a minute, as if thinking what to do; and then he told them
+to leave the wagon there, and go with him, and he would show them the way
+to work.
+
+The boys accordingly walked along after him, through the garden-house,
+into the yard. They then went across the road, and down behind a barn, to
+a place where some men were building a stone bridge. They stopped upon a
+bank at some distance, and looked down upon them.
+
+"There," said he, "see how men work!"
+
+It happened, at that time, that all the men were engaged in moving a great
+stone with iron bars. There was scarcely any thing said by any of them.
+Every thing went on silently, but the stone moved regularly into its
+place.
+
+"Now, boys, do you understand," said the farmer, "how they get along so
+quietly?"
+
+"Why, it is because they are men, and not boys," said Rollo.
+
+"No," said the farmer, "that is not the reason. It is because they have a
+head."
+
+"A head?" said Rollo.
+
+"Yes," said he, "a head; that is, one man to direct, and the rest obey."
+
+"Which is it?" said George.
+
+"It is that man who is pointing now," said the farmer, "to another stone.
+He is telling them which to take next. Watch them now, and you will see
+that he directs every thing, and the rest do just as he says. But you are
+all directing and commanding together, and there is nobody to obey. If you
+were moving those stones, you would be all advising and disputing
+together, and pulling in every direction at once, and the stone would not
+move at all."
+
+[Illustration: There, Said He, See How Men Work.]
+
+"And do men always appoint a head," said Rollo, "when they work together?"
+
+"No," said the farmer, "they do not always _appoint_ one regularly, but
+they always _have_ one, in some way or other. Even when no one is
+particularly authorized to direct, they generally let the one who is
+oldest, or who knows most about the business, take the lead, and the rest
+do as he says."
+
+They all then walked slowly back to the garden-house, and the farmer
+advised them to have a head, if they wanted their business to go on
+smoothly and well.
+
+"Who do you think ought to be our head?"
+
+"The one who is the oldest, and knows most about the business," said the
+farmer, "and that, I suppose, would be George. But perhaps you had better
+take turns, and let each one be head for one load, and then you will all
+learn both to command and to obey."
+
+So the boys agreed that George should command while they got the next
+load, and James and Rollo agreed to obey. The farmer told them they must
+obey exactly, and good-naturedly.
+
+"You must not even _advise_ him what to do, or say any thing about it at
+all, except in some extraordinary case; but, when you talk, talk about
+other things altogether, and work on exactly as he shall say."
+
+"What if we _know_ there is a better way? must not we tell him?" said
+Rollo.
+
+"No," said the farmer, "unless it is something very uncommon. It is better
+to go wrong sometimes, under a head, than to be endlessly talking and
+disputing how you shall go. Therefore you must do exactly what he says,
+even if you know a better way, and see if you do not get along much
+faster."
+
+
+
+
+The New Plan Tried.
+
+
+The boys determined to try the plan, and, after putting their first load
+of apples into the barrel, they set off again under George's command. He
+told Rollo and James to draw the wagon, while he ran along behind. When
+they got to the tree, Rollo took up a pole, and began to beat down some
+more apples; but George told him that they must first pick up what were
+knocked down before; and he drew the wagon round to the place where he
+thought it was best for it to stand. The other boys made no objection, but
+worked industriously, picking up all the small and worm-eaten apples they
+could find; and, in a very short time, they had the wagon loaded, and were
+on their way to the house again.
+
+Still, Rollo and James had to make so great an effort to avoid interfering
+with George's directions, that they did not really enjoy this trip quite
+so well as they did the first. It was pleasant to them to be more at
+liberty, and they thought, on the whole, that they did not like having a
+head quite so well as being without one.
+
+Instead of going up to the garden-house, George ordered them to take this
+load to the barn, to put it in a bin where all such apples were to go.
+When they came back, the farmer came again to the door of the
+garden-house.
+
+"Well, boys," said he, "you have come rather quicker this time. How do you
+like that way of working?"
+
+"Why, not quite so well," said Rollo. "I do not think it is so pleasant as
+the other way."
+
+"It is not such good _play_, perhaps; but don't you think it makes better
+_work_?" said he.
+
+The boys admitted that they got their apples in faster, and, as they were
+at work then, and not at play, they resolved to continue the plan.
+
+Farmer Cropwell then asked who was to take command the next time.
+
+"Rollo," said the boys.
+
+"Well, Rollo," said he, "I want you to have a large number of apples
+knocked down this time, and then select from them the largest and nicest
+you can. I want one load for a particular purpose."
+
+
+
+
+A Present.
+
+
+The boys worked on industriously, and, before dinner-time, they had
+gathered all the apples. The load of best apples, which the farmer had
+requested them to bring for a particular purpose, were put into a small
+square box, until it was full, and then a cover was nailed on; the rest
+were laid upon the great bench. When, at length, the work was all done,
+and they were ready to go home, the farmer put this box into the wagon, so
+that it stood up in the middle, leaving a considerable space before and
+behind it. He put the loose apples into this space, some before and some
+behind, until the wagon was full.
+
+"Now, James and Rollo, I want you to draw these apples for me, when you go
+home," said the farmer.
+
+"Who are they for?" said Rollo.
+
+"I will mark them," said he.
+
+So he took down a little curious-looking tin dipper, with a top sloping in
+all around, and with a hole in the middle of it. A long, slender
+brush-handle was standing up in this hole.
+
+When he took out the brush, the boys saw that it was blacking. With this
+blacking-brush he wrote on the top of the box,--LUCY.
+
+"Is that box for my cousin Lucy?" said Rollo.
+
+"Yes," said he; "you can draw it to her, can you not?"
+
+"Yes, sir," said Rollo, "we will. And who are the other apples for? You
+cannot mark _them_."
+
+"No," said the farmer; "but you will remember. Those before the box are
+for you, and those behind it for James. So drive along. George will come
+to your house, this afternoon, with the strawberry plants, and then he can
+bring the wagon home."
+
+
+
+
+The Strawberry-Bed.
+
+
+George Cropwell came, soon after, to Rollo's house, and helped him make a
+fine strawberry-bed, which, he said, he thought would bear considerably
+the next year. They dug up the ground, raked it over carefully, and then
+put in the plants in rows.
+
+After it was all done, Rollo got permission of his father to go back with
+George to take the wagon home; and George proposed to take Rollo's
+wheelbarrow too. He had never seen such a pretty little wheelbarrow, and
+was very much pleased with it. So George ran on before, trundling the
+wheelbarrow, and Rollo came after, drawing the wagon.
+
+Just as they came near the farmer's house, George saw, on before him, a
+ragged little boy, much smaller than Rollo, who was walking along
+barefooted.
+
+"There's Tom," said George.
+
+"Who?" said Rollo.
+
+"Tom. See how I will frighten him."
+
+As he said this, George darted forward with his wheelbarrow, and trundled
+it on directly towards Tom, as if he was going to run over him. Tom looked
+round, and then ran away, the wheelbarrow at his heels. He was frightened
+very much, and began to scream; and, just then, Farmer Cropwell, who at
+that moment happened to be coming up a lane, on the opposite side of the
+road, called out,
+
+"George!"
+
+George stopped his wheelbarrow.
+
+"Is that right?" said the farmer.
+
+"Why, I was not going to hurt him," said George.
+
+"You _did_ hurt him--you frightened him."
+
+"Is frightening him hurting him, father?"
+
+"Why, yes, it is giving him _pain_, and a very unpleasant kind of pain
+too."
+
+"I did not think of that," said George.
+
+"Besides," said his father, "when you treat boys in that harsh, rough way,
+you make them your enemies; and it is a very bad plan to make enemies."
+
+"Enemies, father!" said George, laughing; "Tom could not do me any harm,
+if he was my enemy."
+
+"That makes me think of the story of the bear and the tomtit," said the
+farmer; "and, if you and Rollo will jump up in the cart, I will tell it to
+you."
+
+Thus far, while they had been talking, the boys had walked along by the
+side of the road, keeping up with the farmer as he drove along in the
+cart. But now they jumped in, and sat down with the farmer on his seat,
+which was a board laid across from one side of the cart to the other. As
+soon as they were seated, the farmer began.
+
+
+
+
+The Farmer's Story.
+
+
+"The story I was going to tell you, boys, is an old fable about making
+enemies. It is called 'The Bear and the Tomtit.' "
+
+"What is a tomtit?" said Rollo.
+
+"It is a kind of a bird, a very little bird; but he sings pleasantly.
+Well, one pleasant summer's day, a wolf and a bear were taking a walk
+together in a lonely wood. They heard something singing.
+
+" 'Brother,' said the bear, 'that is good singing: what sort of a bird do
+you think that may be?'
+
+" 'That's a tomtit,' said the wolf.
+
+" 'I should like to see his nest,' said the bear; 'where do you think it
+is?'
+
+" 'If we wait a little time, till his mate comes home, we shall see,' said
+the wolf.
+
+"The bear and the wolf walked backward and forward some time, till his
+mate came home with some food in her mouth for her children. The wolf and
+the bear watched her. She went to the tree where the bird was singing, and
+they together flew to a little grove just by, and went to their nest.
+
+" 'Now,' said the bear, 'let us go and see.'
+
+" 'No,' said the wolf, 'we must wait till the old birds have gone away
+again.'
+
+"So they noticed the place, and walked away.
+
+"They did not stay long, for the bear was very impatient to see the nest.
+They returned, and the bear scrambled up the tree, expecting to amuse
+himself finely by frightening the young tomtits.
+
+" 'Take care,' said the wolf; 'you had better be careful. The tomtits are
+little; but little enemies are sometimes very troublesome.'
+
+" 'Who is afraid of a tomtit?' said the bear.
+
+"So saying, he poked his great black nose into the nest.
+
+" 'Who is here?' said he; 'what are you?'
+
+"The poor birds screamed out with terror. 'Go away! Go away!' said they.
+
+" 'What do you mean by making such a noise,' said he, 'and talking so to
+me? I will teach you better.' So he put his great paw on the nest, and
+crowded it down until the poor little birds were almost stifled. Presently
+he left them, and went away.
+
+"The young tomtits were terribly frightened, and some of them were hurt.
+As soon as the bear was gone, their fright gave way to anger; and, soon
+after, the old birds came home, and were very indignant too. They used to
+see the bear, occasionally, prowling about the woods, but did not know
+what they could do to bring him to punishment.
+
+"Now, there was a famous glen, surrounded by high rocks, where the bear
+used to go and sleep, because it was a wild, solitary place. The tomtits
+often saw him there. One day, the bear was prowling around, and he saw, at
+a great distance, two huntsmen, with guns, coming towards the wood. He
+fled to his glen in dismay, though he thought he should be safe there.
+
+"The tomtits were flying about there, and presently they saw the huntsmen.
+'Now,' said one of them to the other, 'is the time to get rid of the
+tyrant; you go and see if he is in his glen, and then come back to where
+you hear me singing.'
+
+"So he flew about from tree to tree, keeping in sight of the huntsmen, and
+singing all the time; while the other went and found that the bear was in
+his glen, crouched down in terror behind a rock.
+
+"The tomtits then began to flutter around the huntsmen, and fly a little
+way towards the glen, and then back again. This attracted the notice of
+the men, and they followed them to see what could be the matter.
+
+"By and by, the bear saw the terrible huntsmen coming, led on by his
+little enemies, the tomtits. He sprang forward, and ran from one side of
+the glen to the other; but he could not escape. They shot him with two
+bullets through his head.
+
+"The wolf happened to be near by, at that time, upon the rocks that were
+around the glen; and, hearing all this noise, he came and peeped over. As
+soon as he saw how the case stood, he thought it would be most prudent for
+him to walk away; which he did, saying, as he went.
+
+" 'Well, the bear has found out that it is better to have a person a
+friend than an enemy, whether he is great or small.' "
+
+                  -------------------------------------
+
+Here the farmer paused--he had ended the story.
+
+"And what did they do with the bear?" said Rollo.
+
+"O, they took off his skin to make caps of, and nailed his claws up on the
+barn."
+
+
+
+
+
+GEORGIE.
+
+
+
+
+The Little Landing.
+
+
+A short distance from where Rollo lives, there is a small, but very
+pleasant house, just under the hill, where you go down to the stone bridge
+leading over the brook. There is a noble large apple tree on one side of
+the house, which bears a beautiful, sweet, and mellow kind of apple,
+called golden pippins. A great many other trees and flowers are around the
+house, and in the little garden on the side of it towards the brook. There
+is a small white gate that leads to the house, from the road; and there is
+a pleasant path leading right out from the front door, through the garden,
+down to the water. This is the house that Georgie lives in.
+
+One evening, just before sunset, Rollo was coming along over the stone
+bridge, towards home. He stopped a moment to look over the railing, down
+into the water. Presently he heard a very sweet-toned voice calling out to
+him,
+
+"Rol-lo."
+
+Rollo looked along in the direction in which the sound came. It was from
+the bank of the stream, a little way from the road, at the place where the
+path from Georgie's house came down to the water. The brook was broad, and
+the water pretty smooth and still here; and it was a place where Rollo had
+often been to sail boats with Georgie. There was a little smooth, sandy
+place on the shore, at the foot of the path, and they used to call it
+Georgie's landing; and there was a seat close by, under the bushes.
+
+Rollo thought it was Georgie's voice that called him, and in a minute, he
+saw him sitting on his little seat, with his crutches by his side. Georgie
+was a sick boy. He could not walk, but had to sit almost all day, at home,
+in a large easy chair, which his father had bought for him. In the winter,
+his chair was established in a particular corner, by the side of the fire,
+and he had a little case of shelves and drawers, painted green, by the
+side of him. In these shelves and drawers he had his books and
+playthings,--his pen and ink,--his paint-box, brushes and pencils,--his
+knife, and a little saw,--and a great many things which he used to make
+for his amusement. Then, in the summer, his chair, and his shelves and
+drawers, were moved to the end window, which looked out upon the garden
+and brook. Sometimes, when he was better than usual, he could move about a
+little upon crutches; and, at such times, when it was pleasant, he used to
+go out into the garden, and down, through it, to his landing, at the
+brook.
+
+Georgie had been sick a great many years, and when Rollo and Jonas first
+knew him, he used to be very sad and unhappy. It was because the poor
+little fellow had nothing to do. His father had to work pretty hard to get
+food and clothing for his family; he loved little Georgie very much, but
+he could not buy him many things. Sometimes people who visited him, used
+to give him playthings, and they would amuse him a little while, but he
+soon grew tired of them, and had them put away. It is very hard for any
+body to be happy who has not any thing to do.
+
+It was Jonas that taught Georgie what to do. He lent him his knife, and
+brought him some smooth, soft, pine wood, and taught him to make
+wind-mills and little boxes. Georgie liked this very much, and used to sit
+by his window in the summer mornings, and make playthings, hours at a
+time. After he had made several things, Jonas told the boys that lived
+about there, that they had better buy them of him, when they had a few
+cents to spend for toys; and they did. In fact, they liked the little
+windmills, and wagons, and small framed houses that Georgie made, better
+than sugar-plums and candy. Besides, they liked to go and see Georgie;
+for, whenever they went to buy any thing of him, he looked so contented
+and happy, sitting in his easy chair, with his small and slender feet
+drawn up under him, and his work on the table by his side.
+
+Then he was a very beautiful boy too. His face was delicate and pale, but
+there was such a kind and gentle expression in his mild blue eye, and so
+much sweetness in the tone of his voice, that they loved very much to go
+and see him. In fact, all the boys were very fond of Georgie.
+
+
+
+
+Georgie's Money.
+
+
+Georgie, at length, earned, in this way, quite a little sum of money. It
+was nearly all in cents; but then there was one fourpence which a lady
+gave him for a four-wheeled wagon that he made. He kept this money in a
+corner of his drawer, and, at last, there was quite a handful of it.
+
+One summer evening, when Georgie's father came home from his work, he hung
+up his hat, and came and sat down in Georgie's corner, by the side of his
+little boy. Georgie looked up to him with a smile.
+
+"Well, father," said he, "are you tired to-night?"
+
+"You are the one to be tired, Georgie," said he, "sitting here alone all
+day."
+
+"Hold up your hand, father," said Georgie, reaching out his own at the
+same time, which was shut up, and appeared to have something in it.
+
+"Why, what have you got for me?" said his father.
+
+"Hold fast all I give you," replied he; and he dropped the money all into
+his father's hand, and shut up his father's fingers over it.
+
+"What is all this?" said his father.
+
+"It is my money," said he, "for you. It is 'most all cents, but then there
+is _one_ fourpence."
+
+"I am sure, I am much obliged to you, Georgie, for this."
+
+"O no," said Georgie, "it's only a _little_ of what you have to spend for
+me."
+
+Georgie's father took the money, and put it in his pocket, and the next
+day he went to Jonas, and told him about it, and asked Jonas to spend it
+in buying such things as he thought would be useful to Georgie; either
+playthings, or tools, or materials to work with.
+
+Jonas said he should be very glad to do it, for he thought he could buy
+him some things that would help him very much in his work. Jonas carried
+the money into the city the next time he went, and bought him a small hone
+to sharpen his knife, a fine-toothed saw, and a bottle of black varnish,
+with a little brush, to put it on with. He brought these things home, and
+gave them to Georgie's father; and he carried them into the house, and put
+them in a drawer.
+
+That evening, when Georgie was at supper, his father slyly put the things
+that Jonas had bought on his table, so that when he went back, after
+supper, he found them there. He was very much surprised and pleased. He
+examined them all very particularly, and was especially glad to have the
+black varnish, for now he could varnish his work, and make it look much
+more handsome. The little boxes that he made, after this, of a bright
+black outside, and lined neatly with paper within, were thought by the
+boys to be elegant.
+
+He could now earn money faster, and, as his father insisted on having all
+his earnings expended for articles for Georgie's own use, and Jonas used
+to help him about expending it, he got, at last, quite a variety of
+implements and articles. He had some wire, and a little pair of pliers for
+bending it in all shapes, and a hammer and little nails. He had also a
+paint-box and brushes, and paper of various colors, for lining boxes, and
+making portfolios and pocket-books; and he had varnishes, red, green,
+blue, and black. All these he kept in his drawers and shelves, and made a
+great many ingenious things with them.
+
+So Georgie was a great friend of both Rollo and Jonas, and they often used
+to come and see him, and play with him; and that was the reason that Rollo
+knew his voice so well, when he called to him from the landing, when Rollo
+was standing on the bridge, as described in the beginning of this story.
+
+
+
+
+Two Good Friends.
+
+
+Rollo ran along to the end of the bridge, clambered down to the water's
+edge, went along the shore among the trees and shrubbery, until he came to
+the seat where Georgie was sitting. Georgie asked him to sit down, and
+stay with him; but Rollo said he must go directly home; and so Georgie
+took his crutches, and they began to walk slowly together up the garden
+walk.
+
+"Where have you been, Rollo?" said Georgie.
+
+"I have been to see my cousin James, to ask him to go to the city with us
+to-morrow."
+
+"Are you going to the city?"
+
+"Yes; uncle George gave James and I a half a dollar apiece, the other day;
+and mother is going to carry us into the city to-morrow to buy something
+with it."
+
+"Is Jonas going with you?"
+
+"Yes," said Rollo. "He is going to drive. We are going in our carryall."
+
+"I wish you would take some money for me, then, and get Jonas to buy me
+something with it."
+
+"Well, I will," said Rollo. "What shall he buy for you?"
+
+"O, he may buy any thing he chooses."
+
+"Yes, but if you do not tell him what to buy, he may buy something you
+have got already."
+
+"O, Jonas knows every thing I have got as well as I do."
+
+Just then they came up near the house, and Georgie asked Rollo to look up
+at the golden pippin tree, and see how full it was.
+
+"That is my branch," said he.
+
+He pointed to a large branch which came out on one side, and which hung
+down loaded with fruit. It would have broken down, perhaps, if there had
+not been a crotched pole put under it, to prop it up.
+
+"But all the apples on your branch are not golden pippins," said Rollo.
+"There are some on it that are red. What beautiful red apples!"
+
+"Yes," said Georgie. "Father grafted that for me, to make it bear
+rosy-boys. I call the red ones my rosy-boys."
+
+"Grafted?" said Rollo; "how did he graft it?"
+
+"O," said Georgie, "I do not know exactly. He cut off a little branch from
+a rosy-boy tree, and stuck it on somehow, and it grew, and bears rosy-boys
+still."
+
+Rollo thought this was very curious; Georgie told him he would give him an
+apple, and that he might have his choice--a pippin or a rosy-boy.
+
+Rollo hesitated, and looked at them, first at one, and then at another;
+but he could not decide. The rosy-boys had the brightest and most
+beautiful color, but then the pippins looked so rich and mellow, that he
+could not choose very easily; and so Georgie laughed, find told him he
+would settle the difficulty by giving him one of each.
+
+"So come here," said he, "Rollo, and let me lean on you, while I knock
+them down."
+
+So Rollo came and stood near him, while Georgie leaned on him, and with
+his crutch gave a gentle tap to one of each of his kinds of apples, and
+they fell down upon the soft grass, safe and sound.
+
+[Illustration: Georgie's Apples.]
+
+They then went into the house, and Georgie gave Rollo his money, wrapped
+up in a small piece of paper; and then Rollo, bidding him good by, went
+out of the little white gate, and walked along home.
+
+The next morning, soon after breakfast, Jonas drove the carryall up to the
+front door, and Rollo and his mother walked out to it. Rollo's mother took
+the back seat, and Rollo and Jonas sat in front, and they drove along.
+
+They called at the house where James lived, and found him waiting for them
+on the front steps, with his half dollar in his hand.
+
+He ran into the house to tell his mother that the carryall had come, and
+to bid her good morning, and then he came out to the gate.
+
+"James," said Rollo, "you may sit on the front seat with Jonas, if you
+want to."
+
+James said he should like to very much; and so Rollo stepped over behind,
+and sat with his mother. This was kind and polite; for boys all like the
+front seat when they are riding, and Rollo therefore did right to offer it
+to his cousin.
+
+
+
+
+A Lecture On Playthings.
+
+
+After a short time, they came to a smooth and pleasant road, with trees
+and farm-houses on each side; and as the horse was trotting along quietly,
+Rollo asked his mother if she could not tell them a story.
+
+"I cannot tell you a story very well, this morning, but I can give you a
+lecture on playthings, if you wish."
+
+"Very well, mother, we should like that," said the boys.
+
+They did not know very well what a lecture was, but they thought that any
+thing which their mother would propose would be interesting.
+
+"Do you know what a lecture is?" said she.
+
+"Not exactly," said Rollo.
+
+"Why, I should explain to you about playthings,--the various kinds, their
+use, the way to keep them, and to derive the most pleasure from them, &c.
+Giving you this information will not be as _interesting_ to you as to hear
+a story; but it will be more _useful_, if you attend carefully, and
+endeavor to remember what I say."
+
+The boys thought they should like the lecture, and promised to attend.
+Rollo said he would remember it all; and so his mother began.
+
+"The value of a plaything does not consist in itself, but in the pleasure
+it awakens in your mind. Do you understand that?"
+
+"Not very well," said Rollo.
+
+"If you should give a round stick to a baby on the floor, and let him
+strike the floor with it, he would be pleased. You would see by his looks
+that it gave him great pleasure. Now, where would this pleasure be,--in
+the stick, or in the floor, or in the baby?"
+
+"Why, in the baby," said Rollo, laughing.
+
+"Yes; and would it be in his body, or in his mind?"
+
+"In his face," said James.
+
+"In his eyes," said Rollo.
+
+"You would see the _signs of it_ in his face and in his eyes, but the
+feeling of pleasure would be in his mind. Now, I suppose you understand
+what I said, that the value of the plaything consists in the pleasure it
+can awaken in the mind."
+
+"Yes, mother," said Rollo.
+
+"There is your jumping man," said she; "is that a good plaything?"
+
+"Yes," said Rollo, "my _kicker_. But I don't care much about it. I don't
+know where it is now."
+
+"What was it?" said James. "_I_ never saw it."
+
+"It was a pasteboard man," said his mother; "and there was a string
+behind, fixed so that, by pulling it, you could make his arms and legs fly
+about."
+
+"Yes," said Rollo, "I called him my _kicker_."
+
+"You liked it very much, when you first had it."
+
+"Yes," said Rollo, "but I don't think it is very pretty now."
+
+"That shows what I said was true. When you first had it, it was new, and
+the sight of it gave you pleasure; but the pleasure consisted in the
+novelty and drollery of it, and after a little while, when you became
+familiar with it, it ceased to give you pleasure, and then you did not
+value it. I found it the other day lying on the ground in the yard, and
+took it up and put it away carefully in a drawer."
+
+"But if the value is all gone, what good does it do to save it?" said
+Rollo.
+
+"The value to _you_ is gone, because you have become familiar with it, and
+so it has lost its power to awaken feelings of pleasure in you. But it has
+still power to give pleasure to other children, who have not seen it, and
+I kept it for them."
+
+"I should like to see it, very much," said James. "I never saw such a
+one."
+
+"I will show it to you some time. Now, this is one kind of
+plaything,--those which please by their _novelty_ only. It is not
+generally best to buy such playthings, for you very soon get familiar with
+them, and then they cease to give you pleasure, and are almost worthless."
+
+"Only we ought to keep them, if we have them, to show to other boys," said
+Rollo.
+
+"Yes," said his mother. "You ought never to throw them away, or leave them
+on the floor, or on the ground."
+
+"O, the little fool," said Rollo suddenly.
+
+His mother and James looked up, wondering what Rollo meant. He was looking
+out at the side of the carryall, at something about the wheel.
+
+"What is it," said his mother.
+
+"Why, here is a large fly trying to light on the wheel, and every time his
+legs touch it, it knocks them away. See! See!"
+
+"Yes, but you must not attend to him now. You must listen to my lecture.
+You promised to give your attention to me."
+
+So James and Rollo turned away from the window, and began to listen again.
+
+"I have told you now," said she, "of one kind of playthings--those that
+give pleasure from their _novelty_ only. There is another kind--those that
+give you pleasure by their _use_;--such as a doll, for example."
+
+"How, mother? Is a doll of any _use_?"
+
+"Yes, in one sense; that is, the girl who has it, _uses_ it continually.
+Perhaps she admired the _looks_ of it, the first day it was given to her;
+but then, after that, she can _use_ it in so many ways, that it continues
+to afford her pleasure for a long time. She can dress and undress it, put
+it to bed, make it sit up for company, and do a great many other things
+with it. When she gets tired of playing with it one day, she puts it away,
+and the next day she thinks of something new to do with it, which she
+never thought of before. Now, which should you think the pleasure you
+should obtain from a ball, would arise from, its _novelty_, or its _use_?"
+
+"Its _use_," said the boys.
+
+"Yes," said the mother. "The first sight of a ball would not give you any
+very special pleasure. Its value would consist in the pleasure you would
+take in playing with it.
+
+"Now, it is generally best to buy such playthings as you can use a great
+many times, and in a great many ways; such as a top, a ball, a knife, a
+wheelbarrow. But things that please you only by their _novelty_, will soon
+lose all their power to give you pleasure, and be good for nothing to you.
+Such, for instance, as jumping men, and witches, and funny little images.
+Children are very often deceived in buying their playthings; for those
+things which please by their novelty only, usually please them very much
+for a few minutes, while they are in the shop, and see them for the first
+time; while those things which would last a long time, do not give them
+much pleasure at first.
+
+"There is another kind of playthings I want to tell you about a little,
+and then my lecture will be done. I mean playthings which give _you_
+pleasure, but give _other persons_ pain. A drum and a whistle, for
+example, are disagreeable to other persons; and children, therefore, ought
+not to choose them, unless they have a place to go to, to play with them,
+which will be out of hearing. I have known boys to buy masks to frighten
+other children with, and bows and arrows, which sometimes are the means of
+putting out children's eyes. So you must consider, when you are choosing
+playthings, first, whether the pleasure they will give you will be from
+the _novelty_ or the _use_; and, secondly, whether, in giving _you_
+pleasure, they will give _any other persons_ pain.
+
+"This is the end of the lecture. Now you may rest a little, and look
+about, and then I will tell you a short story."
+
+
+
+
+The Young Drivers.
+
+
+They came, about this time, to the foot of a long hill, and Jonas said he
+believed that he would get out and walk up, and he said James might drive
+the horse. So he put the reins into James's hands, and jumped out. Rollo
+climbed over the seat, and sat by his side. Presently James saw a large
+stone in the road, and he asked Rollo to see how well he could drive round
+it; for as the horse was going, he would have carried one wheel directly
+over it. So he pulled one of the reins, and turned the horse away; but he
+contrived to turn him out just far enough to make the _other_ wheel go
+over the stone. Rollo laughed, and asked him to let him try the next time;
+and James gave him the reins; but there was no other stone till they got
+up to the top of the hill.
+
+Then James said that Rollo might ride on the front seat now, and when
+Jonas got in, he climbed back to the back seat, and took his place by the
+side of Rollo's mother.
+
+"Come, mother," then said Rollo, "we are rested enough now: please to
+begin the story."
+
+"Very well, if you are all ready."
+
+So she began as follows:--
+
+
+
+    The Story of Shallow, Selfish, and Wise.
+
+
+    Once there were three boys going into town to buy some playthings:
+    their names were Shallow, Selfish, and Wise. Each had half a
+    dollar. Shallow carried his in his hand, tossing it up in the air,
+    and catching it, as he went along. Selfish kept teasing his mother
+    to give him some more money: half a dollar, he said, was not
+    enough. Wise walked along quietly, with his cash safe in his
+    pocket.
+
+    Presently Shallow missed catching his half dollar, and--chink--it
+    went, on the sidewalk, and it rolled along down into a crack under
+    a building. Then he began to cry. Selfish stood by, holding his
+    own money tight in his hands, and said he did not pity Shallow at
+    all; it was good enough for him; he had no business to be tossing
+    it up. Wise came up, and tried to get the money out with a stick,
+    but he could not. He told Shallow not to cry; said he was sorry he
+    had lost his money, and that he would give him half of his, as
+    soon as they could get it changed at the shop.
+
+    So they walked along to the toy-shop.
+
+    Their mother said that each one might choose his own plaything; so
+    they began to look around on the counter and shelves.
+
+    After a while, Shallow began to laugh very loud and heartily at
+    something he found. It was an image of a grinning monkey. It
+    looked very droll indeed. Shallow asked Wise to come and see. Wise
+    laughed at it too, but said he should not want to buy it, as he
+    thought he should soon get tired of laughing at any thing, if it
+    was ever so droll.
+
+    Shallow was sure that he should never get tired of laughing at so
+    very droll a thing as the grinning monkey; and he decided to buy
+    it, if Wise would give him half of his money; and so Wise did.
+
+    Selfish found a rattle, a large, noisy rattle, and went to
+    springing it until they were all tired of hearing the noise.
+
+    "I think I shall buy this," said he. "I can make believe that
+    there is a fire, and can run about springing my rattle, and
+    crying, 'Fire! Fire!' or I can play that a thief is breaking into
+    a store, and can rattle my rattle at him, and call out, 'Stop
+    thief!' "
+
+    "But that will disturb all the people in the house," said Wise.
+
+    "What care I for that?" said Selfish.
+
+    Selfish found that the price of his rattle was not so much as the
+    half dollar; so he laid out the rest of it in cake, and sat down
+    on a box, and began to eat it.
+
+    Wise passed by all the images and gaudy toys, only good to look at
+    a few times, and chose a soft ball, and finding that that did not
+    take all of his half of the money, he purchased a little morocco
+    box with an inkstand, some wafers, and one or two short pens in
+    it. Shallow told him that was not a plaything; it was only fit for
+    a school; and as to his ball, he did not think much of that.
+
+    Wise said he thought they could all play with the ball a great
+    many times, and he thought, too, that he should like his little
+    inkstand rainy days and winter evenings.
+
+    So the boys walked along home. Shallow stopped every moment to
+    laugh at his monkey, and Selfish to spring his rattle; and they
+    looked with contempt on Wise's ball, which he carried quietly in
+    one hand, and his box done up in brown paper in the other.
+
+    When they got home, Shallow ran in to show his monkey. The people
+    smiled a little, but did not take much notice of it; and, in fact,
+    it did not look half so funny, even to himself, as it did in the
+    shop. In a short time, it did not make him laugh at all, and then
+    he was vexed and angry with it. He said he meant to go and throw
+    the ugly old baboon away; he was tired of seeing that same old
+    grin on his face all the time. So he went and threw it over the
+    wall.
+
+    Selfish ate his cake up, on his way home. He would not give his
+    brothers any, for he said they had had their money as well as he.
+    When he got home, he went about the house, up and down, through
+    parlor and chamber, kitchen and shed, springing his rattle, and
+    calling out, "Stop thief! Stop thief!" or "Fire! Fire!" Every body
+    got tired, and asked him to be still; but he did not mind, until,
+    at last, his father took his rattle away from him, and put it up
+    on a high shelf.
+
+    Then Selfish and Shallow went out and found Wise playing
+    beautifully with his ball in the yard; and he invited them to play
+    with him. They would toss it up against the wall, and learn to
+    catch it when it came down; and then they made some bat-sticks,
+    and knocked it back and forth to one another, about the yard. The
+    more they played with the ball, the more they liked it, and, as
+    Wise was always very careful not to play near any holes, and to
+    put it away safe when he had done with it, he kept it a long time,
+    and gave them pleasure a great many times all summer long.
+
+    And then his inkstand box was a great treasure. He would get it
+    out in the long winter evenings, and lend Selfish and Shallow,
+    each, one of his pens; and they would all sit at the table, and
+    make pictures, and write little letters, and seal them with small
+    bits of the wafers. In fact, Wise kept his inkstand box safe till
+    he grew up to be a man.
+
+    That is the end of the story.
+
+
+
+
+The Toy-Shop.
+
+
+"I wish I could get an inkstand box," said Rollo, when the story was
+finished.
+
+"I think he was very foolish to throw away his grinning monkey," said
+James, "I wish I could see a grinning monkey."
+
+They continued talking about this story some time, and at length they drew
+nigh to the city. They drove to a stable, where Jonas had the horse put
+up, and then they all walked on in search of a toy-shop.
+
+They passed along through one or two streets, walking very slowly, so that
+the boys might look at the pictures and curious things in the shop
+windows. At length they came to a toy-shop, and all went in.
+
+They saw at once a great number and variety of playthings exhibited to
+view. All around the floor were arranged horses on wheels, little carts,
+wagons, and baskets. The counter had a great variety of images and
+figures,--birds that would peep, and dogs that would bark, and drummers
+that would drum--all by just turning a little handle. Then the shelves and
+the window were filled with all sorts of boxes, and whips, and puzzles,
+and tea-sets, and dolls, dressed and not dressed. There were bows and
+arrows, and darts, and jumping ropes, and glass dogs, and little
+rocking-horses, and a thousand other things.
+
+When the boys first came in, there was a little girl standing by the
+counter with a small slate in her hand. She looked like a poor girl,
+though she was neat and tidy in her dress. She was talking with the
+shopman about the slate.
+
+"Don't you think," said she, "you could let me have it for ten cents?"
+
+"No," said he, "I could not afford it for less than fifteen. It cost me
+more than ten."
+
+The little girl laid the slate down, and looked disappointed and sad.
+Rollo's mother came up to her, took up the slate, and said,
+
+"I should think you had better give him fifteen cents. It is a very good
+slate. It is worth as much as that, certainly."
+
+"Yes, madam, so I tell her," said the shopman.
+
+"But I have not got but ten cents," said the little girl.
+
+"Have not you?" said Rollo's mother. She stood still thinking a moment,
+and then she asked the little girl what her name was.
+
+She said it was Maria.
+
+She asked her what she wanted the slate for; and Maria said it was to do
+sums on, at school. She wanted to study arithmetic, and could not do so
+without a slate.
+
+Jonas then came forward, and said that he should like to give her five
+cents of Georgie's money, and that, with the ten she had, would be enough.
+He said that Georgie had given him authority to do what he thought best
+with his money, and he knew, if Georgie was here, he would wish to help
+the little girl.
+
+Rollo and James were both sorry they had not thought of it themselves;
+and, as soon as Jonas mentioned it, they wanted to give some of their
+money to the girl; but Jonas said he knew that Georgie would prefer to do
+it. At last, however, it was agreed that Rollo and James should furnish
+one cent each, and Georgie the rest. This was all agreed upon after a low
+conversation by themselves in a corner of the store; and then Jonas came
+forward, and told the shopman that they were going to pay the additional
+five cents, and that he might let the girl have the slate. So Jonas paid
+the money, and it was agreed that Rollo and James should pay him back
+their share, when they got their money changed. The boys were very much
+pleased to see the little girl go away so happy with her slate in her
+hand. It was neatly done up in paper, with two pencils which the shopman
+gave her, done up inside.
+
+After Maria was gone, the boys looked around the shop, but could not find
+any thing which exactly pleased them; or at least they could not find any
+thing which pleased them so much more than any thing else, that they could
+decide in favor of it. So they concluded to walk along, and look at
+another shop.
+
+They succeeded at last in finding some playthings that they liked, and
+Jonas bought a variety of useful things for Georgie. On their way home,
+the carryall stopped at the house where Lucy lived and Rollo's mother left
+him and James there, to show Lucy their playthings.
+
+One of the things they bought was a little boat with two sails, and they
+went down behind the house to sail it. The other playthings and books they
+carried down too, and had a fine time playing with them, with Lucy and
+another little girl who was visiting her that afternoon.
+
+
+
+
+
+                  -------------------------------------
+
+
+
+
+
+THE ROLLO SERIES
+
+IS COMPOSED OF FOURTEEN VOLUMES, VIZ.
+
+      Rollo Learning to Talk.
+      Rollo Learning to Read.
+      Rollo at Work.
+      Rollo at Play.
+      Rollo at School.
+      Rollo's Vacation.
+      Rollo's Experiments.
+      Rollo's Museum.
+      Rollo's Travels.
+      Rollo's Correspondence.
+      Rollo's Philosophy--Water.
+      Rollo's Philosophy--Air.
+      Rollo's Philosophy--Fire.
+      Rollo's Philosophy--Sky.
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+***FINIS***
+
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+<div rend="boxed; shaded;">
+<p>Transcriber's Notes:</p>
+
+<p>The original print starts with a list of novels from the <q>Rollo series</q>.
+This information has been moved to the back of the book.</p>
+
+<p>Unusual spellings that are used consistently have been kept as they were
+found in the source. Some punctuation errors have been corrected
+silently. All other corrections are declared in the TEI master file,
+using the usual TEI elements for corrections.</p>
+
+<p>In particular, four asterisks that appear to be footnote marks without a
+corresponding footnote have been deleted.</p>
+
+</div>
+
+<div rend='page-break-before: right'>
+  <p rend='title'>The</p>
+  <p rend='title-xx'>Rollo Books</p>
+  <p rend='title'>by</p>
+  <p rend='title-x'>Jacob Abbott</p>
+  
+<pgIf output='txt'>
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+<p>[Illustration: The Rollo Books by Jacob Abbott. Boston, Phillips, Sampson, 
+&amp; Co.]</p>
+</then>
+<else>
+<p><figure url='images/i003.jpg'>
+<head>The Rollo Books by Jacob Abbott. Boston, Phillips, Sampson, &amp; 
+Co.</head>
+<figDesc>The Rollo Books by Jacob Abbott. Boston, Phillips, Sampson, &amp; 
+Co.</figDesc>
+</figure></p>
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+    
+  <p rend='title'>Boston, Phillips, Sampson, &amp; Co.</p>
+  
+  <milestone unit='tb' rend='rule:50%'/>
+  
+  <p rend='title-xx'>Rollo At Work</p>
+  <p rend='title'>Or</p>
+  <p rend='title-x'>The Way to Be Industrious</p>
+  
+  <milestone unit='tb' rend='rule:50%'/>
+
+</div>
+
+
+<div>
+<head>Notice to Parents.</head>
+
+<p>Although this little work, and its fellow, <q><hi rend='smallcaps'>Rollo At 
+Play</hi>,</q> are intended
+principally as a means of entertainment for their little readers, it is
+hoped by the writer that they may aid in accomplishing some of the
+following useful purposes:&mdash;</p>
+
+<p>1. In cultivating <hi rend='italic'>the thinking powers</hi>; as frequent 
+occasions occur, in
+which the incidents of the narrative, and the conversations arising from
+them, are intended to awaken and engage the reasoning and reflective
+faculties of the little readers.</p>
+
+<p>2. In promoting the progress of children <hi rend='italic'>in reading</hi> 
+and in knowledge
+of language; for the diction of the stories is intended to be often in
+advance of the natural language of the reader, and yet so used as to be
+explained by the connection.</p>
+
+<p>3. In cultivating the <hi rend='italic'>amiable and gentle qualities of the 
+heart</hi>. The
+scenes are laid in quiet and virtuous life, and the character and
+conduct described are generally&mdash;with the exception of some of the
+ordinary exhibitions of childish folly&mdash;character and conduct to be
+imitated; for it is generally better, in dealing with children, to
+allure them to what is right by agreeable pictures of it, than to
+attempt to drive them to it by repulsive delineations of what is wrong.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div>
+  <head>Contents</head>
+  <divGen type='toc' />
+</div>
+
+<div>
+  <head>Engravings</head>
+  <divGen type='figlist' />
+</div>
+
+</front>
+
+<body>
+
+<pgIf output='txt'>
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+<p>[Illustration: Rollo Digging Holes in the Ground.]
+<index index='figlist' level1='Rollo Digging Holes in the Ground.'/></p>
+</then>
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+<p><figure url='images/i009.jpg'>
+<index index='figlist' level1='Rollo Digging Holes in the Ground.'/>
+<head>Rollo Digging Holes in the Ground.</head>
+<figDesc>Rollo Digging Holes in the Ground.</figDesc>
+</figure></p>
+</else>
+</pgIf>
+
+<!-- Story -->
+<div rend='story'>
+
+<index index='toc' level1='Story 1. Labor Lost'/>
+<index index='pdf' />
+<head>Labor Lost.</head>
+
+<!-- Section -->
+<div>
+<pb n='7'/>
+<index index='toc' />
+<index index='pdf' />
+<head>Elky.</head>
+
+<p>When Rollo was between five and six years old, he was one day at work in
+his little garden, planting some beans. His father had given him a
+little square bed in a corner of the garden, which he had planted with
+corn two days before. He watched his corn impatiently for two days, and,
+as it did not come up, he thought he would plant it again with beans. He
+ought to have waited longer.</p>
+
+<p>He was sitting on a little cricket, digging holes in the ground, when he
+heard a sudden noise. He started up, and saw a strange, monstrous head
+looking at him over the garden wall. He jumped up, <pb n='8'/>and ran as fast as
+he could towards the house.</p>
+
+<p>It happened that Jonas, the boy, was at that time at work in the yard,
+cutting wood, and he called out, <q>What is the matter, Rollo?</q></p>
+
+<p>Rollo had just looked round, and seeing that the head remained still
+where it was, he was a little ashamed of his fears; so at first he did
+not answer, but walked along towards Jonas.</p>
+
+<p><q>That's the colt,</q> said Jonas; <q>should not you like to go and see 
+him?</q></p>
+
+<p>Rollo looked round again, and true enough, it was a small horse's head
+that was over the wall. It looked smaller now than it did when he first
+saw it.</p>
+
+<p>Now there was behind the garden a green field, with scattered trees upon
+it, and a thick wood at the farther side. Jonas took Rollo by the hand,
+and led him back into the garden, towards the colt. The colt took his
+head back over the fence as they approached, and walked away. He was now
+afraid of Rollo. Jonas and Rollo climbed up upon a stile which was built
+there against the fence, and saw the colt trotting away slowly <pb n='9'/>down
+towards the wood, looking back at Rollo and Jonas, by bending his head
+every minute, first on one side, and then on the other.</p>
+
+<p><q>There comes father,</q> said Rollo.</p>
+
+<p>Jonas looked and saw Rollo's father coming out of the wood, leading a
+horse. The colt and the horse had been feeding together in the field,
+and Rollo's father had caught the horse, for he wanted to take a ride.
+Rollo's father had a little basket in his hand, and when he saw the colt
+coming towards him, he held it up and called him, <q><hi rend='italic'>Elky, 
+Elky, Elky,
+Elky</hi>,</q> for the colt's name was Elkin, though they often called him
+Elky. Elkin walked slowly up to the basket, and put his nose in it. He
+found that there were some oats in it; and Rollo's father poured them
+out on the grass, and then stood by, patting Elky's head and neck while
+he ate them.<del>*</del> Rollo thought his head looked beautifully; he 
+wondered how
+he could have been afraid of it.</p>
+
+<p>Rollo's father led the horse across the field, through a gate, into a
+green lane <pb n='10'/>which led along the side of the garden towards the house;
+and Rollo said he would run round into the lane and meet him. So he
+jumped off of the stile, and ran up the garden, and Jonas followed him,
+and went back to his work.</p>
+
+<p>Rollo ran round to meet his father, who was coming up the green lane,
+leading the horse with a rope round his neck.</p>
+
+<p><q>Father,</q> said Rollo, <q>could you put me on?</q></p>
+
+<p>His father smiled, and lifted Rollo up carefully, and placed him on the
+horse's back. Then he walked slowly along.</p>
+
+<p><q>Father,</q> said Rollo, <q>are you going away?</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Yes,</q> said he, <q>I am going to ride away in the wagon.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Why did not you catch Elky, and let him draw you?</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Elky? O, Elky is not old enough to work.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Not old enough to work!</q> said Rollo, <q>Why, he is pretty big. He is
+almost as big as the horse. I should think he could draw you alone in
+the wagon.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Perhaps he is strong enough for that; but Elky has never learned to
+work yet.</q></p>
+
+<p><pb n='11'/><q>Never learned!</q> said Rollo, in great surprise. <q>Do
+horses 
+have to <hi rend='italic'>learn</hi> to work? Why, they have nothing to do but 
+to pull.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Why, suppose,</q> said his father, <q>that he should dart off at once as
+soon as he is harnessed, and pull with all his strength, and furiously.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>O, he must not do so: he must pull gently and slowly.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Well, suppose he pulls gently a minute, and then stops and looks round,
+and then I tell him to go on, and he pulls a minute again, and then
+stops and looks round.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>O no,</q> said Rollo, laughing, <q>he must not do so; he must keep pulling
+steadily all the time.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Yes, so you see he has something more to do than merely to pull; he
+must pull right, and he must be taught to do this. Besides, he must
+learn to obey all my various commands. Why, a horse needs to be taught
+to work as much as a boy.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Why, father, I can work; and I have never been taught.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>O no,</q> said his father, smiling, <q>you cannot work.</q></p>
+
+<p><pb n='12'/><q>I can plant beans,</q> said Rollo.</p>
+
+<p>Just then, Rollo, who was all this time riding on the horse, looked down
+from his high seat into a little bush by the side of the road, and saw
+there a little bunch that looked like a birdsnest; and he said, <q>O,
+father, please to take me down; I want to look at that birdsnest.</q></p>
+
+<p>His father knew that he would not hurt the birdsnest; so he took him off
+of the horse, and put him on the ground. Then he walked on with the
+horse, and Rollo turned back to see the nest. He climbed up upon a log
+that lay by the side of the bush, and then gently opened the branches
+and looked in. Four little, unfledged birds lifted up their heads, and
+opened their mouths wide. They heard the noise which Rollo made, and
+thought it was their mother come to feed them.</p>
+
+<p><q>Ah, you little dickeys,</q> said Rollo; <q>hungry, are you? 
+<hi rend='italic'>I</hi> have not got any thing for you to eat.</q></p>
+
+<p>Rollo looked at them a little while, and then slowly got down and walked
+along up the lane, saying to himself, <q><hi rend='italic'>They</hi> are not
+big 
+enough to work, at any rate, but <hi rend='italic'>I</hi> am, I know, and I do 
+not believe but that <hi rend='italic'>Elky</hi> is.</q></p>
+</div>
+
+<!-- Section -->
+<div>
+<pb n='13'/>
+<index index='toc' />
+<index index='pdf' />
+<head>Preparations.</head>
+
+<p>When Rollo got back into the yard, he found his father just getting into
+the wagon to go away. Jonas stood by the horse, having just finished
+harnessing him.</p>
+
+<p><q>Father,</q> said Rollo, <q>I can work. You thought I could not work, but I
+can. I am going to work to-day while you are gone.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Are you?</q> said his father. <q>Very well; I should be glad to have
+you.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>What should you like to have me do?</q> asked Rollo.</p>
+
+<p><q>O, you may pick up chips, or pile that short wood in the shed. But
+stand back from the wheel, for I am going to start now.</q></p>
+
+<p>So Rollo stood back, and his father drew up the reins which Jonas had
+just put into his hands, and guided the horse slowly and carefully out
+of the yard. Rollo ran along behind the wagon as far as the gate, to see
+his father go off, and stood there a few minutes, watching him as he
+rode along, until he disappeared at <pb n='14'/>a turn in the road. He then came
+back to the yard, and sat down on a log by the side of Jonas, who was
+busily at work mending the wheelbarrow.</p>
+
+<p>Rollo sat singing to himself for some time, and then he said,</p>
+
+<p><q>Jonas, father thinks I am not big enough to work; don't you think I
+am?</q></p>
+
+<p><q>I don't know,</q> said Jonas, hesitating. <q>You do not seem to be very
+industrious just now.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>O, I am resting now,</q> said Rollo; <q>I am going to work pretty
+soon.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>What are you resting from?</q> said Jonas.</p>
+
+<p><q>O, I am resting because I am tired.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>What are you tired of?</q> said Jonas. <q>What have you been
+doing?</q></p>
+
+<p>Rollo had no answer at hand, for he had not been doing any thing at all.
+The truth was, it was pleasanter for him to sit on the log and sing, and
+see Jonas mend the wheelbarrow, than to go to work himself; and he
+mistook that feeling for being tired. Boys often do so when they are set
+to work.</p>
+
+<p>Rollo, finding that he had no excuse for sitting there any longer,
+presently got up, <pb n='15'/>and sauntered along towards the house, saying that
+he
+was going to work, picking up chips.</p>
+
+<p>Now there was, in a certain corner of the yard, a considerable space
+covered with chips, which were the ones that Rollo had to pick up. He
+knew that his father wished to have them put into a kind of a bin in the
+shed, called the <hi rend='italic'>chip-bin</hi>. So he went into the house for
+a basket.</p>
+
+<p>He found his mother busy; and she said she could not go and get a basket
+for him; but she told him the chip-basket was probably in its place in
+the shed, and he might go and get that.</p>
+
+<p><q>But,</q> said Rollo, <q>that is too large. I cannot lift that great basket
+full of chips.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>You need not fill it full then,</q> said his mother. <q>Put in just as
+many
+as you can easily carry.</q></p>
+
+<p>Rollo still objected, saying that he wanted her very much to go and get
+a smaller one. He could not work without a smaller one.</p>
+
+<p><q>Very well,</q> said she, <q>I would rather that you should not work then.
+The in<pb n='16'/>terruption to me to get up now, and go to look for a smaller
+basket, will be greater than all the good you will do in picking up
+chips.</q></p>
+
+<p>Rollo then told her that his father wanted him to work, and he related
+to her all the conversation they had had. She then thought that she had
+better do all in her power to give Rollo a fair experiment; so she left
+her work, went down, got him a basket which he said was just big enough,
+and left him at the door, going out to his work in the yard.</p>
+</div>
+
+<!-- Section -->
+<div>
+<index index='toc' />
+<index index='pdf' />
+<head>A Bad Beginning.</head>
+
+<p>Rollo sat down on the chips, and began picking them up, all around him,
+and throwing them into his basket. He soon filled it up, and then lugged
+it in, emptied it into the chip-bin, and then returned, and began to
+fill it again.</p>
+
+<p>He had not got his basket more than half full the second time, before he
+came upon some very large chips, which were so square and flat, that he
+thought they would be good to build houses with. He <pb n='17'/>thought he would
+just try them a little, and began to stand them up in such a manner as
+to make the four walls of a house. He found, however, an unexpected
+difficulty; for although the chips were large and square, yet the edges
+were so sharp that they would not stand up very well.</p>
+
+<p>Some time was spent in trying experiments with them in various ways; but
+he could not succeed very well; so he began again industriously to put
+them into his basket.</p>
+
+<p>When he got the basket nearly full, the second time, he thought he was
+tired, and that it would be a good plan to take a little time for rest;
+and he would go and see Jonas a little while.</p>
+
+<p>Now his various interruptions and delays, his conversation with his
+mother, the delay in getting the basket, and his house-building, had
+occupied considerable time; so that, when he went back to Jonas, it was
+full half an hour from the time when he left him; and he found that
+Jonas had finished mending the wheelbarrow, and had put it in its place,
+and was just going away himself into the field.</p>
+
+<p><pb n='18'/><q>Well, Rollo,</q> said he, <q>how do you get along with your
+work?</q></p>
+
+<p><q>O, very well,</q> said Rollo; <q>I have been picking up chips all the time
+since I went away from you.</q></p>
+
+<p>Rollo did not mean to tell a falsehood. But he was not aware how much of
+his time he had idled away.</p>
+
+<p><q>And how many have you got in?</q> said Jonas.</p>
+
+<p><q>Guess,</q> said Rollo.</p>
+
+<p><q>Six baskets full,</q> said Jonas.</p>
+
+<p><q>No,</q> said Rollo.</p>
+
+<p><q>Eight.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>No; not so many.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>How many, then?</q> said Jonas, who began to be tired of guessing.</p>
+
+<p><q>Two; that is, I have got one in, and the other is almost full.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Only two?</q> said Jonas. <q>Then you cannot have worked very steadily.
+Come
+here and I will show you how to work.</q></p>
+</div>
+
+<!-- Section -->
+<div>
+<index index='toc' />
+<index index='pdf' />
+<head>What Rollo Might Do.</head>
+
+<p>So Jonas walked along to the chips, and asked Rollo to fill up that
+basket, and <pb n='19'/>carry it, and then come back, and he would tell him.</p>
+
+<p>So Rollo filled up the basket, carried it to the bin, and came back very
+soon. Jonas told him then to fill it up again as full as it was before.</p>
+
+<p><q>There,</q> said Jonas, when it was done, <q>now it is as full as the other
+was, and I should think you have been less than two minutes in doing it.
+We will call it two minutes. Two minutes for each basket full would make
+thirty baskets full in an hour. Now, I don't think there are more than
+thirty baskets full in all; so that, if you work steadily, but without
+hurrying any, you would get them all in in an hour.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>In an hour?</q> said Rollo. <q>Could I get them all in in an hour?</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Yes,</q> said Jonas, <q>I have no doubt you can. But you must not hurry
+and
+get tired out. Work moderately, but <hi rend='italic'>steadily</hi>;&mdash;that
+is the way.</q></p>
+
+<p>So Jonas went to the field, leaving Rollo to go on with his thirty
+baskets. Rollo thought it would be a fine thing to get the chips all in
+before his father should come home, and he went to work very busily
+filling his basket the third time.</p>
+
+<p><pb n='20'/><q>I can do it quicker,</q> said he to himself. <q>I can fill the
+basket a
+great deal faster than that. I will get it all done in half an hour.</q></p>
+
+<p>So he began to throw in the chips as fast as possible, taking up very
+large ones too, and tossing them in in any way. Now it happened that he
+did fill it this time very quick; for the basket being small, and the
+chips that he now selected very large, they did not pack well, but lay
+up in every direction, so as apparently to fill up the basket quite
+full, when, in fact, there were great empty spaces in it; and when he
+took it up to carry it, it felt very light, because it was in great part
+empty.</p>
+
+<p>He ran along with it, forgetting Jonas's advice not to hurry, and
+thinking that the reason why it seemed so light was because he was so
+strong. When he got to the coal-bin, the chips would not come out
+easily. They were so large that they had got wedged between the sides of
+the basket, and he had hard work to get them out.</p>
+
+<p>This fretted him, and cooled his ardor somewhat; he walked back rather
+slowly, and began again to fill his basket.</p>
+</div>
+
+<!-- Section -->
+<div>
+<pb n='21'/>
+<index index='toc' />
+<index index='pdf' />
+<head>A New Plan.</head>
+
+<p>Before he had got many chips in it, however, he happened to think that
+the wheelbarrow would be a better thing to get them in with. They would
+not stick in that as they did in the basket. <q>Men always use a
+wheelbarrow,</q> he said to himself, <q>and why should not I?</q></p>
+
+<p>So he turned the chips out of his basket, thus losing so much labor, and
+went after the wheelbarrow. He spent some time in looking to see how
+Jonas had mended it, and then he attempted to wheel it along to the
+chips. He found it quite heavy; but he contrived to get it along, and
+after losing considerable time in various delays, he at last had it
+fairly on the ground, and began to fill it.</p>
+
+<p>He found that the chips would go into the wheelbarrow beautifully, and
+he was quite pleased with his own ingenuity in thinking of it. He
+thought he would take a noble load, and so he filled it almost full, but
+it took a long time to do it, for the wheelbarrow was so large that he
+got tired, and stopped several times to rest.</p>
+
+<p><pb n='22'/>When, at length, it was full, he took hold of the handles, and
+lifted
+away upon it. He found it very heavy. He made another desperate effort,
+and succeeded in raising it from the ground a little; but unluckily, as
+wheelbarrows are very apt to do when the load is too heavy for the
+workman, it tipped down to one side, and, though Rollo exerted all his
+strength to save it, it was in vain.</p>
+
+<pgIf output='txt'>
+<then>
+<p>[Illustration: Too Heavy.]
+<index index='figlist' level1='Too Heavy.' /></p>
+</then>
+<else>
+<p><figure url='images/i025.jpg'>
+<index index='figlist' level1='Too Heavy.' />
+<head>Too Heavy.</head>
+<figDesc>Too Heavy.</figDesc>
+</figure></p>
+</else>
+</pgIf>
+
+<p><pb n='23'/>Over went the wheelbarrow, and about half of the chips were
+poured out
+upon the ground again.</p>
+
+<p><q>O dear me!</q> said Rollo; <q>I wish this wheelbarrow was not so
+heavy.</q></p>
+
+<p>He sat down on the side of the wheelbarrow for a time in despair. He had
+a great mind to give up work for that day. He thought he had done
+enough; he was tired. But, then, when he reflected that he had only got
+in three small baskets of chips, and that his father would see that it
+was really true, as he had supposed, that Rollo could not work, he felt
+a little ashamed to stop.</p>
+
+<p>So he tipped the wheelbarrow back, which he could easily do now that the
+load was half out, and thought he would wheel those along, and take the
+rest next time.</p>
+
+<p>By great exertions he contrived to stagger along a little way with this
+load, until presently the wheel settled into a little low place in the
+path, and he could not move it any farther. This worried and troubled
+him again. He tried to draw the wheelbarrow back, as he had often seen
+Jonas do in similar cases, but in vain. It would not move back or
+forwards. <pb n='24'/>Then he went round to the wheel, and pulled upon that; but
+it
+would not do. The wheel held its place immovably.</p>
+
+<p>Rollo sat down on the grass a minute or two, wishing that he had not
+touched the wheelbarrow. It was unwise for him to have left his basket,
+his regular and proper mode of carrying the chips, to try experiments
+with the wheelbarrow, which he was not at all accustomed to. And now the
+proper course for him to have taken, would have been to leave the
+wheelbarrow where it was, go and get the basket, take out the chips from
+the wheelbarrow, and carry them, a basket full at a time, to the bin,
+then take the wheelbarrow to its place, and go on with his work in the
+way he began.</p>
+
+<p>But Rollo, like all other boys who have not learned to work, was more
+inclined to get somebody to help him do what was beyond his own
+strength, than to go quietly on alone in doing what he himself was able
+to do. So he left the wheelbarrow, and went into the house to try to
+find somebody to help him.</p>
+
+<p>He came first into the kitchen, where Mary was at work getting dinner,
+and he <pb n='25'/>asked her to come out and help him get his wheelbarrow out of
+a
+hole. Mary said she could not come then, but, if he would wait a few
+minutes, she would. Rollo could not wait, but went off in pursuit of his
+mother.</p>
+
+<p><q>Mother,</q> said he, as he opened the door into her chamber, <q>could not
+you come out and help me get my wheelbarrow along?</q></p>
+
+<p><q>What wheelbarrow?</q> said his mother.</p>
+
+<p><q>Why, the great wheelbarrow. I am wheeling chips in it, and I cannot get
+it along.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>I thought you were picking up chips in the basket I got for you.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Yes, mother, I did a little while; but I thought I could get them along
+faster with the wheelbarrow.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>And, instead of that, it seems you cannot get them along at all.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Why, mother, it is only one little place. It is in a little hole. If I
+could only get it out of that little hole, it would go very well.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>But it seems to me you are not a very profitable workman, Rollo, after
+all. You wanted me very much to go and get you <pb n='26'/>a small basket,
+because
+the common basket was too large and heavy; so I left my work, and went
+and got it for you. But you soon lay it aside, and go, of your own
+accord, and get something heavier than the common chip-basket, a great
+deal. And now I must leave my work and go down and wheel it along for
+you.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Only this once, mother. If you can get it out of this hole for me, I
+will be careful not to let it get in again.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Well,</q> said his mother at length, <q>I will go. Though the common way
+with wagoners, when they get their loads into difficulty, is to throw a
+part off until they lighten it sufficiently, and then go on. I will go
+this time; but if you get into difficulty again, you must get out
+yourself.</q></p>
+
+<p>So Rollo and his mother went down together, and she took hold of the
+wheelbarrow, and soon got it out. She advised Rollo not to use the
+wheelbarrow, but to return to his basket, but yet wished him to do just
+as he thought best himself.</p>
+
+<p>When she had returned to the house, Rollo went on with his load, slowly
+and with great difficulty. He succeeded, however, in working it along
+until he came to <pb n='27'/>the edge of the platform which was before the shed
+door, where he was to carry in his chips. Here, of course, he was at a
+complete stand, as he could not get the wheel up such a high step; so he
+sat down on the edge of the platform, not knowing what to do next.</p>
+
+<p>He could not go to his mother, for she had told him that she could not
+help him again; so, on the whole, he concluded that he would not pick up
+chips any more; he would pile the wood. He recollected that his father
+had told him that he might either pick up chips or pile wood; and the
+last, he thought, would be much easier.</p>
+
+<p><q>I shall not have any thing to carry or to wheel at all,</q> said he to
+himself, <q>and so I shall not have any of these difficulties.</q></p>
+
+<p>So he left his wheelbarrow where it was, at the edge of the platform,
+intending to ask Jonas to get it up for him when he should come home. He
+went into the shed, and began to pile up the wood.</p>
+
+<p>It was some very short, small wood, prepared for a stove in his mother's
+chamber, and he knew where his father wanted to have it piled&mdash;back
+against the side of <pb n='28'/>the shed, near where the wood was lying Jonas
+had
+thrown it down there in a heap as he had sawed and split it.</p>
+</div>
+
+<!-- Section -->
+<div>
+<index index='toc' />
+<index index='pdf' />
+<head>Hirrup! Hirrup!</head>
+
+<p>He began to lay the wood regularly upon the ground where his pile was to
+be, and for a few minutes went on very prosperously. But presently he
+heard a great trampling in the street, and ran out to see what it was,
+and found that it was a large herd of cattle driving by&mdash;oxen and cows,
+and large and small calves. They filled the whole road as they walked
+slowly along, and Rollo climbed up upon the fence, by the side of the
+gate, to look at them. He was much amused to see so large a herd, and he
+watched all their motions. Some stopped to eat by the road side; some
+tried to run off down the lane, but were driven back by boys with long
+whips, who ran after them. Others would stand still in the middle of the
+road and bellow, and here and there two or three would be seen pushing
+one another with their horns, or running up upon a bank by the road
+side.</p>
+
+<p><pb n='29'/>Presently Rollo heard a commotion among the cattle at a little
+distance,
+and, looking that way, saw that Jonas was in among them, with a stick,
+driving the about, and calling out, <hi rend='smallcaps'>Hirrup! Hirrup!</hi> At
+first he could
+not think what he was doing; but presently he saw that their own cow had
+got in among the others, and Jonas was trying to get her out.</p>
+
+<p>Some of the men who were driving the herd helped him, and they
+succeeded, at length, in getting her away by herself, by the side of the
+road. The rest of the cattle moved slowly on, and when they were fairly
+by, Jonas called out to Rollo to open the gate and then run away.</p>
+
+<p>Rollo did, accordingly, open the gate and run up the yard, and presently
+he saw the cow coming in, with Jonas after her.</p>
+
+<p><q>Jonas,</q> said Rollo, <q>how came our cow in among all those?</q></p>
+
+<p><q>She got out of the pasture somehow,</q> said Jonas, in reply, <q>and I
+must
+go and drive her back. How do you get along with your chips?</q></p>
+
+<p><q>O, not very well. I want you to help me get the wheelbarrow up on the
+platform.</q></p>
+
+<p><pb n='30'/><q>The wheelbarrow!</q> said Jonas. <q>Are you doing it with the
+wheelbarrow?</q></p>
+
+<p><q>No. I am not picking up chips now at all. I am piling wood. I <hi
+rend='italic'>did</hi>
+have the wheelbarrow.</q></p>
+
+<p>In the mean time, the cow walked along through the yard and out of the
+gate into the field, and Jonas said he must go on immediately after her,
+to drive her back into the pasture, and put up the fence, and so he
+could not stop to help Rollo about the chips; but he would just look in
+and see if he was piling the wood right.</p>
+
+<p>He accordingly just stepped a moment to the shed door, and looked at
+Rollo's work. <q>That will do very well,</q> said he; <q>only you must put the
+biggest ends of the sticks outwards, or it will all tumble down.</q></p>
+
+<p>So saying, he turned away, and walked off fast after the cow.</p>
+</div>
+
+<!-- Section -->
+<div>
+<index index='toc' />
+<index index='pdf' />
+<head>An Overturn.</head>
+
+<p>Rollo stood looking at him for some time, wishing that he was going too.
+But <pb n='31'/>he knew that he must not go without his mother's leave, and
+that,
+if he should go in to ask her, Jonas would have gone so far that he
+should not be able to overtake him. So he went back to his wood-pile.</p>
+
+<p>He piled a little more, and as he piled he wondered what Jonas meant by
+telling him to put the largest ends outwards. He took up a stick which
+had a knot on one end, which made that end much the largest, and laid it
+on both ways, first with the knot back against the side of the shed, and
+then with the knot in front, towards himself. He did not see but that
+the stick lay as steadily in one position as in the other.</p>
+
+<p><q>Jonas was mistaken,</q> said he. <q>It is a great deal better to put the
+big
+ends back. Then they are out of sight; all the old knots are hid, and
+the pile looks handsomer in front.</q></p>
+
+<p>So he went on, putting the sticks upon the pile with the biggest ends
+back against the shed. By this means the back side of the pile began
+soon to be the highest, and the wood slanted forward, so that, when it
+was up nearly as high as his head, it leaned forward so as to be quite<pb
+n='32'/>
+unsteady. Rollo could not imagine what made his pile act so. He thought
+he would put on one stick more, and then leave it. But, as he was
+putting on this stick, he found that the whole pile was very unsteady.
+He put his hand upon it, and shook it a little, to see if it was going
+to fall, when he found it was coming down right upon him, and had just
+time to spring back before it fell.</p>
+
+<p>He did not get clear, however; for, as he stepped suddenly back, he
+tumbled over the wood which was lying on the ground, and fell over
+backwards; and a large part of the pile came down upon him.</p>
+
+<p>He screamed out with fright and pain, for he bruised himself a little in
+falling; though the wood which fell upon him was so small and light that
+it did not do much serious injury.</p>
+
+<p>Rollo stopped crying pretty soon, and went into the house; and that
+evening, when his father came home, he went to him, and said,</p>
+
+<p><q>Father, you were right, after all; I <hi rend='italic'>don't</hi> know how
+to work any
+better than Elky.</q></p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+
+<!-- Story -->
+<div rend='story'>
+<pb n='35'/>
+<index index='toc' level1='Story 2. The Two Little Wheelbarrows.' />
+<index index='pdf' />
+<head>The Two Little Wheelbarrows.</head>
+
+<!-- Section -->
+<div>
+<index index='toc' />
+<index index='pdf' />
+<head>Rides.</head>
+
+<p>Rollo often used to ride out with his father and mother. When he was
+quite a small boy, he did not know how to manage so as to get frequent
+rides. He used to keep talking, himself, a great deal, and interrupting
+his father and mother, when they wanted to talk; and if he was tired, he
+would complain, and ask them, again and again, when they should get
+home. Then he was often thirsty, and would tease his father and mother
+for water, in places where there was no water to be got, and then fret
+because he was obliged to wait a little while. In consequence of this,
+his father and mother did not take him very often. When they wanted a
+quiet, still, pleasant ride, they had to leave Rollo behind. A great
+many <pb n='36'/>children act just as Rollo did, and thus deprive themselves of
+a
+great many very pleasant rides.</p>
+
+<p>Rollo observed, however, that his uncle almost always took Lucy with him
+when he went to ride. And one day, when he was playing in the yard where
+Jonas was at work setting out trees, he saw his uncle riding by, with
+another person in the chaise, and Lucy sitting between them on a little
+low seat. Lucy smiled and nodded as she went by; and when she had gone,
+Rollo said,</p>
+
+<p><q>There goes Lucy, taking a ride. Uncle almost always takes her, when he
+goes any where. I wonder why father does not take me as often.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>I know why,</q> said Jonas.</p>
+
+<p><q>What is the reason?</q> said Rollo.</p>
+
+<p><q>Because you are troublesome, and Lucy is not. If I was a boy like you,
+I should manage so as almost always to ride with my father.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Why, what should you do?</q> said Rollo.</p>
+
+<p><q>Why, in the first place, I should never find fault with my seat. I
+should sit exactly where they put me, without any com<pb n='37'/>plaint. Then I
+should not talk much, and I should <hi rend='italic'>never</hi> interrupt them
+when they were
+talking. If I saw any thing on the road that I wanted to ask about, I
+should wait until I had a good opportunity to do it without disturbing
+their conversation; and then, if I wanted any thing to eat or drink, I
+should not ask for it, unless I was in a place where they could easily
+get it for me. Thus I should not be any trouble to them, and so they
+would let me go almost always.</q></p>
+
+<p>Rollo was silent. He began to recollect how much trouble he had given
+his parents, when riding with them, without thinking of it at the time.
+He did not say any thing to Jonas about it, but he secretly resolved to
+try Jonas's experiment the very next time he went to ride.</p>
+
+<p>He did so, and in a very short time his father and mother both perceived
+that there was, some how or other, a great change in his manners. He had
+ceased to be troublesome, and had become quite a pleasant travelling
+companion. And the effect was exactly as Jonas had foretold. His father
+and mother liked very much to have such a still, pleasant little boy
+sitting <pb n='38'/>between them; and at last they began almost to think they
+could
+not have a pleasant ride themselves, unless Rollo was with them.</p>
+
+<p>They used to put a little cricket in, upon the bottom of the chaise, for
+Rollo to sit upon; but this was not very convenient, and so one day
+Rollo's father said that, now Rollo had become so pleasant a boy to ride
+with them, he would have a little seat made on purpose for him. <q>In
+fact,</q> said he, <q>I will take the chaise down to the corporal's to-night,
+and see if he cannot do it for me.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>And may I go with you?</q> said Rollo.</p>
+
+<p><q>Yes,</q> said his father, <q>you may.</q></p>
+
+<p>Rollo was always very much pleased when his father let him go to the
+corporal's.</p>
+</div>
+
+<!-- Section -->
+<div>
+<index index='toc' />
+<index index='pdf' />
+<head>The Corporal's.</head>
+
+<p>But perhaps the reader will like to know who this corporal was that
+Rollo was so desirous of going to see. He was an old soldier, who had
+become disabled in the wars, so that he could not go out to do very hard
+work, but was very ingenious <pb n='39'/>in making and mending things, and he
+had a
+little shop down by the mill, where he used to work.</p>
+
+<p>Rollo often went there with Jonas, to carry a chair to be mended, or to
+get a lock or latch put in order; and sometimes to buy a basket, or a
+rake, or some simple thing that the corporal knew how to make. A
+corporal, you must know, is a kind of an officer in a company. This man
+had been such an officer; and so they always called him the corporal. I
+never knew what his other name was.</p>
+
+<p>That evening Rollo and his father set off in the chaise to go to the
+corporal's. It was not very far. They rode along by some very pleasant
+farm-houses, and came at length to the house where Georgie lived. They
+then went down the hill; but, just before they came to the bridge, they
+turned off among the trees, into a secluded road, which led along the
+bank of the stream. After going on a short distance, they came out into
+a kind of opening among the trees, where a mill came into view, by the
+side of the stream; and opposite to it, across the road, under the
+trees, was the corporal's little shop.</p>
+
+<p><pb n='40'/>The trees hung over the shop, and behind it there was a high
+rocky hill
+almost covered with forest trees. Between the shop and the mill they
+could see the road winding along a little way still farther up the
+stream, until it was lost in the woods.</p>
+
+<pgIf output='txt'>
+<then>
+<p>[Illustration: The Corporal&apos;s]
+<index index='figlist' level1='The Corporal&apos;s.' /></p>
+</then>
+<else>
+<p><figure url='images/i043.jpg'>
+<index index='figlist' level1='The Corporal&apos;s.' />
+<head>The Corporal&apos;s</head>
+<figDesc>The Corporal&apos;s</figDesc>
+</figure></p>
+</else>
+</pgIf>
+
+<p>As soon as Rollo came in sight of the shop, he saw a little wheelbarrow
+standing up by the side of the door. It was just <pb n='41'/>large enough for
+him,
+and he called out for his father to look at it.</p>
+
+<p><q>It is a very pretty little wheelbarrow,</q> said his father.</p>
+
+<p><q>I wish you would buy it for me. How much do you suppose the corporal
+asks for it?</q></p>
+
+<p><q>We will talk with him about it,</q> said his father.</p>
+
+<p>So saying, they drove up to the side of the road near the mill, and
+fastened the horse at a post. Then Rollo clambered down out of the
+chaise, and he and his father walked into the shop.</p>
+
+<p>They found the corporal busily at work mending a chair-bottom. Rollo
+stood by, much pleased to see him weave in the flags, while his father
+explained to the corporal that he wanted a small seat made in front, in
+his chaise.</p>
+
+<p><q>I do not know whether you can do it, or not,</q> said he.</p>
+
+<p><q>What sort of a seat do you want?</q></p>
+
+<p><q>I thought,</q> said he, <q>that you might make a little seat, with two
+legs
+to it in front, and then fasten the back side of it to the front of the
+chaise-box.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Yes,</q> said the corporal, <q>that will do <pb n='42'/>I think; but I
+must have a
+little blacksmith work to fasten the seat properly behind, so that you
+can slip it out when you are not using it. Let us go and see.</q></p>
+
+<p>So the corporal rose to go out and see the chaise, and as they passed by
+the wheelbarrow at the door, as they went out, Rollo asked him what was
+the price of that little wheelbarrow.</p>
+
+<p><q>That is not for sale, my little man. That is engaged. But I can make
+you one, if your father likes. I ask three quarters of a dollar for
+them.</q></p>
+
+<p>Rollo looked at it very wishfully, and the corporal told him that he
+might try it if he chose. <q>Wheel it about,</q> said he, <q>while your father
+and I are looking at the chaise.</q></p>
+
+<p>So Rollo trundled the wheelbarrow up and down the road with great
+pleasure. It was light, and it moved easily. He wished he had such a
+one. It would not tip over, he said, like that great heavy one at home;
+he thought he could wheel it even if it was full of stones. He ran down
+with it to the shore of the stream, where there were plenty of stones
+lying, intending to load it up, and try it. But <pb n='43'/>when he got there,
+he
+recollected that he had not had liberty to put any thing in it; and so
+he determined at once that he would not.</p>
+
+<p>Just then his father called him. So he wheeled the wheelbarrow back to
+its place, and told the corporal that he liked it very much. He wanted
+his father to engage one for him then, but he did not ask him. He
+thought that, as he had already expressed a wish for one, it would be
+better not to say any thing about it again, but to wait and let his
+father do as he pleased.</p>
+
+<p>As they were going home, his father said,</p>
+
+<p><q>That was a very pretty wheelbarrow, Rollo, I think myself.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Yes, it was beautiful, father. It was so light, and went so easy! I
+wish you would buy me one, father.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>I would, my son, but I think a wheelbarrow will give you more pleasure
+at some future time, than it will now.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>When do you mean?</q></p>
+
+<p><q>When you have learned to work.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>But I want the wheelbarrow to <hi rend='italic'>play</hi> with.</q></p>
+
+<p><pb n='44'/><q>I know you do; but you would take a great deal more solid and
+permanent
+satisfaction in such a thing, if you were to use it for doing some
+useful work.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>When shall I learn to work, father?</q> said Rollo.</p>
+
+<p><q>I have been thinking that it is full time now. You are about six years
+old, and they say that a boy of <hi rend='italic'>seven</hi> years old is able
+to earn his
+living.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Well, father, I wish you would teach me to work. What should you do
+first?</q></p>
+
+<p><q>The first lesson would be to teach you to do some common, easy work,
+<hi rend='italic'>steadily</hi>.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Why, father, I can do that now, without being taught.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>I think you are mistaken about that. A boy works steadily when he goes
+directly forward in his work, without stopping to rest, or to contrive
+new ways of doing it, or to see other people, or to talk. Now, do you
+think you could work steadily an hour, without stopping for any of these
+reasons?</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Why&mdash;yes,</q> said Rollo.</p>
+
+<p><q>I will try you to-morrow,</q> said his father.</p>
+</div>
+
+<!-- Section -->
+<div>
+<pb n='45'/>
+<index index='toc' />
+<index index='pdf' />
+<head>The Old Nails.</head>
+
+<p>The next morning, after breakfast, Rollo's father told him he was ready
+for him to go to his work. He took a small basket in his hand, and led
+Rollo out into the barn, and told him to wait there a few minutes, and
+he would bring him something to do.</p>
+
+<p>Rollo sat down on a little bundle of straw, wondering what his work was
+going to be.</p>
+
+<p>Presently his father came back, bringing in his hands a box full of old
+nails, which he got out of an old store-room, in a corner of the barn.
+He brought it along, and set it down on the barn floor.</p>
+
+<p><q>Why, father,</q> said Rollo, <q>what am I going to do with those old
+nails?</q></p>
+
+<p><q>You are going to <hi rend='italic'>sort</hi> them. Here are a great many
+kinds, all
+together. I want them all picked over&mdash;those that are alike put by
+themselves. I will tell you exactly how to do it.</q></p>
+
+<p>Rollo put his hand into the box, and began to pick up some of the nails,
+and look them over, while his father was <pb n='46'/>speaking; but his father
+told
+him to put them down, and not begin until he had got all his directions.</p>
+
+<p><q>You must listen,</q> said he, <q>and understand the directions now, for I
+cannot tell you twice.</q></p>
+
+<p>He then took a little wisp of straw, and brushed away a clean place upon
+the barn floor, and then poured down the nails upon it.</p>
+
+<p><q>O, how many nails!</q> said Rollo.</p>
+
+<p>His father then took up a handful of them, and showed Rollo that there
+were several different sizes; and he placed them down upon the floor in
+little heaps, each size by itself. Those that were crooked also he laid
+away in a separate pile.</p>
+
+<p><q>Now, Rollo,</q> said he, <q>I want you to go to work sorting these nails,
+steadily and industriously, until they are all done. There are not more
+than three or four kinds of nails, and you can do them pretty fast if
+you work <hi rend='italic'>steadily</hi>, and do not get to playing with them.
+If you find
+any pieces of iron, or any thing else that you do not know what to do
+with, lay them aside, and go on with the nails. Do you understand it
+all?</q></p>
+
+<p><pb n='47'/>Rollo said he did, and so his father left him, and went into the
+house.
+Rollo sat down upon the clean barn floor, and began his task.</p>
+
+<p><q>I don't think this is any great thing,</q> said he; <q>I can do this
+easily
+enough;</q> and he took up some of the nails, and began to arrange them as
+his father had directed.</p>
+
+<p>But Rollo did not perceive what the real difficulty in his task was. It
+was, indeed, very easy to see what nails were large, and what were
+small, and what were of middle size, and to put them in their proper
+heaps. There was nothing very hard in that. The difficulty was, that,
+after having sorted a few, it would become tedious and tiresome work,
+doing it there all alone in the barn,&mdash;picking out old nails, with
+nobody to help him, and nobody to talk to, and nothing to see, but those
+little heaps of rusty iron on the floor.</p>
+
+<p>This, I say, was the real trouble; and Rollo's father knew, when he set
+his little boy about it, that he would soon get very tired of it, and,
+not being accustomed to any thing but play, would not persevere.</p>
+
+<p><pb n='48'/>And so it was. Rollo sorted out a few, and then he began to think
+that
+it was rather tiresome to be there all alone; and he thought it would be
+a good plan for him to go and ask his father to let him go and get his
+cousin James to come and help him.</p>
+
+<p>He accordingly laid down the nails he had in his hand, and went into the
+house, and found his father writing at a table.</p>
+
+<p><q>What is the matter now?</q> said his father.</p>
+
+<p><q>Why, father,</q> said Rollo, <q>I thought I should like to have James come
+and help me, if you are willing;&mdash;we can get them done so much quicker
+if there are two.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>But my great object is, not to get the nails sorted very quick, but to
+teach you patient industry. I know it is tiresome for you to be alone,
+but that is the very reason why I wish you to be alone. I want you to
+learn to persevere patiently in doing any thing, even if it is tiresome.
+What I want to teach you is, to <hi rend='italic'>work</hi>, not to <hi
+rend='italic'>play</hi>.</q></p>
+
+<p>Rollo felt disappointed, but he saw that his father was right, and he
+went slowly back to his task. He sorted out two or three handfuls more,
+but he found there <pb n='49'/>was no pleasure in it, and he began to be very
+sorry
+his father had set him at it.</p>
+
+<p>Having no heart for his work, he did not go on with alacrity, and of
+course made very slow progress. He ought to have gone rapidly forward,
+and not thought any thing about the pleasantness or unpleasantness of
+it, but only been anxious to finish the work, and please his father.
+Instead of that, he only lounged over it&mdash;looked at the heap of nails,
+and sighed to think how large it was. He could not sort all those,
+possibly, he said. He knew he could not. It would take him forever.</p>
+
+<p>Still he could not think of any excuse for leaving his work again,
+until, after a little while, he came upon a couple of screws. <q>And now
+what shall I do with these?</q> said he.</p>
+
+<p>He took the screws, and laid them side by side, to measure them, so as
+to see which was the largest. Then he rolled them about a little, and
+after playing with them for a little time, during which, of course, his
+work was entirely neglected, he concluded he would go and ask his father
+what he was to do with screws.</p>
+
+<p><pb n='50'/>He accordingly walked slowly along to the house, stopping to look
+at the
+grasshoppers and butterflies by the way. After wasting some time in this
+manner, he appeared again at his father's table, and wanted to know what
+he should do with the <hi rend='italic'>screws</hi> that he found among the
+nails.</p>
+
+<p><q>You ought not to have left your work to come and ask that question,</q>
+said his father. <q>I am afraid you are not doing very well. I gave you
+all the necessary instructions. Go back to your work.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>But, father,</q> said Rollo, <q>as he went out, I do not know what I am to
+do with the screws. You did not say any thing about screws.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Then why do you leave your work to ask me any thing about them?</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Why,&mdash;because,&mdash;</q> said Rollo, hesitating. He did not know
+what to say.</p>
+
+<p><q>Your work is to sort out the <hi rend='italic'>nails</hi>, and I expect,
+by your coming to
+me for such frivolous reasons, that you are not going on with it very
+well.</q></p>
+
+<p>Rollo went slowly out of the room, and sauntered along back to his work.
+He put the screws aside, and went on with the nails, but he did very
+little. When the <pb n='51'/>heart is not in the work, it always goes on very
+slowly.</p>
+
+<p>Thus an hour or two of the forenoon passed away, and Rollo made very
+little progress. At last his father came out to see what he had done;
+and it was very plain that he had been idling away his time, and had
+accomplished very little indeed.</p>
+
+<p>His father then said that he might leave his work and come in. Rollo
+walked along by the side of his father, and he said to him&mdash;</p>
+
+<p><q>I see, Rollo, that I shall not succeed in teaching you to work
+industriously, without something more than kind words.</q></p>
+
+<p>Rollo knew not what to say, and so he was silent. He felt guilty and
+ashamed.</p>
+
+<p><q rend='pre'>I gave you work to do which was very easy and plain, but you
+have been
+leaving it repeatedly for frivolous reasons; and even while you were
+over your work, you have not been industrious. Thus you have wasted your
+morning entirely; you have neither done work nor enjoyed play.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>I was afraid it would be so,</q> he continued. <q>Very few boys can be
+taught to work industriously, without being com<pb n='52'/>pelled; though I
+hoped
+that my little Rollo could have been. But as it is, as I find that
+persuasion will not do, I must do something more decided. I should do
+very wrong to let you grow up an idle boy; and it is time for you to
+begin to learn to do something besides play.</q></p>
+
+<p>He said this in a kind, but very serious tone, and it was plain he was
+much displeased. He told Rollo, a minute or two after, that he might go,
+then, where he pleased, and that he would consider what he should do,
+and tell him some other time.</p>
+</div>
+
+<!-- Section -->
+<div>
+<index index='toc' />
+<index index='pdf' />
+<head>A Conversation.</head>
+
+<p>That evening, when Rollo was just going to bed, his father took him up
+in his lap, and told him he had concluded what to do.</p>
+
+<p><q>You see it is very necessary,</q> said he, <q>that you should have the
+power
+of confining yourself steadily and patiently to a single employment,
+even if it does not amuse you. <hi rend='italic'>I</hi> have to do that, and all
+people have
+to do it, and you must learn <pb n='53'/>to do it, or you will grow up indolent
+and
+useless. You cannot do it now, it is very plain. If I set you to doing
+any thing, you go on as long as the novelty and the amusement last, and
+then your patience is gone, and you contrive every possible excuse for
+getting away from your task. Now, I am going to give you one hour's work
+to do, every forenoon and afternoon. I shall give you such things to do,
+as are perfectly plain and easy, so that you will have no excuse for
+neglecting your work or leaving it. But yet I shall choose such things
+as will afford you no amusement; for I want you to learn to <hi
+rend='italic'>work</hi>, not
+play.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>But, father,</q> said Rollo, <q>you told me there was pleasure in work,
+the
+other day. But how can there be any pleasure in it, if you choose such
+things as have no amusement in them, at all?</q></p>
+
+<p><q>The pleasure of working,</q> said his father, <q>is not the fun of doing
+amusing things, but the satisfaction and solid happiness of being
+faithful in duty, and accomplishing some useful purpose. For example, if
+I were to lose my pocket-book on the road, and should tell you to walk
+back a mile, and look carefully all the way <pb n='54'/>until you found it, and
+if
+you did it faithfully and carefully, you would find a kind of
+satisfaction in doing it; and when you found the pocket-book, and
+brought it back to me, you would enjoy a high degree of happiness.
+Should not you?</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Why, yes, sir, I should,</q> said Rollo.</p>
+
+<p><q>And yet there would be no <hi rend='italic'>amusement</hi> in it. You
+might, perhaps, the
+next day, go over the same road, catching butterflies: that would be
+amusement. Now, the pleasure you would enjoy in looking for the
+pocket-book, would be the solid satisfaction of useful work. The
+pleasure of catching butterflies would be the amusement of play. Now,
+the difficulty is, with you, that you have scarcely any idea, yet, of
+the first. You are all the time looking for the other, that is, the
+amusement. You begin to work when I give you any thing to do, but if you
+do not find <hi rend='italic'>amusement</hi> in it, you soon give it up. But if
+you would
+only persevere, you would find, at length, a solid satisfaction, that
+would be worth a great deal more.</q></p>
+
+<p>Rollo sat still, and listened, but his father saw, from his looks, that
+he was not much interested in what he was say<pb n='55'/>ing; and he perceived
+that
+it was not at all probable that so small a boy could be <hi
+rend='italic'>reasoned</hi> into
+liking work. In fact, it was rather hard for Rollo to understand all
+that his father said,&mdash;and still harder for him to feel the force of it.
+He began to grow sleepy, and so his father let him go to bed.</p>
+</div>
+
+<!-- Section -->
+<div>
+<index index='toc' />
+<index index='pdf' />
+<head>Rollo Learns to Work at Last.</head>
+
+<p>The next day his father gave him his work. He was to begin at ten
+o'clock, and work till eleven, gathering beans in the garden. His father
+went out with him, and waited to see how long it took him to gather half
+a pint, and then calculated how many he could gather in an hour, if he
+was industrious. Rollo knew that if he failed now, he should be punished
+in some way, although his father did not say any thing about punishment.
+When he was set at work the day before, about the nails, he was making
+an experiment, as it were, and he did not expect to be actually punished
+if he failed; but now he knew that he was under orders, and must obey.</p>
+
+<p><pb n='56'/>So he worked very diligently, and when his father came out at the
+end of
+the hour, he found that Rollo had got rather more beans than he had
+expected. Rollo was much gratified to see his father pleased; and he
+carried in his large basket full of beans to show his mother, with great
+pleasure. Then he went to play, and enjoyed himself very highly.</p>
+
+<p>The next morning, his father said to him,</p>
+
+<p><q>Well, Rollo, you did very well yesterday; but doing right once is a
+very different thing from forming a habit of doing right. I can hardly
+expect you will succeed as well to-day; or, if you should to-day, that
+you will to-morrow.</q></p>
+
+<p>Rollo thought he should. His work was to pick up all the loose stones in
+the road, and carry them, in a basket, to a great heap of stones behind
+the barn. But he was not quite faithful. His father observed him playing
+several times. He did not speak to him, however, until the hour was
+over, and then he called him in.</p>
+
+<p><q>Rollo,</q> said he, <q>you have failed to-day. You have not been very
+idle,
+but have not been industrious; and the pun<pb n='57'/>ishment which I have
+concluded to try first, is, to give you only bread and water for
+dinner.</q></p>
+
+<p>So, when dinner time came, and the family sat down to the good beefsteak
+and apple-pie which was upon the table, Rollo knew that he was not to
+come. He felt very unhappy, but he did not cry. His father called him,
+and cut off a good slice of bread, and put into his hands, and told him
+he might go and eat it on the steps of the back door. <q>If you should be
+thirsty,</q> he added, <q>you may ask Mary to give you some water.</q></p>
+
+<p>Rollo took the bread, and went out, and took his solitary seat on the
+stone step leading into the back yard, and, in spite of all his efforts
+to prevent it, the tears would come into his eyes. He thought of his
+guilt in disobeying his father, and he felt unhappy to think that his
+father and mother were seated together at their pleasant table, and that
+he could not come because he had been an undutiful son. He determined
+that he would never be unfaithful in his work again.</p>
+
+<p>He went on, after this, several days, very well. His father gave him
+various <pb n='58'/>kinds of work to do, and he began at last to find a
+considerable degree of satisfaction in doing it. He found, particularly,
+that he enjoyed himself a great deal more after his work than before,
+and whenever he saw what he had done, it gave him pleasure. After he had
+picked up the loose stones before the house, for instance, he drove his
+hoop about there, with unusual satisfaction; enjoying the neat and tidy
+appearance of the road much more than he would have done if Jonas had
+cleared it. In fact, in the course of a month, Rollo became quite a
+faithful and efficient little workman.</p>
+</div>
+
+<!-- Section -->
+<div>
+<index index='toc' />
+<index index='pdf' />
+<head>The Corporal's Again.</head>
+
+<p><q>Now,</q> said his father to him one day, after he had been doing a fine
+job of wood-piling,&mdash;<q>now we will go and talk with the corporal about a
+wheelbarrow. Or do you think you could find the way yourself?</q></p>
+
+<p>Rollo said he thought he could.</p>
+
+<p><q>Very well, you may go; I believe I <pb n='59'/>shall let you have a
+wheelbarrow
+now, and you can ask him how soon he can have it done.</q></p>
+
+<p>Rollo clapped his hands, and capered about, and asked his father how
+long he thought it would be before he could have it.</p>
+
+<p><q>O, you will learn,</q> said he, <q>when you come to talk with the
+corporal.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Do you think it will be a week?</q></p>
+
+<p><q>I think it probable that he could make one in less than a week,</q> said
+his father, smiling.</p>
+
+<p><q>Well, how soon?</q> said Rollo.</p>
+
+<p><q>O, I cannot tell you: wait till you get to his shop, and then you will
+see.</q></p>
+
+<p>Rollo saw that, for some reason or other, his father was not inclined to
+talk about the time when he should have his wheelbarrow, but he could
+not think why; however, he determined to get the corporal to make it as
+quick as he could, at any rate.</p>
+
+<p>It was about the middle of the afternoon that Rollo set off to go for
+his wheelbarrow. His mother told him he might go and get his cousin
+James to go with him if he chose. So he walked along towards <pb n='60'/>the
+bridge, and, instead of turning at once off there to go towards the
+mill, he went on over the bridge towards the house where James lived.
+James came with him, and they walked back very pleasantly together.</p>
+
+<p>When they got back across the bridge again, they turned off towards the
+mill, talking about the wheelbarrow. Rollo told James about his learning
+to work, and about his having seen the wheelbarrow at the corporal's,
+and how he trundled it about, and liked it very much.</p>
+
+<p><q>I should like to see it very much,</q> said James. <q>I suppose I can,
+when
+we get to the corporal's shop.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>No,</q> said Rollo, <q>he said that that wheelbarrow was engaged; and I
+suppose it has been taken away before this time.</q></p>
+
+<p>Just then the corner of the corporal's shop began to corner into view,
+and presently the door came in sight, and James called out,</p>
+
+<p><q>Yes, yes, there it is. I see it standing up by the side of the
+door.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>No,</q> said Rollo, <q>that is not it. That is a green one.</q></p>
+
+<p><pb n='61'/><q>What color was the wheelbarrow that you saw?</q> asked
+James.</p>
+
+<p><q>It was not any color; it was not painted,</q> said Rollo. <q>I wonder
+whose
+that wheelbarrow can be?</q></p>
+
+<p>The boys walked along, and presently came to the door of the shop. They
+opened the door, and went in. There was nobody there.</p>
+
+<p>Various articles were around the room. There was a bench at one side,
+near a window; and there were a great many tools upon it, and upon
+shelves over it. On another side of the shop was a lathe, a curious sort
+of a machine, that the corporal used a great deal, in some of his nicest
+work. Then there were a good many things there, which were sent in to be
+mended, such as chairs, a spinning-wheel, boys' sleds, and one or two
+large wheelbarrows.</p>
+
+<p>The boys walked around the room a few minutes, looking at the various
+things; and at last Rollo spied another little wheelbarrow, on a shelf.
+It was very much like the one at the door, only it was painted green.</p>
+
+<p>Rollo said that that one looked exactly <pb n='62'/>like the one he trundled
+when
+he was there before, only it was green.</p>
+
+<p><q>Perhaps he has painted it since,</q> said James; <q>let us go to the door,
+and look at the other one, and see which is the biggest.</q></p>
+
+<p>So they went to the door, and found that the blue one was a little the
+biggest.</p>
+
+<p>Just then they saw the corporal coming across the road, with a hatchet
+in his hand. He had been to grind it at the mill, where there was a
+grindstone, that went round by water.</p>
+
+<p><q>Ah, boys,</q> said he, <q>how do you do? Have you come for your
+wheelbarrow,
+Rollo.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Yes, sir,</q> said Rollo; <q>how soon can you get it done?</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Done? it is done now,</q> said he; <q>there it is.</q> And he took the
+blue
+wheelbarrow, which was at the door, and set it down in the path.</p>
+
+<p><q>That is not mine,</q> said Rollo, <q>is it?</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Yes,</q> said the corporal; <q>your father spoke for it a week
+ago.</q></p>
+
+<p>Rollo took hold of his wheelbarrow, <pb n='63'/>and began to wheel it along.
+He
+liked it very much.</p>
+
+<pgIf output='txt'>
+<then>
+<p>[Illustration: Rollo Took Hold of His Wheelbarrow.]
+<index index='figlist' level1='Rollo Took Hold of His Wheelbarrow.' /></p>
+</then>
+<else>
+<p><figure url='images/i067.jpg'>
+<index index='figlist' level1='Rollo Took Hold of His Wheelbarrow.' />
+<head>Rollo Took Hold of His Wheelbarrow.</head>
+<figDesc>Rollo Took Hold of His Wheelbarrow.</figDesc>
+</figure></p>
+</else>
+</pgIf>
+
+<p>James said he wished he could have one too, and while Rollo was talking
+with the corporal, he could not help looking at the green one on the
+shelf, which he thought was just about as big as he should like.</p>
+
+<p>The corporal asked him if he wanted to see that one, and he took it down
+for him. James took hold of the handles, and tried it a little, back and
+forth on the floor, and then he said it was just about big enough for
+him.</p>
+
+<p><q>Who is this for?</q> said he to the corporal.</p>
+
+<p><q>I do not know,</q> said the corporal; <q>a gentleman bespoke it some time
+ago. I do not know what his name is.</q></p>
+
+<p>Just then he seemed to see somebody out of the window.</p>
+
+<p><q>Ah! here he comes now!</q> he exclaimed suddenly.</p>
+
+<p>Just then the door opened, and whom should the boys see coming in, but
+their uncle George!</p>
+
+<p><q>Why, James,</q> said he, <q>have you got hold of your wheelbarrow
+already?</q></p>
+
+<p><pb n='64'/><q><hi rend='italic'>My</hi> wheelbarrow!</q> said James. <q>Is
+this mine?</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Yes,</q> said his uncle, <q>I got it made to give to you. But when I found
+that Rollo was having one made, I waited for his to be done, so that you
+might have them both together. So trundle them home.</q></p>
+
+<p>So the boys set off on the run down the road, in fine style, with their
+wheelbarrows trundling beautifully before them.</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<!-- Story -->
+<div rend='story'>
+<pb n='67'/>
+<index index='toc' level1='Story 3. Causey-Building.' />
+<index index='pdf' />
+<head>Causey-Building.</head>
+
+<!-- Section -->
+<div>
+<index index='toc' />
+<index index='pdf' />
+<head>Sand-Men.</head>
+
+<p>Next to little wooden blocks, I think that good, clean sand is an
+excellent thing for children to play with. When it is a little damp, it
+will remain in any shape you put it in, and you can build houses and
+cities, and make roads and canals in it. At any rate, Rollo and his
+cousin James used to be very fond of going down to a certain place in
+the brook, where there was plenty of sand, and playing in it. It was of
+a gray color, and somewhat mixed with pebble-stones; but then they used
+to like the pebble-stones very much to make walls with, and to stone up
+the little wells which they made in the sand.</p>
+
+<p>One Wednesday afternoon, they were there playing very pleasantly with
+the sand. They had been building a famous <pb n='68'/>city, and, after amusing
+themselves with it some time, they had knocked down the houses, and
+trampled the sand all about again. James then said he meant to go to the
+barn and get his horse-cart, and haul a load of sand to market.</p>
+
+<p>Now there was a place around behind a large rock near there, which the
+boys called their barn; and Rollo and James went to it, and pulled out
+their two little wheelbarrows, which they called their horse-carts. They
+wheeled them down to the edge of the water, and began to take up the
+sand by double handfuls, and put it in.</p>
+
+<p>When they had got their carts loaded, they began to wheel them around to
+the trees, and stones, and bushes, saying,</p>
+
+<p><q>Who'll buy my sand?</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Who'll buy my white sand?</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Who'll buy my gray sand?</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Who'll buy my black sand?</q></p>
+
+<p>But they did not seem to find any purchaser; and at last Rollo said,
+suddenly,</p>
+
+<p><q>O, I know who will buy our sand.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Who?</q> said James.</p>
+
+<p><q>Mother.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>So she will,</q> said James. <q>We will wheel it up to the house.</q></p>
+
+<p><pb n='69'/>So they set off, and began wheeling their loads of sand up the
+pathway
+among the trees. They went on a little way, and presently stopped, and
+sat down on a bank to rest. Here they found a number of flowers, which
+they gathered and stuck up in the sand, so that their loads soon made a
+very gay appearance.</p>
+
+<p>Just as they were going to set out again, Rollo said,</p>
+
+<p><q>But, James, how are we going to get through the quagmire?</q></p>
+
+<p><q>O,</q> said James, <q>we can step along on the bank by the side of the
+path.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>No,</q> said Rollo; <q>for we cannot get our wheelbarrows along
+there.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Why, yes,&mdash;we got them along there when we came down.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>But they were empty and light then; now they are loaded and heavy.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>So they are; but I think we can get along; it is not very muddy there
+now.</q></p>
+
+<p>The place which the boys called the quagmire, was a low place in the
+pathway, where it was almost always muddy. This pathway was made by the
+cows, going up and down to drink; and it was a good, dry, and hard path
+in all places <pb n='70'/>but one. This, in the spring of the year, was very wet
+and miry; and, during the whole summer, it was seldom perfectly dry. The
+boys called it the quagmire, and they used to get by on one side, in
+among the bushes.</p>
+
+<p>They found that it was not very muddy at this time, and they contrived
+to get through with their loads of sand, and soon got to the house. They
+trundled their wheelbarrows up to the door leading out to the garden;
+and Rollo knocked at the door.</p>
+
+<p>Now Rollo's mother happened, at this time, to be sitting at the
+back-parlor window, and she heard their voices as they came along the
+yard. So, supposing the knocking was some of their play, she just looked
+out of the window, and called out,</p>
+
+<p><q>Who's there?</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Some sand-men,</q> Rollo answered, <q>who have got some sand to
+sell.</q></p>
+
+<p>His mother looked out of the window, and had quite a talk with them
+about their sand; she asked them where it came from, what color it was,
+and whether it was free from pebble-stones. The boys had to admit that
+there were a good many <pb n='71'/>pebble-stones in it, and that pebble-stones
+were
+not very good to scour floors with.</p>
+</div>
+
+<!-- Section -->
+<div>
+<index index='toc' />
+<index index='pdf' />
+<head>The Gray Garden.</head>
+
+<p>At last, Rollo's mother recommended that they should carry the sand out
+to a corner of the yard, where the chips used to be, and spread it out
+there, and stick their flowers up in it for a garden.</p>
+
+<p>The boys liked this plan very much. <q>We can make walks and beds,
+beautifully, in the sand,</q> said Rollo. <q>But, mother, do you think the
+flowers will grow?</q></p>
+
+<p><q>No,</q> said his mother, <q>flowers will not grow in sand; but, as it is
+rather a shady place, and you can water them occasionally, they will
+keep green and bright a good many days, and then, you know, you can get
+some more.</q></p>
+
+<p>So the boys wheeled the sand out to the corner of the yard, took the
+flowers out carefully, and then tipped the sand down and spread it out.
+They tried to make walks and beds, but they found <pb n='72'/>they had not got
+as
+much sand as they wanted. So they concluded to go back and get some
+more.</p>
+
+<p>In fact, they found that, by getting a great many wheelbarrow loads of
+sand, they could cover over the whole corner, and make a noble large
+place for a sand-garden. And then, besides, as James said, when they
+were tired of it for a garden, they could build cities there, instead of
+having to go away down to the brook.</p>
+
+<p>So they went on wheeling their loads of sand, for an hour or two. James
+had not learned to work as well as Rollo had, and he was constantly
+wanting to stop, and run into the woods, or play in the water; but Rollo
+told him it would be better to get all the sand up, first. They at last
+got quite a great heap, and then went and got a rake and hoe to level it
+down smooth.</p>
+
+<p>Thus the afternoon passed away; and at last Mary told the boys that they
+must come and get ready for tea, for she was going to carry it in soon.<pb
+n='73'/></p>
+</div>
+
+<!-- Section -->
+<div>
+<index index='toc' />
+<index index='pdf' />
+<head>A Contract.</head>
+
+<p>So Rollo and James brushed the loose sand from their clothes, and washed
+their faces and hands, and went in. As tea was not quite ready, they sat
+down on the front-door steps before Rollo's father, who was then sitting
+in his arm-chair in the entry, reading.</p>
+
+<p>He shut up the book, and began to talk with the boys.</p>
+
+<p><q>Well, boys,</q> said he, <q>what have you been doing all this
+afternoon?</q></p>
+
+<p><q>O,</q> said Rollo, <q>we have been hard at work.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>And what have you been doing?</q></p>
+
+<p>Rollo explained to his father that they had been making a sand-garden
+out in a corner of the yard, and they both asked him to go with them and
+see it.</p>
+
+<p>They all three accordingly went out behind the house, the children
+running on before.</p>
+
+<p><q>But, boys,</q> said Rollo's father, as they went on, <q>how came your feet
+so muddy?</q></p>
+
+<p><q>O,</q> said James, <q>they got muddy in the quagmire.</q></p>
+
+<p><pb n='74'/>The boys explained how they could not go around the quagmire with
+their
+loaded wheelbarrows, and so had to pick their way through it the best
+way they could; and thus they got their shoes muddy a little; but they
+said they were as careful as they could be.</p>
+
+<p>When they came to the sand-garden, Rollo's father smiled to see the beds
+and walks, and the rows of flowers stuck up in the sand. It made quite a
+gay appearance. After looking at it some time, they went slowly back
+again, and as they were walking across the yard,</p>
+
+<p><q>Father,</q> said Rollo, <q>do you not think that is a pretty good
+garden?</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Why, yes,</q> said his father, <q>pretty good.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Don't you think we have worked pretty well?</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Why, I think I should call that play, not work.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Not work!</q> said Rollo. <q>Is it not work to wheel up such heavy loads
+of
+sand? You don't know how heavy they were.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>I dare say it was hard; but boys <hi rend='italic'>play</hi> hard,
+sometimes, as well as
+work hard.</q></p>
+
+<p><pb n='75'/><q>But I should think ours, this afternoon, was work,</q> said
+Rollo.</p>
+
+<p><q>Work,</q> replied his father, <q>is when you are engaged in doing any
+thing
+in order to produce some useful result. When you are doing any thing
+only for the amusement of it, without any useful result, it is play.
+Still, in one sense, your wheeling the sand was work. But it was not
+very useful work; you will admit that.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Yes, sir,</q> said Rollo.</p>
+
+<p><q>Well, boys, how should you like to do some useful work for me, with
+your wheelbarrows? I will hire you.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>O, we should like that very much,</q> said James. <q>How much should you
+pay
+us?</q></p>
+
+<p><q>That would depend upon how much work you do. I should pay you what the
+work was fairly worth; as much as I should have to pay a man, if I were
+to hire a man to do it.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>What should you give us to do?</q> said Rollo.</p>
+
+<p><q>I don't know. I should think of some job. How should you like to fill
+up the quagmire?</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Fill up the quagmire!</q> said Rollo. <q>How could we do that?</q></p>
+
+<p><pb n='76'/><q>You might fill it up with stones. There are a great many small
+stones
+lying around there, which you might pick up and put into your
+wheelbarrows, and wheel them along, and tip them over into the quagmire;
+and when you have filled the path all up with stones, cover them over
+with gravel, and it will make a good causey.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Causey?</q> said Rollo.</p>
+
+<p><q>Yes, causey,</q> said his father; <q>such a hard, dry road, built along a
+muddy place, is called a causey.</q></p>
+
+<p>They had got to the tea-table by this time; and while at tea, Rollo's
+father explained the plan to them more fully. He said he would pay them
+a cent for every two loads of stones or gravel which they should wheel
+in to make the causey.</p>
+
+<p>They were going to ask some more questions about it, but he told them he
+could not talk any more about it then, but that they might go and ask
+Jonas how they should do it, after tea.</p>
+</div>
+
+<!-- Section -->
+<div>
+<pb n='77'/>
+<index index='toc' />
+<index index='pdf' />
+<head>Instructions.</head>
+
+<p>They went out into the kitchen, after tea, to find Jonas; but he was not
+there. They then went out into the yard; and presently James saw him
+over beyond the fence, walking along the lane. Rollo called out,</p>
+
+<p><q>Jonas! Jonas! where are you going?</q></p>
+
+<p><q>I am going after the cows.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>We want you!</q> said Rollo, calling out loud.</p>
+
+<p><q>What for?</q> said Jonas.</p>
+
+<p><q>We want to talk with you about something.</q></p>
+
+<p>Just then, Rollo's mother, hearing this hallooing, looked out of the
+window, and told the boys they must not make so much noise.</p>
+
+<p><q>Why, we want Jonas,</q> said Rollo; <q>and he has gone to get the
+cows.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Well, you may go with him,</q> said she, <q>if you wish; and you can talk
+on
+the way.</q></p>
+
+<p>So the boys took their hats and ran, and soon came to where Jonas was:
+for <pb n='78'/>he had been standing still, waiting for them.</p>
+
+<p>They walked along together, and the boys told Jonas what their father
+had said. Jonas said he should be very glad to have the quagmire filled
+up, but he was afraid it would not do any good for him to give them any
+directions.</p>
+
+<p><q>Why?</q> said James.</p>
+
+<p><q>Because,</q> said Jonas, <q>little boys will never follow any directions.
+They always want to do the work their own way.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>O, but we <hi rend='italic'>will</hi> obey the directions,</q> said
+Rollo.</p>
+
+<p><q>Do you remember about the wood-pile?</q> said Jonas.</p>
+
+<p>Rollo hung his head, and looked a little ashamed.</p>
+
+<p><q>What was it about the wood-pile?</q> said James.</p>
+
+<p><q>Why, I told Rollo,</q> said Jonas, <q>that he ought to pile wood with the
+big ends in front, but he did not mind it; he thought it was better to
+have the big ends back, out of sight; and that made the pile lean
+forward; and presently it all fell over upon him.</q></p>
+
+<p><pb n='79'/><q>Did it?</q> said James. <q>Did it hurt you much,
+Rollo?</q></p>
+
+<p><q>No, not much. But we will follow the directions now, Jonas, if you will
+tell us what to do.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Very well,</q> said Jonas, <q rend='pre'>I will try you.</q></p>
+
+<p><q rend='pre'>In the first place, you must get a few old pieces of board, and
+lay
+them along the quagmire to step upon, so as not to get your feet muddy.
+Then you must go and get a load of stones, in each wheelbarrow, and
+wheel them along. You must not tip them down at the beginning of the
+muddy place, for then they will be in your way when you come with the
+next load.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>You must go on with them, one of you right behind the other, both
+stepping carefully on the boards, till you get to the farther end, and
+there tip them over both together. Then you must turn round yourselves,
+but not turn your wheelbarrows round. You must face the other way, and
+<hi rend='italic'>draw</hi> your wheelbarrows out.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Why?</q> said James.</p>
+
+<p><q>Because,</q> said Jonas, <q rend='pre'>it would be difficult to turn your
+wheelbarrows
+round <pb n='80'/>there among the mud and stones, but you can draw them out very
+easily.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Then, besides, you must not attempt to go by one another. You must both
+stop at the same time, but as near one another as you can, and go out
+just as you came in; that is, if Rollo came in first, and James after
+him, James must come up as near to Rollo as he can, and then, when the
+loads are tipped over, and you both turn round, James will be before
+Rollo, and will draw his wheelbarrow out first. Do you understand?</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Yes,</q> said James.</p>
+
+<p><q>Must we always go in together?</q> asked Rollo.</p>
+
+<p><q>Yes, that is better.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Why?</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Because, if you go in at different times, you will be in one another's
+way. One will be going out when the other is coming in, and so you will
+interfere with one another. Then, besides, if you fill the wheelbarrows
+together, and wheel together, you will always be in company,&mdash;which is
+pleasanter.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Well, we will,</q> said Rollo.</p>
+
+<p><q>After you have wheeled one load <pb n='81'/>apiece in, you must go and get
+another, and wheel that in as far as you can. Tip them over on the top
+of the others, if you can, or as near as you can. Each time you will not
+go in quite so far as before, so that at last you will have covered the
+quagmire all over with stones once.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>And then must we put on the gravel?</q></p>
+
+<p><q>O no. That will not be stones enough. They would sink down into the
+mud, and the water would come up over them. So you must wheel on more.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>But how can we?</q> said James. <q>We cannot wheel on the top of all those
+stones.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>No,</q> said Jonas; <q rend='pre'>so you must go up to the house and get a
+pretty long,
+narrow board, as long as you and Rollo can carry, and bring it down and
+lay it along on the top of the stones. Perhaps you will have to move the
+stones a little, so as to make it steady; and then you can wheel on
+that. If one board is not long enough, you must go and get two. And you
+must put them down on one side of the path, so that the stones will go
+into the middle of the path and upon the other side, so as not to cover
+up the board.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Then, when you have put loads of <pb n='82'/>stones all along in this way,
+you
+must shift your boards over to the other side of the path, and then
+wheel on them again; and that will fill up the side where the boards lay
+at first. And so, after a while, you will get the whole pathway filled
+up with stones, as high as you please. I should think you had better
+fill it up nearly level with the bank on each side.</q></p>
+
+<p>By this time the boys came to the bars that led into the pasture, and
+they went in and began to look about for the cows. Jonas did not see
+them any where near, and so he told the boys that they might stay there
+and pick some blackberries, while he went on and found them. He said he
+thought that they must be out by the boiling spring.</p>
+
+<p>This boiling spring, as they called it, was a beautiful spring, from
+which fine cool water was always boiling up out of the sand. It was in a
+narrow glen, shaded by trees, and the water running down into a little
+sort of meadow, kept the grass green there, even in very dry times; so
+that the cows were very fond of this spot.</p>
+
+<p>James and Rollo remained, according to Jonas's proposal, near the bars,
+while he <pb n='83'/>went along the path towards the spring. Rollo and James had
+a
+fine time gathering blackberries, until, at last, they saw the cows
+coming, lowing along the path. Presently they saw Jonas's head among the
+bushes.</p>
+
+<pgIf output='txt'>
+<then>
+<p>[Illustration: The Cows.]
+<index index='figlist' level1='The Cows.' /></p>
+</then>
+<else>
+<p><figure url='images/i088.jpg'>
+<index index='figlist' level1='The Cows.' />
+<head>The Cows.</head>
+<figDesc>The Cows.</figDesc>
+</figure></p>
+</else>
+</pgIf>
+
+<p>When he came up to the boys, he told them it was lucky that they did not
+<corr sic='to'>go</corr> with him.</p>
+
+<p><pb n='84'/><q>Why?</q> said Rollo.</p>
+
+<p><q>I came upon an enormous hornet's nest, and you would very probably have
+got stung.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Where was it?</q> said James.</p>
+
+<p><q>O, it was right over the path, just before you get to the spring.</q></p>
+
+<p>The boys said they were very sorry to hear that, for now they could not
+go to the spring any more; but Jonas said he meant to destroy the nest.</p>
+
+<p><q>How shall you destroy it?</q> said Rollo.</p>
+
+<p><q>I shall burn it up.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>But how can you?</q> said Rollo.</p>
+
+<p>Jonas then explained to them how he was going to burn the hornet's nest.
+He said he should take a long pole with two prongs at one end like a
+pitchfork, and with that fork up a bunch of hay. Then he should set the
+top of the hay on fire, and stand it up directly under the nest.</p>
+
+<p>The boys continued talking about the hornet's nest all the way home, and
+forgot to say any thing more about the causey until just as they were
+going into the yard. Then they told Jonas that he had not told them how
+to put on the gravel, on the top.</p>
+
+<p><pb n='85'/>He said he could not tell them then, and, besides, they would
+have as
+much as they could do to put in stones for one day.</p>
+
+<p>Besides, James said it was sundown, and time for him to go home; but he
+promised to come the next morning, if his mother would let him, as soon
+as he had finished his lessons.</p>
+</div>
+
+<!-- Section -->
+<div>
+<index index='toc' />
+<index index='pdf' />
+<head>Keeping Tally.</head>
+
+<p>Rollo and James began their work the next day about the middle of the
+forenoon, determined to obey Jonas's directions exactly, and to work
+industriously for an hour. They put a number of small pieces of board
+upon their wheelbarrows, to put along the pathway at first, and just as
+they had got them placed, Jonas came down just to see whether they were
+beginning right.</p>
+
+<p>He saw them wheel in one or two loads of stones, and told them he
+thought they were doing very well.</p>
+
+<p><q>We have earned one cent already,</q> said Rollo.</p>
+
+<p><pb n='86'/><q>How,</q> said Jonas; <q>is your father going to pay you for
+your work?</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Yes,</q> said Rollo, <q>a cent for every two loads we put in.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Then you must keep tally,</q> said Jonas.</p>
+
+<p><q><hi rend='italic'>Tally</hi>,</q> said Rollo, <q>what is tally?</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Tally is the reckoning. How are you going to remember how many loads
+you wheel in?</q></p>
+
+<p><q>O, we can remember easily enough,</q> said Rollo: <q>we will count them as
+we go along.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>That will never do,</q> said Jonas. <q>You must mark them down with a
+piece
+of chalk on your wheelbarrow.</q></p>
+
+<p>So saying, Jonas fumbled in his pockets, and drew out a small, well-worn
+piece of chalk, and then tipped up Rollo's wheelbarrow, saying,</p>
+
+<p><q>How many loads do you say you have carried already?</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Two,</q> said Rollo.</p>
+
+<p><q>Two,</q> repeated Jonas; and he made two white marks with his chalk on the
+side of the wheelbarrow.</p>
+
+<p><q>There!</q> said he.</p>
+
+<p><q>Mark mine,</q> said James; <q>I have wheeled two loads.</q></p>
+
+<p><pb n='87'/>Jonas marked them, and then laid the chalk down upon a flat stone
+by the
+side of the path, and told the boys that they must stop after every
+load, and make a mark, and that would keep the reckoning exact.</p>
+
+<p>Jonas then left them, and the boys went on with their work. They wheeled
+ten loads of stones apiece, and by that time had the bottom of the path
+all covered, so that they could not wheel any more, without the long
+boards. They went up and got the boards, and laid them down as Jonas had
+described, and then went on with their wheeling.<del>*</del></p>
+
+<p>At first, James kept constantly stopping, either to play, or to hear
+Rollo talk; for they kept the wheelbarrows together all the time, as
+Jonas had recommended. At such times, Rollo would remind him of his
+work, for he had himself learned to work steadily. They were getting on
+very finely, when, at length, they heard a bell ringing at the house.</p>
+
+<p>This bell was to call them home; for as Rollo and Jonas were often away
+at a <pb n='88'/>little distance from the house, too far to be called very
+easily,
+there was a bell to ring to call them home; and Mary, the girl, had two
+ways of ringing it&mdash;one way for Jonas, and another for Rollo.</p>
+
+<p>The bell was rung now for Rollo; and so he and James walked along
+towards home. When they had got about half way, they saw Rollo's father
+standing at the door, with a basket in his hand; and he called out to
+them to bring their wheelbarrows.</p>
+
+<p>So the boys went back for their wheelbarrows.</p>
+
+<p>When they came up a second time with their wheelbarrows before them, he
+asked how they had got along with their work.</p>
+
+<p><q>O, famously,</q> said Rollo. <q>There is the tally,</q> said he, turning
+up the
+side of the wheelbarrow towards his father, so that he could see all the
+marks.</p>
+
+<p><q>Why, have you wheeled as many loads as that?</q> said his father.</p>
+
+<p><q>Yes, sir,</q> said Rollo, <q>and James just as many too.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>And were they all good loads?</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Yes, all good, full loads.</q></p>
+
+<p><pb n='89'/><q>Well, you have done very well. Count them, and see how many
+there are.</q></p>
+
+<p>The boys counted them, and found there were fifteen.</p>
+
+<p><q>That is enough to come to seven cents, and one load over,</q> said Rollo's
+father; and he took out his purse, and gave the boys seven cents each,
+that is, a six-cent piece in silver, and one cent besides. He told them
+they might keep the money until they had finished their work, and then
+he would tell them about purchasing something with it.</p>
+
+<p><q>Now,</q> said he, <q>you can rub out the tally&mdash;all but one mark. I
+have
+paid you for fourteen loads, and you have wheeled in fifteen; so you
+have one mark to go to the new tally. You can go round to the shed, and
+find a wet cloth, and wipe out your marks clean, and then make one
+again, and leave it there for to-morrow.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>But we are going right back now,</q> said Rollo.</p>
+
+<p><q>No,</q> said his father; <q>I don't want you to do any more
+to-day.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Why not, father? We want to, very much.</q></p>
+
+<p><pb n='90'/><q>I cannot tell you why, now; but I choose you should not. And,
+now, here
+is a luncheon for you in this basket. You may go and eat it where you
+please.</q></p>
+</div>
+
+<!-- Section -->
+<div>
+<index index='toc' />
+<index index='pdf' />
+<head>Rights Defined.</head>
+
+<p>So the boys took the basket, and, after they had rubbed out the tally,
+they went and sat down by their sand-garden, and began to eat the bread
+and cheese very happily together.</p>
+
+<p>After they had finished their luncheon, they went and got a
+watering-pot, and began to water their sand-garden, and, while doing it,
+began to talk about what they should buy with their money. They talked
+of several things that they should like, and, at last, Rollo said he
+meant to buy a bow and arrow with his.</p>
+
+<p><q>A bow and arrow?</q> said James. <q>I do not believe your father will let
+you.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Yes, he will let me,</q> said Rollo. <q>Besides, it is <hi
+rend='italic'>our</hi> money, and we
+can do what we have a mind to with it.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>I don't believe that,</q> said James.</p>
+
+<p><pb n='91'/><q>Why, yes, we can,</q> said Rollo.</p>
+
+<p><q>I don't believe we can,</q> said James.</p>
+
+<p><q>Well, I mean to go and ask my father,</q> said Rollo, <q>this
+minute.</q></p>
+
+<p>So he laid down the watering-pot, and ran in, and James after him. When
+they got into the room where his father was, they came and stood by his
+side a minute, waiting for him to be ready to speak to them.</p>
+
+<p>Presently, his father laid down his pen, and said,</p>
+
+<p><q>What, my boys!</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Is not this money our own?</q> said Rollo.</p>
+
+<p><q>Yes.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>And can we not buy what we have a mind to with it?</q></p>
+
+<p><q>That depends upon what you have a mind to buy.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>But, father, I should think that, if it was our own, we might do <hi
+rend='italic'>any
+thing</hi> with it we please.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>No,</q> said his father, <q>that does not follow, at all.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Why, father,</q> said Rollo, looking disappointed, <q>I thought every body
+could <pb n='92'/>do what they pleased with their own things.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Whose hat is that you have on? Is it James's?</q></p>
+
+<p><q>No, sir, it is mine.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Are you sure it is your own?</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Why, yes, sir,</q> said Rollo, taking off his hat and looking at it, and
+wondering what his father could mean.</p>
+
+<p><q>Well, do you suppose you have a right to go and sell it?</q></p>
+
+<p><q>No, sir,</q> said Rollo.</p>
+
+<p><q>Or go and burn it up?</q></p>
+
+<p><q>No, sir.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Or give it away?</q></p>
+
+<p><q>No, sir.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Then it seems that people cannot always do what they please with their
+own things.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Why, father, it seems to me, that is a very different thing.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>I dare say it seems so to you; but it is not&mdash;it is just the same
+thing. No person can do <hi rend='italic'>anything they please</hi> with their
+property.
+There are limits and restrictions in all cases. And in all cases where
+children have property, whether it <pb n='93'/>is money, hats, toys, or any
+thing,
+they are always limited and restricted to such a use of them <hi
+rend='italic'>as their
+parents approve</hi>. So, when I give you money, it becomes yours just as
+your clothes, or your wheelbarrow, or your books, are yours. They are
+all yours to use and to enjoy; but in the way of using them and enjoying
+them, you must be under my direction. Do you understand that?</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Why, yes, sir,</q> said Rollo.</p>
+
+<p><q>And does it not appear reasonable?</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Yes, sir, I don't know but it is reasonable. But <hi
+rend='italic'>men</hi> can do anything
+they please with their money, can they not?</q></p>
+
+<p><q>No,</q> said his father; <q>they are under various restrictions made by
+the
+laws of the land. But I cannot talk any more about it now. When you have
+finished your work, I will talk with you about expending your money.</q></p>
+
+<p>The boys went on with their work the next day, and built the causey up
+high enough with stones. They then levelled them off, and began to wheel
+on the gravel. Jonas made each of them a little shovel out of a shingle;
+and, as the gravel was <pb n='94'/>lying loose under a high bank, they could
+shovel
+it up easily, and fill their wheelbarrows. The third day they covered
+the stones entirely with gravel, and smoothed it all over with a rake
+and hoe, and, after it had become well trodden, it made a beautiful,
+hard causey; so that now there was a firm and dry road all the way from
+the house to the watering-place at the brook.</p>
+</div>
+
+<!-- Section -->
+<div>
+<index index='toc' />
+<index index='pdf' />
+<head>Calculation.</head>
+
+<p>On counting up the loads which it had taken to do this work, Rollo's
+father found that he owed Rollo twenty-three cents, and James
+twenty-one. The reason why Rollo had earned the most was because, at one
+time, James said he was tired, and must rest, and, while he was resting,
+Rollo went on wheeling.</p>
+
+<p>James seemed rather sorry that he had not got as many cents as Rollo.</p>
+
+<p><q>I wish I had not stopped to rest,</q> said he.</p>
+
+<p><q>I wish so too,</q> said Rollo; <q>but I <pb n='95'/>will give you two of
+my cents, and
+then I shall have only twenty-one, like you.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Shall we be alike then?</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Yes,</q> said Rollo; <q>for, you see, two cents taken away from
+twenty-three, leaves twenty-one, which is just as many as you have.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Yes, but then I shall have more. If you give me two, <hi
+rend='italic'>I</hi> shall have
+twenty-three.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>So you will,</q> said Rollo; <q>I did not think of that.</q></p>
+
+<p>The boys paused at this unexpected difficulty; at last, Rollo said he
+might give his two cents back to his father, and then they should have
+both alike.</p>
+
+<p>Just then the boys heard some one calling,</p>
+
+<p><q>Rollo!</q></p>
+
+<p>Rollo looked up, and saw his mother at the chamber window. She was
+sitting there at work, and had heard their conversation.</p>
+
+<p><q>What, mother?</q> said Rollo.</p>
+
+<p><q>You might give him <hi rend='italic'>one</hi> of yours, and then you will
+both have
+twenty-two.</q></p>
+
+<p>They thought that this would be a fine <pb n='96'/>plan, and wondered why
+they had
+not thought of it before. A few days afterwards, they decided to buy two
+little shovels with their money, one for each, so that they might shovel
+sand and gravel easier than with the wooden shovels that Jonas made.</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<!-- Story -->
+<div rend='story'>
+<pb n='99'/>
+<index index='toc' level1='Story 4. Rollo&apos;s Garden.' />
+<index index='pdf' />
+<head>Rollo's Garden.</head>
+
+<!-- Section -->
+<div>
+<index index='toc' />
+<index index='pdf' />
+<head>Farmer Cropwell.</head>
+
+<p>One warm morning, early in the spring, just after the snow was melted
+off from the ground, Rollo and his father went to take a walk. The
+ground by the side of the road was dry and settled, and they walked
+along very pleasantly; and at length they came to a fine-looking farm.
+The house was not very large, but there were great sheds and barns, and
+spacious yards, and high wood-piles, and flocks of geese, and hens and
+turkeys, and cattle and sheep, sunning themselves around the barns.</p>
+
+<p>Rollo and his father walked into the yard, and went up to the end door,
+a large pig running away with a grunt when they came up. The door was
+open, and Rollo's father knocked at it with the head of <pb n='100'/>his cane. A
+pleasant-looking young woman came to the door.</p>
+
+<p><q>Is Farmer Cropwell at home?</q> said Rollo's father.</p>
+
+<p><q>Yes, sir,</q> said she, <q>he is out in the long barn, I believe.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Shall I go there and look for him?</q> said he.</p>
+
+<p><q>If you please, sir.</q></p>
+
+<p>So Rollo's father walked along to the barn.</p>
+
+<p>It was a long barn indeed. Rollo thought he had never seen so large a
+building. On each side was a long range of stalls for cattle, facing
+towards the middle, and great scaffolds overhead, partly filled with hay
+and with bundles of straw. They walked down the barn floor, and in one
+place Rollo passed a large bull chained by the nose in one of the
+stalls. The bull uttered a sort of low growl or roar, as Rollo and his
+father passed, which made him a little afraid; but his attention was
+soon attracted to some hens, a little farther along, which were standing
+on the edge of the scaffolding over his head, and cackling with noise
+enough to fill the whole barn.</p>
+
+<pgIf output='txt'>
+<then>
+<p>[Illustration: The Bull Chained by the Nose.]
+<index index='figlist' level1='The Bull Chained by the Nose.' />
+</p>
+</then>
+<else>
+<p><figure url='images/i107.jpg'>
+<index index='figlist' level1='The Bull Chained by the Nose.' />
+<head>The Bull Chained by the Nose.</head>
+<figDesc>The Bull Chained by the Nose.</figDesc>
+</figure></p>
+</else>
+</pgIf>
+
+<p><pb n='101'/>When they got to the other end of the barn, they found a door
+leading
+out into a shed; and there was Farmer Cropwell, with one of his men and
+a pretty large boy, getting out some ploughs.</p>
+
+<p><q>Good morning, Mr. Cropwell,</q> said Rollo's father; <q>what! are you
+going
+to ploughing?</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Why, it is about time to overhaul the ploughs, and see that they are in
+order. I think we shall have an early season.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Yes, I find my garden is getting settled, and I came to talk with you a
+little about some garden seeds.</q></p>
+
+<p>The truth was, that Rollo's father was accustomed to come every spring,
+and purchase his garden seeds at this farm; and so, after a few minutes,
+they went into the house, taking Rollo with them, to get the seeds that
+were wanted, out of the seed-room.</p>
+
+<p>What they called the seed-room was a large closet in the house, with
+shelves all around it; and Rollo waited there a little while, until the
+seeds were selected, put up in papers, and given to his father.</p>
+
+<p>When this was all done, and they were just coming out, the farmer said,
+<q>Well, <pb n='102'/>my little boy, you have been very still and patient.
+Should not
+you like some seeds too? Have you got any garden?</q></p>
+
+<p><q>No, sir,</q> said Rollo; <q>but perhaps my father will give me some ground
+for one.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Well, I will give you a few seeds, at any rate.</q> So he opened a little
+drawer, and took out some seeds, and put them in a piece of paper, and
+wrote something on the outside. Then he did so again and again, until he
+had four little papers, which he handed to Rollo, and told him to plant
+them in his garden.</p>
+
+<p>Rollo thanked him, and took his seeds, and they returned home.</p>
+</div>
+
+<!-- Section -->
+<div>
+<index index='toc' />
+<index index='pdf' />
+<head>Work and Play.</head>
+
+<p>On the way, Rollo thought it would be an excellent plan for him to have
+a garden, and he told his father so.</p>
+
+<p><q>I think it would be an excellent plan myself,</q> said his father. <q>But
+do
+you intend to make work or play of it?</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Why, I must make work of it, must not I, if I have a real garden?</q></p>
+
+<p><pb n='103'/><q>No,</q> said his father; <q>you may make play of it if you
+choose.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>How?</q> said Rollo.</p>
+
+<p><q>Why, you can take a hoe, and hoe about in the ground as long as it
+amuses you to hoe; and then you can plant your seeds, and water and weed
+them just as long as you find any amusement in it. Then, if you have any
+thing else to play with, you can neglect your garden a long time, and
+let the weeds grow, and not come and pull them up until you get tired of
+other play, and happen to feel like working in your garden.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>I should not think that that would be a very good plan,</q> said
+Rollo.</p>
+
+<p><q>Why, yes,</q> replied his father; <q>I do not know but that it is a good
+plan enough,&mdash;that is, for <hi rend='italic'>play</hi>. It is right for you
+to play
+sometimes; and I do not know why you might not play with a piece of
+ground, and seeds, as well as with any thing else.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Well, father, how should I manage my garden if I was going to make
+<hi rend='italic'>work</hi> of it?</q></p>
+
+<p><q>O, then you would not do it for amusement, but for the useful results.<pb
+n='104'/>
+You would consider what you could raise to best advantage, and then lay
+out your garden; not as you might happen to <hi rend='italic'>fancy</hi> doing
+it, but so as
+to get the most produce from it. When you come to dig it over, you would
+not consider how long you could find amusement in digging, but how much
+digging is necessary to make the ground productive; and so in all your
+operations.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Well, father, which do you think would be the best plan for me?</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Why, I hardly know. By making play of it, you will have the greatest
+pleasure as you go along. But, in the other plan, you will have some
+good crops of vegetables, fruits, and flowers.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>And shouldn't I have any crops if I made play of my garden?</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Yes; I think you might, perhaps, have some flowers, and, perhaps, some
+beans and peas.</q></p>
+
+<p>Rollo hesitated for some time which plan he should adopt. He had worked
+enough to know that it was often very tiresome to keep on with his work
+when he wanted to go and play; but then he knew that after it was over,
+there was <pb n='105'/>great satisfaction in thinking of useful employment, and
+in
+seeing what had been done.</p>
+
+<p>That afternoon he went out into the garden to consider what he should
+do, and he found his father there, staking out some ground.</p>
+
+<p><q>Father,</q> said he, <q>whereabouts should you give me the ground for my
+garden?</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Why, that depends,</q> said his father, <q>on the plan you determine upon.
+If you are going to make play of it, I must give you ground in a back
+corner, where the irregularity, and the weeds, will be out of sight. But
+if you conclude to have a real garden, and to work industriously a
+little while every day upon it, I should give it to you there, just
+beyond the pear-tree.</q></p>
+
+<p>Rollo looked at the two places, but he could not make up his mind. That
+evening he asked Jonas about it, and Jonas advised him to ask his father
+to let him have both. <q>Then,</q> said he, <q>you can work on your real garden
+as long as there is any necessary work to be done, and then you could go
+and play about the other with James or Lucy, when they are here.</q></p>
+
+<p><pb n='106'/>Rollo went off immediately, and asked his father. His father
+said there
+would be some difficulties about that; but he would think of it, and see
+if there was any way to avoid them.</p>
+
+<p>The next morning, when he came in to breakfast, he had a paper in his
+hand, and he told Rollo he had concluded to let him have the two
+gardens, on certain conditions, which he had written down. He opened the
+paper, and read as follows:&mdash;</p>
+
+<milestone unit='tb' rend='rule:50%'/>
+
+<p><q rend='pre'><hi rend='italic'>Conditions on which I let Rollo have two
+pieces of land to cultivate</hi>;
+the one to be called his <hi rend='italic'>working-garden</hi>, and the other
+his
+<hi rend='italic'>playing-garden</hi>.</q></p>
+
+<p><q rend='pre'>1. In cultivating his working-garden, he is to take Jonas's
+advice, and
+to follow it faithfully in every respect.</q></p>
+
+<p><q rend='pre'>2. He is not to go and work upon his playing-garden, at any
+time, when
+there is any work that ought to be done on his working-garden.</q></p>
+
+<p><q rend='pre'>3. If he lets his working-garden get out of order, and I give
+him
+notice of it; then, if it is not put perfectly in order again within
+three days after receiving the notice, he is to forfeit the garden, and
+all that is growing upon it.</q></p>
+
+<p><pb n='107'/><q>4. Whatever he raises, he may sell to me, at fair prices, at
+the end of
+the season.</q></p>
+</div>
+
+<!-- Section -->
+<div>
+<index index='toc' />
+<index index='pdf' />
+<head>Planting.</head>
+
+<p>Rollo accepted the conditions, and asked his father to stake out the two
+pieces of ground for him, as soon as he could; and his father did so
+that day. The piece for the working-garden was much the largest. There
+was a row of currant-bushes near it, and his father said he might
+consider all those opposite his piece of ground as included in it, and
+belonging to him.</p>
+
+<p>So Rollo asked Jonas what he had better do first, and Jonas told him
+that the first thing was to dig his ground all over, pretty deep; and,
+as it was difficult to begin it, Jonas said he would begin it for him.
+So Jonas began, and dug along one side, and instructed Rollo how to
+throw up the spadefuls of earth out of the way, so that the next
+spadeful would come up easier.</p>
+
+<p>Jonas, in this way, made a kind of <pb n='108'/>a trench all along the side
+of
+Rollo's ground; and he told Rollo to be careful to throw every spadeful
+well forward, so as to keep the trench open and free, and then it would
+be easy for him to dig.</p>
+
+<p>Jonas then left him, and told him that there was work enough for him for
+three or four days, to dig up his ground well.</p>
+
+<p>Rollo went to work, very patiently, for the first day, and persevered an
+hour in digging up his ground. Then he left his work for that day; and
+the next morning, when the regular hour which he had allotted to work
+arrived, he found he had not much inclination to return to it. He
+accordingly asked his father whether it would not be a good plan to
+plant what he had already dug, before he dug any more.</p>
+
+<p><q>What is Jonas's advice?</q> said his father.</p>
+
+<p><q>Why, he told me I had better dig it all up first; but I thought that,
+if I planted part first, those things would be growing while I am
+digging up the rest of the ground.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>But you must do, you know, as Jonas advises; that is the condition.
+Next <pb n='109'/>year, perhaps, you will be old enough to act according to your
+own
+judgment; but this year you must follow guidance.</q></p>
+
+<p>Rollo recollected the condition, and he had nothing to say against it;
+but he looked dissatisfied.</p>
+
+<p><q>Don't you think that is reasonable, Rollo?</q> said his father.</p>
+
+<p><q>Why; I don't know,</q> said Rollo.</p>
+
+<p><q>This very case shows that it is reasonable. Here you want to plant a
+part before you have got the ground prepared. The real reason is because
+you are tired of digging; not because you are really of opinion that
+that would be a better plan. You have not the means of judging whether
+it is, or is not, now, time to begin to put in seeds.</q></p>
+
+<p>Rollo could not help seeing that that was his real motive; and he
+promised his father that he would go on, though it was tiresome. It was
+not the hard labor of the digging that fatigued him, for, by following
+Jonas's directions, he found it easy work; but it was the sameness of
+it. He longed for something new.</p>
+
+<p>He persevered, however, and it was a valuable lesson to him; for when he
+had <pb n='110'/>got it all done, he was so satisfied with thinking that it was
+fairly completed, and in thinking that now it was all ready together,
+and that he could form a plan for the whole at once, that he determined
+that forever after, when he had any unpleasant piece of work to do, he
+would go on patiently through it, even if it was tiresome.</p>
+
+<p>With Jonas's help, Rollo planned his garden beautifully. He put double
+rows of peas and beans all around, so that when they should grow up,
+they would enclose his garden like a fence or hedge, and make it look
+snug and pleasant within. Then, he had a row of corn, for he thought he
+should like some green corn himself to roast. Then, he had one bed of
+beets and some hills of muskmelons, and in one corner he planted some
+flower seeds, so that he could have some flowers to put into his
+mother's glasses, for the mantel-piece.</p>
+
+<p>Rollo took great interest in laying out and planting his ground, and in
+watching the garden when the seeds first came up; for all this was easy
+and pleasant work. In the intervals, he used to play on his<pb n='111'/>
+pleasure-ground, planting and digging, and setting out, just as he
+pleased.</p>
+
+<p>Sometimes he, and James, and Lucy, would go out in the woods with his
+little wheelbarrow, and dig up roots of flowers and little trees there,
+and bring them in, and set them out here and there. But he did not
+proceed regularly with this ground. He did not dig it all up first, and
+then form a regular plan for the whole; and the consequence was, that it
+soon became very irregular. He would want to make a path one day where
+he had set out a little tree, perhaps, a few days before; and it often
+happened that, when he was making a little trench to sow one kind of
+seeds, out came a whole parcel of others that he had put in before, and
+forgotten.</p>
+
+<p>Then, when the seeds came up in his playing-garden, they came up here
+and there, irregularly; but, in his working-garden, all looked orderly
+and beautiful.</p>
+
+<p>One evening, just before sundown, Rollo brought out his father and
+mother to look at his two gardens. The difference between them was very
+great; and Rollo, as he ran along before his father, said that <pb n='112'/>he
+thought the working plan of making a garden was a great deal better than
+the playing plan.</p>
+
+<p><q>That depends upon what your object is.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>How so?</q> said Rollo.</p>
+
+<p><q>Why, which do you think you have had the most amusement from, thus
+far?</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Why, I have had most amusement, I suppose, in the little garden in the
+corner.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Yes,</q> said his father, <q>undoubtedly. But the other appears altogether
+the best now, and will produce altogether more in the end. So, if your
+object is useful results, you must manage systematically, regularly, and
+patiently; but if you only want amusement as you go along, you had
+better do every day just as you happen to feel inclined.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Well, father, which do you think is best for a boy?</q></p>
+
+<p><q>For quite small boys, a garden for play is best. They have not patience
+or industry enough for any other.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Do you think I have patience or industry enough?</q></p>
+
+<p><q>You have done very well, so far; but the trying time is to come.</q></p>
+
+<p><pb n='113'/><q>Why, father?</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Because the novelty of the beginning is over, and now you will have a
+good deal of hoeing and weeding to do for a month to come. I am not sure
+but that you will forfeit your land yet.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>But you are to give me three days' notice, you know.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>That is true; but we shall see.</q></p>
+</div>
+
+<!-- Section -->
+<div>
+<index index='toc' />
+<index index='pdf' />
+<head>The Trying Time.</head>
+
+<p>The trying time did come, true enough; for, in June and July, Rollo
+found it hard to take proper care of his garden. If he had worked
+resolutely an hour, once or twice a week, it would have been enough; but
+he became interested in other plays, and, when Jonas reminded him that
+the weeds were growing, he would go in and hoe a few minutes, and then
+go away to play.</p>
+
+<p>At last, one day his father gave him notice that his garden was getting
+out of order, and, unless it was entirely restored in three days, it
+must be forfeited.</p>
+
+<p><pb n='114'/>Rollo was not much alarmed, for he thought he should have ample
+time to
+do it before the three days should have expired.</p>
+
+<p>It was just at night that Rollo received his notice. He worked a little
+the next morning; but his heart was not in it much, and he left it
+before he had made much progress. The weeds were well rooted and strong,
+and he found it much harder to get them up than he expected. The next
+day, he did a little more, and, near the latter part of the afternoon,
+Jonas saw him running about after butterflies in the yard, and asked him
+if he had got his work all done.</p>
+
+<p><q>No,</q> said he; <q>but I think I have got more than half done, and I can
+finish it very early to-morrow.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>To-morrow!</q> said Jonas. <q>To-morrow is Sunday, and you cannot work
+then.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Is it?</q> said Rollo, with much surprise and alarm; <q>I didn't know
+that.
+What shall I do? Do you suppose my father will count Sunday?</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Yes,</q> said Jonas, <q>I presume he will. He said, three <hi
+rend='italic'>days</hi>, without
+mentioning any thing about Sunday.</q></p>
+
+<p><pb n='115'/>Rollo ran for his hoe. He had become much attached to his
+ground, and
+was very unwilling to lose it; but he knew that his father would
+rigorously insist on his forfeiting it, if he failed to keep the
+conditions. So he went to work as hard as he could.</p>
+
+<p>It was then almost sundown. He hoed away, and pulled up the weeds, as
+industriously as possible, until the sun went down. He then kept on
+until it was so dark that he could not see any longer, and then, finding
+that there was considerable more to be done, and that he could not work
+any longer, he sat down on the side of his little wheelbarrow, and burst
+into tears.</p>
+
+<p>He knew, however, that it would do no good to cry, and so, after a time,
+he dried his eyes, and went in. He could not help hoping that his father
+would not count the Sunday; and <q>If I can only have Monday,</q> said he to
+himself, <q>it will all be well.</q></p>
+
+<p>He went in to ask his father, but found that he had gone away, and would
+not come home until quite late. He begged his mother to let him sit up
+until he came <pb n='116'/>home, so that he could ask him, and, as she saw that
+he
+was so anxious and unhappy about it, she consented. Rollo sat at the
+window watching, and, as soon as he heard his father drive up to the
+door, he went out, and, while he was getting out of the chaise, he said
+to him, in a trembling, faltering voice,</p>
+
+<p><q>Father, do you count Sunday as one of my three days?</q></p>
+
+<p><q>No, my son.</q></p>
+
+<p>Rollo clapped his hands, and said, <q>O, how glad!</q> and ran back. He told
+his mother that he was very much obliged to her for letting him sit up,
+and now he was ready to go to bed.</p>
+
+<p>He went to his room, undressed himself, and, in a few minutes, his
+father came in to get his light.</p>
+
+<p><q>Father,</q> said Rollo, <q>I am very much obliged to you for not counting
+Sunday.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>It is not out of any indulgence to you, Rollo; I have no right to count
+Sunday.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>No right, father? Why, you said three days.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Yes; but in such agreements as that, three working days are always
+meant; so that, strictly, according to the <pb n='117'/>agreement, I do not
+think I
+have any right to count Sunday. If I had, I should have felt obliged to
+count it.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Why, father?</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Because I want you, when you grow up to be a man, to be <hi
+rend='italic'>bound</hi> by your
+agreements. Men will hold you to your agreements when you are a man, and
+I want you to be accustomed to it while you are a boy. I should rather
+give up twice as much land as your garden, than take yours away from you
+now; but I must do it if you do not get it in good order before the time
+is out.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>But, father, I shall, for I shall have time enough on Monday.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>True; but some accident may prevent it. Suppose you should be
+sick.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>If I was sick, should you count it?</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Certainly. You ought not to let your garden get out of order; and, if
+you do it, you run the risk of all accidents that may prevent your
+working during the three days.</q></p>
+
+<p>Rollo bade his father good night, and he went to sleep, thinking what a
+narrow escape he had had. He felt sure that he should save it now, for
+he did not think <pb n='118'/>there was the least danger of his being sick on
+Monday.</p>
+</div>
+
+<!-- Section -->
+<div>
+<index index='toc' />
+<index index='pdf' />
+<head>A Narrow Escape.</head>
+
+<p>Monday morning came, and, when he awoke, his first movement was, to jump
+out of bed, exclaiming,</p>
+
+<p><q>Well, I am not sick this morning, am I?</q></p>
+
+<p>He had scarcely spoken the words, however, before his ear caught the
+sound of rain, and, looking out of the window, he saw, to his utter
+consternation, that it was pouring steadily down, and, from the wind and
+the gray uniformity of the clouds, there was every appearance of a
+settled storm.</p>
+
+<p><q>What shall I do?</q> said Rollo. <q>What shall I do? Why did I not finish
+it
+on Saturday?</q></p>
+
+<p>He dressed himself, went down stairs, and looked out at the clouds.
+There was no prospect of any thing but rain. He ate his breakfast, and
+then went out, and looked again. Rain, still. He studied and <pb
+n='119'/>recited
+his morning lessons, and then again looked out. Rain, rain. He could not
+help hoping it would clear up before night; but, as it continued so
+steadily, he began to be seriously afraid that, after all, he should
+lose his garden.</p>
+
+<p>He spent the day very anxiously and unhappily. He knew, from what his
+father had said, that he could not hope to have another day allowed, and
+that all would depend on his being able to do the work before night.</p>
+
+<p>At last, about the middle of the afternoon, Rollo came into the room
+where his father and mother were sitting, and told his father that it
+did not rain a great deal then, and asked him if he might not go out and
+finish his weeding; he did not care, he said, if he did get wet.</p>
+
+<p><q>But your getting wet will not injure you alone&mdash;it will spoil your
+clothes.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Besides, you will take cold,</q> said his mother.</p>
+
+<p><q>Perhaps he would not take cold, if he were to put on dry clothes as
+soon as he leaves working,</q> said his father; <q>but wetting his clothes
+would put you to a <pb n='120'/>good deal of trouble. No; I'd rather you would
+not
+go, on the whole, Rollo.</q></p>
+
+<p>Rollo turned away with tears in his eyes, and went out into the kitchen.
+He sat down on a bench in the shed where Jonas was working, and looked
+out towards the garden. Jonas pitied him, and would gladly have gone and
+done the work for him; but he knew that his father would not allow that.
+At last, a sudden thought struck him.</p>
+
+<p><q>Rollo,</q> said he, <q>you might perhaps find some old clothes in the
+garret, which it would not hurt to get wet.</q></p>
+
+<p>Rollo jumped up, and said, <q>Let us go and see.</q></p>
+
+<p>They went up garret, and found, hanging up, quite a quantity of old
+clothes. Some belonged to Jonas, some to himself, and they selected the
+worst ones they could find, and carried them down into the shed.</p>
+
+<p>Then Rollo went and called his mother to come out, and he asked her if
+she thought it would hurt those old clothes to get wet. She laughed, and
+said no; and said she would go and ask his father to let him go out with
+them.</p>
+
+<p><pb n='121'/>In a few minutes, she came back, and said that his father
+consented, but
+that he must go himself, and put on the old clothes, without troubling
+his mother, and then, when he came back, he must rub himself dry with a
+towel, and put on his common dress, and put the wet ones somewhere in
+the shed to dry; and when they were dry, put them all back carefully in
+their places.</p>
+
+<pgIf output='txt'>
+<then>
+<p>[Illustration: Work in the Rain.]
+<index index='figlist' level1='Work in the Rain.' /></p>
+</then>
+<else>
+<p><figure url='images/i128.jpg'>
+<index index='figlist' level1='Work in the Rain.' />
+<head>Work in the Rain.</head>
+<figDesc>Work in the Rain.</figDesc>
+</figure></p>
+</else>
+</pgIf>
+
+<p><pb n='122'/>Rollo ran up to his room, and rigged himself out, as well as he
+could,
+putting one of Jonas's great coats over him, and wearing an old
+broad-brimmed straw hat on his head. Thus equipped, he took his hoe, and
+sallied forth in the rain.</p>
+
+<p>At first he thought it was good fun; but, in about half an hour, he
+began to be tired, and to feel very uncomfortable. The rain spattered in
+his face, and leaked down the back of his neck; and then the ground was
+wet and slippery; and once or twice he almost gave up in despair.</p>
+
+<p>He persevered, however, and before dark he got it done. He raked off all
+the weeds, and smoothed the ground over carefully, for he knew his
+father would come out to examine it as soon as the storm was over. Then
+he went in, rubbed himself dry, changed his clothes, and went and took
+his seat by the kitchen fire.</p>
+
+<p>His father came out a few minutes after, and said, <q>Well, Rollo, have
+you got through?</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Yes, sir,</q> said Rollo.</p>
+
+<p><q>Well, I am <hi rend='italic'>very</hi> glad of it. I was afraid you would
+have lost your
+garden. As it is, perhaps it will do you good.</q></p>
+
+<p><pb n='123'/><q>How?</q> said Rollo. <q>What good?</q></p>
+
+<p><q>It will teach you, I hope, that it is dangerous to neglect or postpone
+doing one's duty. We cannot always depend on repairing the mischief.
+When the proper opportunity is once lost, it may never return.</q></p>
+
+<p>Rollo said nothing, but he thought he should remember the lesson as long
+as he lived.</p>
+
+<p>He remembered it for the rest of that summer, at any rate, and did not
+run any more risks. He kept his ground very neat, and his father did not
+have to give him notice again. His corn grew finely, and he had many a
+good roasting ear from it; and his flowers helped ornament the parlor
+mantel-piece all the summer; and the green peas, and the beans, and the
+muskmelons, and the other vegetables, which his father took and paid
+for, amounted to more than two dollars.<pb n='124'/></p>
+</div>
+
+<!-- Section -->
+<div>
+<index index='toc' />
+<index index='pdf' />
+<head>Advice.</head>
+
+<p><q>Well, Rollo,</q> said his father, one evening, as he was sitting on his
+cricket before a bright, glowing fire, late in the autumn, after all his
+fruits were gathered in, <q>you have really done some work this summer,
+haven't you?</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Yes, sir,</q> said Rollo; and he began to reckon up the amount of peas,
+and beans, and corn, and other things, that he had raised.</p>
+
+<p><q>Yes,</q> said his father, <q>you have had a pretty good garden; but the
+best
+of it is your own improvement. You are really beginning to get over some
+of the faults of <hi rend='italic'>boy work</hi>.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>What are the faults of boy work?</q> said Rollo.</p>
+
+<p><q rend='pre'>One of the first is, confounding work with play,&mdash;or
+rather expecting
+the pleasure of play, while they are doing work. There is great pleasure
+in doing work, as I have told you before, when it is well and properly
+done, but it is very different from the pleasure of play. It comes
+later; <pb n='125'/>generally after the work is done. While you are doing your
+work,
+it requires <hi rend='italic'>exertion</hi> and <hi
+rend='italic'>self-denial</hi>, and sometimes the sameness is
+tiresome.</q></p>
+
+<p><q rend='pre'>It is so with <hi rend='italic'>men</hi> when they work, but
+they expect it will be so, and
+persevere notwithstanding; but <hi rend='italic'>boys</hi>, who have not learned
+this, expect
+their work will be play; and, when they find it is not so, they get
+tired, and want to leave it or to find some new way.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>You showed your wish to make play of your work, that day when you were
+getting in your chips, by insisting on having just such a basket as you
+happened to fancy; and then, when you got a little tired of that, going
+for the wheelbarrow; and then leaving the chips altogether, and going to
+piling the wood.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Well, father,</q> said Rollo, <q>do not men try to make their work as
+pleasant as they can?</q></p>
+
+<p><q rend='pre'>Yes, but they do not continually change from one thing to
+another in
+hopes to make it <hi rend='italic'>amusing</hi>. They always expect that it will
+be laborious
+and tiresome, and they understand this before<pb n='126'/>hand, and go steadily
+forward notwithstanding. You are beginning to learn to do this.</q></p>
+
+<p><q rend='pre'>Another fault, which you boys are very apt to fall into, is
+impatience.
+This comes from the first fault; for you expect, when you go to work,
+the kind of pleasure you have in play, and when you find you do not
+obtain it, or meet with any difficulties, you grow impatient, and get
+tired of what you are doing.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>From this follows the third fault&mdash;<hi
+rend='italic'>changeableness</hi>, or want of
+perseverance. Instead of steadily going forward in the way they
+commence, boys are very apt to abandon one thing after another, and to
+try this new way, and that new way, so as to accomplish very little in
+any thing.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Do you think I have overcome all these?</q> said Rollo.</p>
+
+<p><q>In part,</q> said his father; <q>you begin to understand something about
+them, and to be on your guard against them. But you have only made a
+beginning.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Only a beginning?</q> said Rollo; <q>why, I thought I had learned to work
+pretty well.</q></p>
+
+<p><pb n='127'/><q>So you have, for a little boy; but it is only a beginning,
+after all. I
+don't think you would succeed in persevering steadily, so as to
+accomplish any serious undertaking now.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Why, father, <hi rend='italic'>I</hi> think I should.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Suppose I should give you the Latin grammar to learn in three months,
+and tell you that, at the end of that time, I would hear you recite it
+all at once. Do you suppose you should be ready?</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Why, father, that is not <hi rend='italic'>work</hi>.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Yes,</q> said his father, <q>that is one kind of work,&mdash;and just such
+a kind
+of work, so far as patience, steadiness, and perseverance, are needed,
+as you will have most to do, in future years. But if I were to give it
+to you to do, and then say nothing to you about it till you had time to
+have learned the whole, I have some doubts whether you would recite a
+tenth part of it.</q></p>
+
+<p>Rollo was silent; he knew it would be just so.</p>
+
+<p><q>No, my little son,</q> said his father, putting him down and patting his
+head, <q>you have got a great deal to learn <pb n='128'/>before you become a
+man; but
+then you have got some years to learn it in; that is a comfort. But now
+it is time for you to go to bed; so good night.</q></p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+
+<!-- Story -->
+<div rend='story'>
+<pb n='131'/>  
+<index index='toc' level1='Story 5. The Apple-Gathering.' />
+<index index='pdf' />
+<head>The Apple-Gathering.</head>
+
+<!-- Section -->
+<div>
+<index index='toc' />
+<index index='pdf' />
+<head>The Garden-House.</head>
+
+<p>There was a certain building on one side of Farmer Cropwell's yard which
+they called the <hi rend='italic'>garden-house</hi>. There was one large double
+door which
+opened from it into the garden, and another smaller one which led to the
+yard towards the house. On one side of this room were a great many
+different kinds of garden-tools, such as hoes, rakes, shovels, and
+spades; there were one or two wheelbarrows, and little wagons. Over
+these were two or three broad shelves, with baskets, and bundles of
+matting, and ropes, and chains, and various iron tools. Around the wall,
+in different places, various things were hung up&mdash;here a row of augers,
+there a trap, and in other places parts of harness.</p>
+
+<p><pb n='132'/>Opposite to these, there was a large bench, which extended along
+the
+whole side. At one end of this bench there were a great many carpenter's
+tools; and the other was covered with papers of seeds, and little
+bundles of dried plants, which Farmer Cropwell had just been getting in
+from the garden.</p>
+
+<p>The farmer and one of his boys was at work here, arranging his seeds,
+and doing up his bundles, one pleasant morning in the fall, when a boy
+about twelve years old came running to the door of the garden-house,
+from the yard, playing with a large dog. The dog ran behind him, jumping
+up upon him; and when they got to the door, the boy ran in quick,
+laughing, and shut the door suddenly, so that the dog could not come in
+after him. This boy's name was George: the dog's name was Nappy&mdash;that
+is, they always called him Nappy. His true name was Napoleon; though
+James always thought that he got his name from the long naps he used to
+take in a certain sunny corner of the yard.</p>
+
+<p>But, as I said before, George got into the garden-house, and shut Nappy
+out. <pb n='133'/>He stood there holding the door, and said,</p>
+
+<p><q>Father, all the horses have been watered but Jolly: may I ride him to
+the brook?</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Yes,</q> said his father.</p>
+
+<p>So George turned round, and opened the door a little way, and peeped
+out.</p>
+
+<p><q>Ah, old Nappy! you are there still, are you, wagging your tail? Don't
+you wish you could catch him?</q></p>
+
+<p>George then shut the door, and walked softly across to the great door
+leading out into the garden. From here he stole softly around into the
+barn, by a back way, and then came forward, and peeped out in front, and
+saw that Nappy was still there, sitting up, and looking at the door very
+closely. He was waiting for George to come out.</p>
+</div>
+
+<!-- Section -->
+<div>
+<index index='toc' />
+<index index='pdf' />
+<head>Jolly.</head>
+
+<p>George then went back to the stall where Jolly was feeding. He went in
+and untied his halter, and led him out. <pb n='134'/>Jolly was a sleek, black,
+beautiful little horse, not old enough to do much work, but a very good
+horse to ride. George took down a bridle, and, after leading Jolly to a
+horse-block, where he could stand up high enough to reach his head, he
+put the bridle on, and then jumped up upon his back, and walked him out
+of the barn by a door where Nappy could not see them.</p>
+
+<p>He then rode round by the other side of the house, until he came to the
+road, and he went along the road until he could see up the yard to the
+place where Nappy was watching. He called out, <hi rend='italic'>Nappy!</hi> in
+a loud voice,
+and then immediately set his horse off upon a run. Nappy looked down to
+the road, and was astonished to see George upon the horse, when he
+supposed he was still behind the door where he was watching, and he
+sprang forward, and set off after him in full pursuit.</p>
+
+<p>He caught George just as he was riding down into the brook. George was
+looking round and laughing at him as he came up; but Nappy looked quite
+grave, and did nothing but go down into the brook, and lap up water with
+his tongue, while the horse drank.</p>
+
+<p><pb n='135'/>While the horse was drinking, Rollo came along the road, and
+George
+asked him how his garden came on.</p>
+
+<p><q>O, very well,</q> said Rollo. <q>Father is going to give me a larger one
+next year.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Have you got a strawberry-bed?</q> said George.</p>
+
+<p><q>No,</q> said Rollo.</p>
+
+<p><q>I should think you would have a strawberry-bed. My father will give you
+some plants, and you can set them out this fall.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>I don't know how to set them out,</q> said Rollo. <q>Could you come and
+show
+me?</q></p>
+
+<p>George said he would ask his father; and then, as his horse had done
+drinking, he turned round, and rode home again.</p>
+
+<p>Mr. Cropwell said that he would give Rollo a plenty of
+strawberry-plants, and, as to George's helping him set them out, he said
+that they might exchange works. If Rollo would come and help George
+gather his meadow-russets, George might go and help him make his
+strawberry-bed. That evening, George went and told Rollo of this plan,
+and Rollo's father approved of <pb n='136'/>it. So it was agreed that, the next
+day,
+he should go to help them gather the russets. They invited James to go
+too.</p>
+</div>
+
+<!-- Section -->
+<div>
+<index index='toc' />
+<index index='pdf' />
+<head>The Pet Lamb.</head>
+
+<p>The next morning, James and Rollo went together to the farmer's. They
+found George at the gate waiting for them, with his dog Nappy. As the
+boys were walking along into the yard, George said that his dog Nappy
+was the best friend he had in the world, except his lamb.</p>
+
+<p><q>Your lamb!</q> said James; <q>have you got a lamb?</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Yes, a most beautiful little lamb. When he was very little indeed, he
+was weak and sick, and father thought he would not live; and he told me
+I might have him if I wanted him. I made a bed for him in the corner of
+the kitchen.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>O, I wish I had one,</q> said James. <q>Where is he now?</q></p>
+
+<p><q>O, he is grown up large, and he plays around in the field behind the
+house. If I go out there with a little pan of milk, <pb n='137'/>and call him
+so,&mdash;<hi rend='italic'>Co-nan</hi>, <hi rend='italic'>Co-nan</hi>, 
+<hi rend='italic'>Co-nan</hi>,&mdash;he comes running up to me to get the
+milk.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>I wish I could see him,</q> said James.</p>
+
+<p><q>Well, you can,</q> said George. <q>My sister Ann will go and show him to
+you.</q></p>
+
+<p>So George called his sister Ann, and asked her if she should be willing
+to go and show James and Rollo his lamb, while he went and got the
+little wagon ready to go for the apples.</p>
+
+<p>Ann said she would, and she went into the house, and got a pan with a
+little milk in the bottom of it, and walked along carefully, James and
+Rollo following her. When they had got round to the other side of the
+house, they found there a little gate, leading out into a field where
+there were green grass and little clumps of trees.</p>
+
+<p>Ann went carefully through. James and Rollo stopped to look. She walked
+on a little way, and looked around every where, but she saw no lamb.
+Presently she began to call out, as George had said, <q><hi
+rend='italic'>Co-nan</hi>,
+<hi rend='italic'>Co-nan</hi>, <hi rend='italic'>Co-nan</hi>.</q></p>
+
+<p>In a minute or two, the lamb began to run towards her out of a little
+thicket of <pb n='138'/>bushes; and it drank the milk out of the pan. James and
+Rollo were very much pleased, but they did not go towards the lamb. Ann
+let it drink all it wanted, and then it walked away.<del>*</del></p>
+
+<p>Then James ran back to the yard. He found that George and Rollo had gone
+into the garden-house. He went in there after them, and found that they
+were getting a little wagon ready to draw out into the field. There were
+three barrels standing by the door of the garden-house, and George told
+them that they were to put their apples into them.</p>
+</div>
+
+<!-- Section -->
+<div>
+<index index='toc' />
+<index index='pdf' />
+<head>The Meadow-Russet.</head>
+
+<p>There was a beautiful meadow down a little way from Farmer Cropwell's
+house, and at the farther side of it, across a brook, there stood a very
+large old apple-tree, which bore a kind of apples called <hi
+rend='italic'>russets</hi>, and
+they called the tree the <hi rend='italic'>meadow-russet</hi>. These were the
+apples that the
+boys were <pb n='139'/>going to gather. They soon got ready, and began to walk
+along
+the path towards the meadow. Two of them drew the wagon, and the others
+carried long poles to knock off the apples with.</p>
+
+<p>As the party were descending the hill towards the meadow, they saw
+before them, coming around a turn in the path, a cart and oxen, with a
+large boy driving. They immediately began to call out to one another to
+turn out, some pulling one way and some the other, with much noise and
+vociferation. At last they got fairly out upon the grass, and the cart
+went by. The boy who was driving it said, as he went by, smiling,</p>
+
+<p><q>Who is the head of <hi rend='italic'>that</hi> gang?</q></p>
+
+<p>James and Rollo looked at him, wondering what he meant. George laughed.</p>
+
+<p><q>What does he mean?</q> said Rollo.</p>
+
+<p><q>He means,</q> said George, laughing, <q>that we make so much noise and
+confusion, that we cannot have any head.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Any head?</q> said James.</p>
+
+<p><q>Yes,&mdash;any master workman.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Why,</q> said Rollo, <q>do we need a master workman?</q></p>
+
+<p><pb n='140'/><q>No,</q> said George, <q>I don't believe we do.</q></p>
+
+<p>So the boys went along until they came to the brook. They crossed the
+brook on a bridge of planks, and were very soon under the spreading
+branches of the great apple-tree.</p>
+
+<pgIf output='txt'>
+<then>
+<p>[Illustration: The Harvesting Party.]
+<index index='figlist' level1='The Harvesting Party.' />
+</p>
+</then>
+<else>
+<p><figure url='images/i147.jpg'>
+<index index='figlist' level1='The Harvesting Party.' />
+<head>The Harvesting Party.</head>
+<figDesc>The Harvesting Party.</figDesc>
+</figure></p>
+</else>
+</pgIf>
+
+</div>
+
+<!-- Section -->
+<div>
+<pb n='141'/>
+<index index='toc' />
+<index index='pdf' />
+<head>Insubordination.</head>
+
+<p>The boys immediately began the work of getting down the apples. But,
+unluckily, there were but two poles, and they all wanted them. George
+had one, and James the other, and Rollo came up to James, and took hold
+of his pole, saying,</p>
+
+<p><q>Here, James, I will knock them down; you may pick them up and put them
+in the wagon.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>No,</q> said James, holding fast to his pole; <q>no, I'd rather knock them
+down.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>No,</q> said Rollo, <q>I can knock them down better.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>But I got the pole first, and I ought to have it.</q></p>
+
+<p>Rollo, finding that James was not willing to give up his pole, left him,
+and went to George, and asked George to let him have the pole; but
+George said he was taller, and could use it better than Rollo.</p>
+
+<p>Rollo was a little out of humor at this, and stood aside and looked on.
+James soon got tired of his pole, and laid it down; and then Rollo
+seized it, and began knocking the apples off of the tree. <pb n='142'/>But it
+fatigued him very much to reach up so high; and, in fact, they all three
+got tired of the poles very soon, and began picking up the apples.</p>
+
+<p>But they did not go on any more harmoniously with this than with the
+other. After Rollo and James had thrown in several apples, George came
+and turned them all out.</p>
+
+<p><q>You must not put them in so,</q> said he; <q>all the good and bad ones
+together.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>How must we put them in?</q> asked Rollo.</p>
+
+<p><q>Why, first we must get a load of good, large, whole, round apples, and
+then a load of small and wormy ones. We only put the <hi rend='italic'>good</hi>
+ones into
+the barrels.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>And what do you do with the little ones?</q> said James.</p>
+
+<p><q>O, we give them to the pigs.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Well,</q> said Rollo, <q>we can pick them all up together now, and
+separate
+them when we get home.</q></p>
+
+<p>As he said this, he threw in a handful of small apples among the good
+ones which George had been putting in.</p>
+
+<p><q>Be still,</q> said George; <q>you must <pb n='143'/>not do so. I tell you
+we must not
+mix them at all.</q> And he poured the apples out upon the ground again.</p>
+
+<p><q>O, I'll tell you what we will do,</q> said James; <q>we will get a load of
+little ones first, and then the big ones. I want to see the pigs eat
+them up.</q></p>
+
+<p>But George thought it was best to take the big ones first, and so they
+had quite a discussion about it, and a great deal of time was lost
+before they could agree.</p>
+
+<p>Thus they went on for some time, discussing every thing, and each
+wanting to do the work in his own way. They did not dispute much, it is
+true, for neither of them wished to make difficulty. But each thought he
+might direct as well as the others, and so they had much talk and
+clamor, and but very little work. When one wanted the wagon to be on one
+side of the tree, the others wanted it the other; and when George
+thought it was time to draw the load along towards home, Rollo and James
+thought it was not nearly full enough. So they were all pulling in
+different directions, and made very slow progress in their work. It took
+them a long time to get their wagon full.</p>
+
+<p><pb n='144'/>When they got the load ready, and were fairly set off on the
+road, they
+went on smoothly and pleasantly for a time, until they got up near the
+door of the garden-house, when Rollo was going to turn the wagon round
+so as to back it up to the door, and George began to pull in the other
+direction.</p>
+
+<p><q>Not so, Rollo,</q> said George; <q>go right up straight.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>No,</q> said Rollo, <q>it is better to <hi rend='italic'>back</hi> it
+up.</q></p>
+
+<p>James had something to say, too; and they all pulled, and talked loud
+and all together, so that there was nothing but noise and clamor. In the
+mean time, the wagon, being pulled every way, of course did not move at
+all.</p>
+</div>
+
+<!-- Section -->
+<div>
+<index index='toc' />
+<index index='pdf' />
+<head>Subordination.</head>
+
+<p>Presently Farmer Cropwell made his appearance at the door of the
+garden-house.</p>
+
+<p><q>Well, boys,</q> said he, <q>you seem to be pretty good-natured, and I am
+glad of <pb n='145'/>that; but you are certainly the <hi
+rend='italic'>noisiest</hi> workmen, of your
+size, that I ever heard.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Why, father,</q> said George, <q>I want to go right up to the door,
+straight, and Rollo won't let me.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Must not we back it up?</q> said Rollo.</p>
+
+<p><q>Is that the way you have been working all the morning?</q> said the
+farmer.</p>
+
+<p><q>How?</q> said George.</p>
+
+<p><q>Why, all generals and no soldiers.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Sir?</q> said George.</p>
+
+<p><q>All of you commanding, and none obeying. There is nothing but confusion
+and noise. I don't see how you can gather apples so. How many have you
+got in?</q></p>
+
+<p>So saying, he went and looked into the barrels.</p>
+
+<p><q>None,</q> said he; <q>I thought so.</q></p>
+
+<p>He stood still a minute, as if thinking what to do; and then he told
+them to leave the wagon there, and go with him, and he would show them
+the way to work.</p>
+
+<p>The boys accordingly walked along after him, through the garden-house,
+into <pb n='146'/>the yard. They then went across the road, and down behind a
+barn,
+to a place where some men were building a stone bridge. They stopped
+upon a bank at some distance, and looked down upon them.</p>
+
+<p><q>There,</q> said he, <q>see how men work!</q></p>
+
+<p>It happened, at that time, that all the men were engaged in moving a
+great stone with iron bars. There was scarcely any thing said by any of
+them. Every thing went on silently, but the stone moved regularly into
+its place.</p>
+
+<p><q>Now, boys, do you understand,</q> said the farmer, <q>how they get along
+so
+quietly?</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Why, it is because they are men, and not boys,</q> said Rollo.</p>
+
+<p><q>No,</q> said the farmer, <q>that is not the reason. It is because they
+have
+a head.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>A head?</q> said Rollo.</p>
+
+<p><q>Yes,</q> said he, <q>a head; that is, one man to direct, and the rest
+obey.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Which is it?</q> said George.</p>
+
+<p><q>It is that man who is pointing now,</q> said the farmer, <q>to another
+stone. He <pb n='147'/>is telling them which to take next. Watch them now, and
+you
+will see that he directs every thing, and the rest do just as he says.
+But you are all directing and commanding together, and there is nobody
+to obey. If you were moving those stones, you would be all advising and
+disputing together, and pulling in every direction at once, and the
+stone would not move at all.</q></p>
+
+<pgIf output='txt'>
+<then>
+<p>[Illustration: There, Said He, See How Men Work.]
+<index index='figlist' level1='There, Said He, See How Men Work.' /></p>
+</then>
+<else>
+<p><figure url='images/i154.jpg'>
+<index index='figlist' level1='There, Said He, See How Men Work.' />
+<head>There, Said He, See How Men Work.</head>
+<figDesc>There, Said He, See How Men Work.</figDesc>
+</figure></p>
+</else>
+</pgIf>
+
+<p><q>And do men always appoint a head,</q> said Rollo, <q>when they work
+together?</q></p>
+
+<p><q>No,</q> said the farmer, <q>they do not always <hi
+rend='italic'>appoint</hi> one regularly, but
+they always <hi rend='italic'>have</hi> one, in some way or other. Even when no
+one is
+particularly authorized to direct, they generally let the one who is
+oldest, or who knows most about the business, take the lead, and the
+rest do as he says.</q></p>
+
+<p>They all then walked slowly back to the garden-house, and the farmer
+advised them to have a head, if they wanted their business to go on
+smoothly and well.</p>
+
+<p><q>Who do you think ought to be our head?</q></p>
+
+<p><q>The one who is the oldest, and knows <pb n='148'/>most about the
+business,</q> said
+the farmer, <q>and that, I suppose, would be George. But perhaps you had
+better take turns, and let each one be head for one load, and then you
+will all learn both to command and to obey.</q></p>
+
+<p>So the boys agreed that George should command while they got the next
+load, and James and Rollo agreed to obey. The farmer told them they must
+obey exactly, and good-naturedly.</p>
+
+<p><q>You must not even <hi rend='italic'>advise</hi> him what to do, or say any
+thing about it at
+all, except in some extraordinary case; but, when you talk, talk about
+other things altogether, and work on exactly as he shall say.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>What if we <hi rend='italic'>know</hi> there is a better way? must not we
+tell him?</q> said
+Rollo.</p>
+
+<p><q>No,</q> said the farmer, <q>unless it is something very uncommon. It is
+better to go wrong sometimes, under a head, than to be endlessly talking
+and disputing how you shall go. Therefore you must do exactly what he
+says, even if you know a better way, and see if you do not get along
+much faster.</q></p>
+</div>
+
+<!-- Section -->
+<div>
+<pb n='149'/>
+<index index='toc' />
+<index index='pdf' />
+<head>The New Plan Tried.</head>
+
+<p>The boys determined to try the plan, and, after putting their first load
+of apples into the barrel, they set off again under George's command. He
+told Rollo and James to draw the wagon, while he ran along behind. When
+they got to the tree, Rollo took up a pole, and began to beat down some
+more apples; but George told him that they must first pick up what were
+knocked down before; and he drew the wagon round to the place where he
+thought it was best for it to stand. The other boys made no objection,
+but worked industriously, picking up all the small and worm-eaten apples
+they could find; and, in a very short time, they had the wagon loaded,
+and were on their way to the house again.</p>
+
+<p>Still, Rollo and James had to make so great an effort to avoid
+interfering with George's directions, that they did not really enjoy
+this trip quite so well as they did the first. It was pleasant to them
+to be more at liberty, and they thought, on the whole, that they did not
+like having a head quite so well as being without one.</p>
+
+<p><pb n='150'/>Instead of going up to the garden-house, George ordered them to
+take
+this load to the barn, to put it in a bin where all such apples were to
+go. When they came back, the farmer came again to the door of the
+garden-house.</p>
+
+<p><q>Well, boys,</q> said he, <q>you have come rather quicker this time. How do
+you like that way of working?</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Why, not quite so well,</q> said Rollo. <q>I do not think it is so
+pleasant
+as the other way.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>It is not such good <hi rend='italic'>play</hi>, perhaps; but don't you
+think it makes
+better <hi rend='italic'>work</hi>?</q> said he.</p>
+
+<p>The boys admitted that they got their apples in faster, and, as they
+were at work then, and not at play, they resolved to continue the plan.</p>
+
+<p>Farmer Cropwell then asked who was to take command the next time.</p>
+
+<p><q>Rollo,</q> said the boys.</p>
+
+<p><q>Well, Rollo,</q> said he, <q>I want you to have a large number of apples
+knocked down this time, and then select from them the largest and nicest
+you can. I want one load for a particular purpose.</q></p>
+</div>
+
+<!-- Section -->
+<div>
+<pb n='151'/>
+<index index='toc' />
+<index index='pdf' />
+<head>A Present.</head>
+
+<p>The boys worked on industriously, and, before dinner-time, they had
+gathered all the apples. The load of best apples, which the farmer had
+requested them to bring for a particular purpose, were put into a small
+square box, until it was full, and then a cover was nailed on; the rest
+were laid upon the great bench. When, at length, the work was all done,
+and they were ready to go home, the farmer put this box into the wagon,
+so that it stood up in the middle, leaving a considerable space before
+and behind it. He put the loose apples into this space, some before and
+some behind, until the wagon was full.</p>
+
+<p><q>Now, James and Rollo, I want you to draw these apples for me, when you
+go home,</q> said the farmer.</p>
+
+<p><q>Who are they for?</q> said Rollo.</p>
+
+<p><q>I will mark them,</q> said he.</p>
+
+<p>So he took down a little curious-looking tin dipper, with a top sloping
+in all around, and with a hole in the middle of it. A long, slender
+brush-handle was standing up in this hole.</p>
+
+<p><pb n='152'/>When he took out the brush, the boys saw that it was blacking.
+With this
+blacking-brush he wrote on the top of the box,&mdash;<hi
+rend='smallcaps'>Lucy</hi>.</p>
+
+<p><q>Is that box for my cousin Lucy?</q> said Rollo.</p>
+
+<p><q>Yes,</q> said he; <q>you can draw it to her, can you not?</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Yes, sir,</q> said Rollo, <q>we will. And who are the other apples for?
+You
+cannot mark <hi rend='italic'>them</hi>.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>No,</q> said the farmer; <q>but you will remember. Those before the box
+are
+for you, and those behind it for James. So drive along. George will come
+to your house, this afternoon, with the strawberry plants, and then he
+can bring the wagon home.</q></p>
+</div>
+
+<!-- Section -->
+<div>
+<index index='toc' />
+<index index='pdf' />
+<head>The Strawberry-Bed.</head>
+
+<p>George Cropwell came, soon after, to Rollo's house, and helped him make
+a fine strawberry-bed, which, he said, he thought would bear
+considerably the next year. They dug up the ground, raked it over
+carefully, and then put in the plants in rows.</p>
+
+<p><pb n='153'/>After it was all done, Rollo got permission of his father to go
+back
+with George to take the wagon home; and George proposed to take Rollo's
+wheelbarrow too. He had never seen such a pretty little wheelbarrow, and
+was very much pleased with it. So George ran on before, trundling the
+wheelbarrow, and Rollo came after, drawing the wagon.</p>
+
+<p>Just as they came near the farmer's house, George saw, on before him, a
+ragged little boy, much smaller than Rollo, who was walking along
+barefooted.</p>
+
+<p><q>There's Tom,</q> said George.</p>
+
+<p><q>Who?</q> said Rollo.</p>
+
+<p><q>Tom. See how I will frighten him.</q></p>
+
+<p>As he said this, George darted forward with his wheelbarrow, and
+trundled it on directly towards Tom, as if he was going to run over him.
+Tom looked round, and then ran away, the wheelbarrow at his heels. He
+was frightened very much, and began to scream; and, just then, Farmer
+Cropwell, who at that moment happened to be coming up a lane, on the
+opposite side of the road, called out,</p>
+
+<p><q>George!</q></p>
+
+<p>George stopped his wheelbarrow.</p>
+
+<p><pb n='154'/><q>Is that right?</q> said the farmer.</p>
+
+<p><q>Why, I was not going to hurt him,</q> said George.</p>
+
+<p><q>You <hi rend='italic'>did</hi> hurt him&mdash;you frightened him.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Is frightening him hurting him, father?</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Why, yes, it is giving him <hi rend='italic'>pain</hi>, and a very
+unpleasant kind of pain
+too.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>I did not think of that,</q> said George.</p>
+
+<p><q>Besides,</q> said his father, <q>when you treat boys in that harsh, rough
+way, you make them your enemies; and it is a very bad plan to make
+enemies.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Enemies, father!</q> said George, laughing; <q>Tom could not do me any
+harm,
+if he was my enemy.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>That makes me think of the story of the bear and the tomtit,</q> said the
+farmer; <q>and, if you and Rollo will jump up in the cart, I will tell it
+to you.</q></p>
+
+<p>Thus far, while they had been talking, the boys had walked along by the
+side of the road, keeping up with the farmer as he drove along in the
+cart. But now they jumped in, and sat down with the farmer on his seat,
+which was a board laid across from one side of the cart to the <pb
+n='155'/>other.
+As soon as they were seated, the farmer began.</p>
+</div>
+
+<!-- Section -->
+<div>
+<index index='toc' />
+<index index='pdf' />
+<head>The Farmer's Story.</head>
+
+<p><q>The story I was going to tell you, boys, is an old fable about making
+enemies. It is called <q>The Bear and the Tomtit.</q></q></p>
+
+<p><q>What is a tomtit?</q> said Rollo.</p>
+
+<p><q rend='pre'>It is a kind of a bird, a very little bird; but he sings
+pleasantly.
+Well, one pleasant summer's day, a wolf and a bear were taking a walk
+together in a lonely wood. They heard something singing.</q></p>
+
+<p><q rend='pre'><q>Brother,</q> said the bear, <q>that is good singing: what
+sort of a bird do
+you think that may be?</q></q></p>
+
+<p><q rend='pre'><q>That's a tomtit,</q> said the wolf.</q></p>
+
+<p><q rend='pre'><q>I should like to see his nest,</q> said the bear; <q>where
+do you think it
+is?</q></q></p>
+
+<p><q rend='pre'><q>If we wait a little time, till his mate comes home, we shall
+see,</q>
+said the wolf.</q></p>
+
+<p><q rend='pre'>The bear and the wolf walked backward and forward some time,
+till his
+mate came home with some food in her mouth <pb n='156'/>for her children. The
+wolf
+and the bear watched her. She went to the tree where the bird was
+singing, and they together flew to a little grove just by, and went to
+their nest.</q></p>
+
+<p><q rend='pre'><q>Now,</q> said the bear, <q>let us go and see.</q></q></p>
+
+<p><q rend='pre'><q>No,</q> said the wolf, <q>we must wait till the old birds
+have gone away
+again.</q></q></p>
+
+<p><q rend='pre'>So they noticed the place, and walked away.</q></p>
+
+<p><q rend='pre'>They did not stay long, for the bear was very impatient to see
+the
+nest. They returned, and the bear scrambled up the tree, expecting to
+amuse himself finely by frightening the young tomtits.</q></p>
+
+<p><q rend='pre'><q>Take care,</q> said the wolf; <q>you had better be careful.
+The tomtits are
+little; but little enemies are sometimes very troublesome.</q></q></p>
+
+<p><q rend='pre'><q>Who is afraid of a tomtit?</q> said the bear.</q></p>
+
+<p><q rend='pre'>So saying, he poked his great black nose into the nest.</q></p>
+
+<p><q rend='pre'><q>Who is here?</q> said he; <q>what are you?</q></q></p>
+
+<p><q rend='pre'>The poor birds screamed out with terror. <q>Go away! Go
+away!</q> said
+they.</q></p>
+
+<p><pb n='157'/><q rend='pre'><q>What do you mean by making such a noise,</q>
+said he, <q>and talking so to
+me? I will teach you better.</q> So he put his great paw on the nest, and
+crowded it down until the poor little birds were almost stifled.
+Presently he left them, and went away.</q></p>
+
+<p><q rend='pre'>The young tomtits were terribly frightened, and some of them
+were hurt.
+As soon as the bear was gone, their fright gave way to anger; and, soon
+after, the old birds came home, and were very indignant too. They used
+to see the bear, occasionally, prowling about the woods, but did not
+know what they could do to bring him to punishment.</q></p>
+
+<p><q rend='pre'>Now, there was a famous glen, surrounded by high rocks, where
+the bear
+used to go and sleep, because it was a wild, solitary place. The tomtits
+often saw him there. One day, the bear was prowling around, and he saw,
+at a great distance, two huntsmen, with guns, coming towards the wood.
+He fled to his glen in dismay, though he thought he should be safe
+there.</q></p>
+
+<p><q rend='pre'>The tomtits were flying about there, and presently they saw the
+huntsmen. <pb n='158'/><q>Now,</q> said one of them to the other, <q>is the time
+to get rid
+of the tyrant; you go and see if he is in his glen, and then come back
+to where you hear me singing.</q></q></p>
+
+<p><q rend='pre'>So he flew about from tree to tree, keeping in sight of the
+huntsmen,
+and singing all the time; while the other went and found that the bear
+was in his glen, crouched down in terror behind a rock.</q></p>
+
+<p><q rend='pre'>The tomtits then began to flutter around the huntsmen, and fly
+a little
+way towards the glen, and then back again. This attracted the notice of
+the men, and they followed them to see what could be the matter.</q></p>
+
+<p><q rend='pre'>By and by, the bear saw the terrible huntsmen coming, led on by
+his
+little enemies, the tomtits. He sprang forward, and ran from one side of
+the glen to the other; but he could not escape. They shot him with two
+bullets through his head.</q></p>
+
+<p><q rend='pre'>The wolf happened to be near by, at that time, upon the rocks
+that were
+around the glen; and, hearing all this noise, he came and peeped over.
+As soon as he saw how the case stood, he thought it would be most
+prudent for him to walk away; which he did, saying, as he went.</q></p>
+
+<p><pb n='159'/><q><q>Well, the bear has found out that it is better to have a
+person a
+friend than an enemy, whether he is great or small.</q></q></p>
+
+<milestone unit='tb' rend='rule:50%'/>
+
+<p>Here the farmer paused&mdash;he had ended the story.</p>
+
+<p><q>And what did they do with the bear?</q> said Rollo.</p>
+
+<p><q>O, they took off his skin to make caps of, and nailed his claws up on
+the barn.</q></p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<!-- Story -->
+<div rend='story'>
+<pb n='163'/>
+<index index='toc' level1='Story 6. Georgie.' />
+<index index='pdf' />
+<head>Georgie.</head>
+
+<!-- Section -->
+<div>
+<index index='toc' />
+<index index='pdf' />
+<head>The Little Landing.</head>
+
+<p>A short distance from where Rollo lives, there is a small, but very
+pleasant house, just under the hill, where you go down to the stone
+bridge leading over the brook. There is a noble large apple tree on one
+side of the house, which bears a beautiful, sweet, and mellow kind of
+apple, called golden pippins. A great many other trees and flowers are
+around the house, and in the little garden on the side of it towards the
+brook. There is a small white gate that leads to the house, from the
+road; and there is a pleasant path leading right out from the front
+door, through the garden, down to the water. This is the house that
+Georgie lives in.</p>
+
+<p>One evening, just before sunset, Rollo was coming along over the stone
+bridge, towards home. He stopped a moment to <pb n='164'/>look over the railing,
+down into the water. Presently he heard a very sweet-toned voice calling
+out to him,</p>
+
+<p><q>Rol-lo.</q><del>*</del></p>
+
+<p>Rollo looked along in the direction in which the sound came. It was from
+the bank of the stream, a little way from the road, at the place where
+the path from Georgie's house came down to the water. The brook was
+broad, and the water pretty smooth and still here; and it was a place
+where Rollo had often been to sail boats with Georgie. There was a
+little smooth, sandy place on the shore, at the foot of the path, and
+they used to call it Georgie's landing; and there was a seat close by,
+under the bushes.</p>
+
+<p>Rollo thought it was Georgie's voice that called him, and in a minute,
+he saw him sitting on his little seat, with his crutches by his side.
+Georgie was a sick boy. He could not walk, but had to sit almost all
+day, at home, in a large easy chair, which his father had bought for
+him. In the winter, his chair was established in a particular corner, by
+the side of the fire, <pb n='165'/>and he had a little case of shelves and
+drawers,
+painted green, by the side of him. In these shelves and drawers he had
+his books and playthings,&mdash;his pen and ink,&mdash;his paint-box, brushes
+and
+pencils,&mdash;his knife, and a little saw,&mdash;and a great many things which
+he
+used to make for his amusement. Then, in the summer, his chair, and his
+shelves and drawers, were moved to the end window, which looked out upon
+the garden and brook. Sometimes, when he was better than usual, he could
+move about a little upon crutches; and, at such times, when it was
+pleasant, he used to go out into the garden, and down, through it, to
+his landing, at the brook.</p>
+
+<p>Georgie had been sick a great many years, and when Rollo and Jonas first
+knew him, he used to be very sad and unhappy. It was because the poor
+little fellow had nothing to do. His father had to work pretty hard to
+get food and clothing for his family; he loved little Georgie very much,
+but he could not buy him many things. Sometimes people who visited him,
+used to give him playthings, and they would amuse him a little while,<pb
+n='166'/>
+but he soon grew tired of them, and had them put away. It is very hard
+for any body to be happy who has not any thing to do.</p>
+
+<p>It was Jonas that taught Georgie what to do. He lent him his knife, and
+brought him some smooth, soft, pine wood, and taught him to make
+wind-mills and little boxes. Georgie liked this very much, and used to
+sit by his window in the summer mornings, and make playthings, hours at
+a time. After he had made several things, Jonas told the boys that lived
+about there, that they had better buy them of him, when they had a few
+cents to spend for toys; and they did. In fact, they liked the little
+windmills, and wagons, and small framed houses that Georgie made, better
+than sugar-plums and candy. Besides, they liked to go and see Georgie;
+for, whenever they went to buy any thing of him, he looked so contented
+and happy, sitting in his easy chair, with his small and slender feet
+drawn up under him, and his work on the table by his side.</p>
+
+<p>Then he was a very beautiful boy too. His face was delicate and pale,
+but there was such a kind and gentle expression in his mild blue eye,
+and so much sweetness <pb n='167'/>in the tone of his voice, that they loved
+very
+much to go and see him. In fact, all the boys were very fond of Georgie.</p>
+</div>
+
+<!-- Section -->
+<div>
+<index index='toc' />
+<index index='pdf' />
+<head>Georgie's Money.</head>
+
+<p>Georgie, at length, earned, in this way, quite a little sum of money. It
+was nearly all in cents; but then there was one fourpence which a lady
+gave him for a four-wheeled wagon that he made. He kept this money in a
+corner of his drawer, and, at last, there was quite a handful of it.</p>
+
+<p>One summer evening, when Georgie's father came home from his work, he
+hung up his hat, and came and sat down in Georgie's corner, by the side
+of his little boy. Georgie looked up to him with a smile.</p>
+
+<p><q>Well, father,</q> said he, <q>are you tired to-night?</q></p>
+
+<p><q>You are the one to be tired, Georgie,</q> said he, <q>sitting here alone
+all
+day.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Hold up your hand, father,</q> said Georgie, reaching out his own at the
+same time, which was shut up, and appeared to have something in it.</p>
+
+<p><pb n='168'/><q>Why, what have you got for me?</q> said his father.</p>
+
+<p><q>Hold fast all I give you,</q> replied he; and he dropped the money all
+into his father's hand, and shut up his father's fingers over it.</p>
+
+<p><q>What is all this?</q> said his father.</p>
+
+<p><q>It is my money,</q> said he, <q>for you. It is 'most all cents, but then
+there is <hi rend='italic'>one</hi> fourpence.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>I am sure, I am much obliged to you, Georgie, for this.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>O no,</q> said Georgie, <q>it's only a <hi rend='italic'>little</hi> of
+what you have to spend
+for me.</q></p>
+
+<p>Georgie's father took the money, and put it in his pocket, and the next
+day he went to Jonas, and told him about it, and asked Jonas to spend it
+in buying such things as he thought would be useful to Georgie; either
+playthings, or tools, or materials to work with.</p>
+
+<p>Jonas said he should be very glad to do it, for he thought he could buy
+him some things that would help him very much in his work. Jonas carried
+the money into the city the next time he went, and bought him a small
+hone to sharpen his knife, a fine-toothed saw, and a bottle of black
+var<pb n='169'/>nish, with a little brush, to put it on with. He brought these
+things home, and gave them to Georgie's father; and he carried them into
+the house, and put them in a drawer.</p>
+
+<p>That evening, when Georgie was at supper, his father slyly put the
+things that Jonas had bought on his table, so that when he went back,
+after supper, he found them there. He was very much surprised and
+pleased. He examined them all very particularly, and was especially glad
+to have the black varnish, for now he could varnish his work, and make
+it look much more handsome. The little boxes that he made, after this,
+of a bright black outside, and lined neatly with paper within, were
+thought by the boys to be elegant.</p>
+
+<p>He could now earn money faster, and, as his father insisted on having
+all his earnings expended for articles for Georgie's own use, and Jonas
+used to help him about expending it, he got, at last, quite a variety of
+implements and articles. He had some wire, and a little pair of pliers
+for bending it in all shapes, and a hammer and little nails. He had also
+a paint-box and brushes, and paper of various colors, for <pb n='170'/>lining
+boxes,
+and making portfolios and pocket-books; and he had varnishes, red,
+green, blue, and black. All these he kept in his drawers and shelves,
+and made a great many ingenious things with them.</p>
+
+<p>So Georgie was a great friend of both Rollo and Jonas, and they often
+used to come and see him, and play with him; and that was the reason
+that Rollo knew his voice so well, when he called to him from the
+landing, when Rollo was standing on the bridge, as described in the
+beginning of this story.</p>
+</div>
+
+<!-- Section -->
+<div>
+<index index='toc' />
+<index index='pdf' />
+<head>Two Good Friends.</head>
+
+<p>Rollo ran along to the end of the bridge, clambered down to the water's
+edge, went along the shore among the trees and shrubbery, until he came
+to the seat where Georgie was sitting. Georgie asked him to sit down,
+and stay with him; but Rollo said he must go directly home; and so
+Georgie took his crutches, and they began to walk slowly together up the
+garden walk.</p>
+
+<p><q>Where have you been, Rollo?</q> said Georgie.</p>
+
+<p><pb n='171'/><q>I have been to see my cousin James, to ask him to go to the
+city with
+us to-morrow.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Are you going to the city?</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Yes; uncle George gave James and I a half a dollar apiece, the other
+day; and mother is going to carry us into the city to-morrow to buy
+something with it.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Is Jonas going with you?</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Yes,</q> said Rollo. <q>He is going to drive. We are going in our
+carryall.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>I wish you would take some money for me, then, and get Jonas to buy me
+something with it.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Well, I will,</q> said Rollo. <q>What shall he buy for you?</q></p>
+
+<p><q>O, he may buy any thing he chooses.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Yes, but if you do not tell him what to buy, he may buy something you
+have got already.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>O, Jonas knows every thing I have got as well as I do.</q></p>
+
+<p>Just then they came up near the house, and Georgie asked Rollo to look
+up at the golden pippin tree, and see how full it was.</p>
+
+<p><q>That is my branch,</q> said he.</p>
+
+<p>He pointed to a large branch which came out on one side, and which hung<pb
+n='172'/>
+down loaded with fruit. It would have broken down, perhaps, if there had
+not been a crotched pole put under it, to prop it up.</p>
+
+<p><q>But all the apples on your branch are not golden pippins,</q> said Rollo.
+<q>There are some on it that are red. What beautiful red apples!</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Yes,</q> said Georgie. <q>Father grafted that for me, to make it bear
+rosy-boys. I call the red ones my rosy-boys.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Grafted?</q> said Rollo; <q>how did he graft it?</q></p>
+
+<p><q>O,</q> said Georgie, <q>I do not know exactly. He cut off a little branch
+from a rosy-boy tree, and stuck it on somehow, and it grew, and bears
+rosy-boys still.</q></p>
+
+<p>Rollo thought this was very curious; Georgie told him he would give him
+an apple, and that he might have his choice&mdash;a pippin or a rosy-boy.</p>
+
+<p>Rollo hesitated, and looked at them, first at one, and then at another;
+but he could not decide. The rosy-boys had the brightest and most
+beautiful color, but then the pippins looked so rich and mellow, that he
+could not choose very easily; and so Georgie laughed, find told him he<pb
+n='173'/>
+would settle the difficulty by giving him one of each.</p>
+
+<p><q>So come here,</q> said he, <q>Rollo, and let me lean on you, while I knock
+them down.</q></p>
+
+<p>So Rollo came and stood near him, while Georgie leaned on him, and with
+his crutch gave a gentle tap to one of each of his kinds of apples, and
+they fell down upon the soft grass, safe and sound.</p>
+
+
+<pgIf output='txt'>
+<then>
+<p>[Illustration: Georgie&apos;s Apples.]
+<index index='figlist' level1='Georgie&apos;s Apples.' /></p>
+</then>
+<else>
+<p><figure url='images/i182.jpg'>
+<index index='figlist' level1='Georgie&apos;s Apples.' />
+<head>Georgie&apos;s Apples.</head>
+<figDesc>Georgie&apos;s Apples.</figDesc>
+</figure></p>
+</else>
+</pgIf>
+
+<p><pb n='174'/>They then went into the house, and Georgie gave Rollo his money,
+wrapped
+up in a small piece of paper; and then Rollo, bidding him good by, went
+out of the little white gate, and walked along home.</p>
+
+<p>The next morning, soon after breakfast, Jonas drove the carryall up to
+the front door, and Rollo and his mother walked out to it. Rollo's
+mother took the back seat, and Rollo and Jonas sat in front, and they
+drove along.</p>
+
+<p>They called at the house where James lived, and found him waiting for
+them on the front steps, with his half dollar in his hand.</p>
+
+<p>He ran into the house to tell his mother that the carryall had come, and
+to bid her good morning, and then he came out to the gate.</p>
+
+<p><q>James,</q> said Rollo, <q>you may sit on the front seat with Jonas, if you
+want to.</q></p>
+
+<p>James said he should like to very much; and so Rollo stepped over
+behind, and sat with his mother. This was kind and polite; for boys all
+like the front seat when they <pb n='175'/>are riding, and Rollo therefore did
+right
+to offer it to his cousin.</p>
+</div>
+
+<!-- Section -->
+<div>
+<index index='toc' />
+<index index='pdf' />
+<head>A Lecture On Playthings.</head>
+
+<p>After a short time, they came to a smooth and pleasant road, with trees
+and farm-houses on each side; and as the horse was trotting along
+quietly, Rollo asked his mother if she could not tell them a story.</p>
+
+<p><q>I cannot tell you a story very well, this morning, but I can give you a
+lecture on playthings, if you wish.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Very well, mother, we should like that,</q> said the boys.</p>
+
+<p>They did not know very well what a lecture was, but they thought that
+any thing which their mother would propose would be interesting.</p>
+
+<p><q>Do you know what a lecture is?</q> said she.</p>
+
+<p><q>Not exactly,</q> said Rollo.</p>
+
+<p><q>Why, I should explain to you about playthings,&mdash;the various kinds,
+their use, the way to keep them, and to derive the most pleasure from
+them, &amp;c. Giving you <pb n='176'/>this information will not be as <hi
+rend='italic'>interesting</hi> to
+you as to hear a story; but it will be more <hi rend='italic'>useful</hi>, if
+you attend
+carefully, and endeavor to remember what I say.</q></p>
+
+<p>The boys thought they should like the lecture, and promised to attend.
+Rollo said he would remember it all; and so his mother began.</p>
+
+<p><q>The value of a plaything does not consist in itself, but in the
+pleasure it awakens in your mind. Do you understand that?</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Not very well,</q> said Rollo.</p>
+
+<p><q>If you should give a round stick to a baby on the floor, and let him
+strike the floor with it, he would be pleased. You would see by his
+looks that it gave him great pleasure. Now, where would this pleasure
+be,&mdash;in the stick, or in the floor, or in the baby?</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Why, in the baby,</q> said Rollo, laughing.</p>
+
+<p><q>Yes; and would it be in his body, or in his mind?</q></p>
+
+<p><q>In his face,</q> said James.</p>
+
+<p><q>In his eyes,</q> said Rollo.</p>
+
+<p><q>You would see the <hi rend='italic'>signs of it</hi> in his face and in
+his eyes, but the
+feeling of <pb n='177'/>pleasure would be in his mind. Now, I suppose you
+understand
+what I said, that the value of the plaything consists in the pleasure it
+can awaken in the mind.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Yes, mother,</q> said Rollo.</p>
+
+<p><q>There is your jumping man,</q> said she; <q>is that a good
+plaything?</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Yes,</q> said Rollo, <q>my <hi rend='italic'>kicker</hi>. But I don't care
+much about it. I don't
+know where it is now.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>What was it?</q> said James. <q><hi rend='italic'>I</hi> never saw
+it.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>It was a pasteboard man,</q> said his mother; <q>and there was a string
+behind, fixed so that, by pulling it, you could make his arms and legs
+fly about.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Yes,</q> said Rollo, <q>I called him my <hi
+rend='italic'>kicker</hi>.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>You liked it very much, when you first had it.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Yes,</q> said Rollo, <q>but I don't think it is very pretty now.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>That shows what I said was true. When you first had it, it was new, and
+the sight of it gave you pleasure; but the pleasure consisted in the
+novelty and drollery of it, and after a little while, when you became
+familiar with it, it ceased to <pb n='178'/>give you pleasure, and then you did
+not
+value it. I found it the other day lying on the ground in the yard, and
+took it up and put it away carefully in a drawer.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>But if the value is all gone, what good does it do to save it?</q> said
+Rollo.</p>
+
+<p><q>The value to <hi rend='italic'>you</hi> is gone, because you have become
+familiar with it,
+and so it has lost its power to awaken feelings of pleasure in you. But
+it has still power to give pleasure to other children, who have not seen
+it, and I kept it for them.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>I should like to see it, very much,</q> said James. <q>I never saw such a
+one.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>I will show it to you some time. Now, this is one kind of
+plaything,&mdash;those which please by their <hi rend='italic'>novelty</hi>
+only. It is not
+generally best to buy such playthings, for you very soon get familiar
+with them, and then they cease to give you pleasure, and are almost
+worthless.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Only we ought to keep them, if we have them, to show to other boys,</q>
+said Rollo.</p>
+
+<p><q>Yes,</q> said his mother. <q>You ought never to throw them away, or leave
+them on the floor, or on the ground.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>O, the little fool,</q> said Rollo suddenly.</p>
+
+<p><pb n='179'/>His mother and James looked up, wondering what Rollo meant. He
+was
+looking out at the side of the carryall, at something about the wheel.</p>
+
+<p><q>What is it,</q> said his mother.</p>
+
+<p><q>Why, here is a large fly trying to light on the wheel, and every time
+his legs touch it, it knocks them away. See! See!</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Yes, but you must not attend to him now. You must listen to my lecture.
+You promised to give your attention to me.</q></p>
+
+<p>So James and Rollo turned away from the window, and began to listen
+again.</p>
+
+<p><q>I have told you now,</q> said she, <q>of one kind of
+playthings&mdash;those that
+give pleasure from their <hi rend='italic'>novelty</hi> only. There is another
+kind&mdash;those
+that give you pleasure by their <hi rend='italic'>use</hi>;&mdash;such as a
+doll, for example.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>How, mother? Is a doll of any <hi rend='italic'>use</hi>?</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Yes, in one sense; that is, the girl who has it, <hi
+rend='italic'>uses</hi> it continually.
+Perhaps she admired the <hi rend='italic'>looks</hi> of it, the first day it was
+given to
+her; but then, after that, she can <hi rend='italic'>use</hi> it in so many
+ways, that it
+continues to afford her pleasure for a long time. She can dress and
+undress it, put <pb n='180'/>it to bed, make it sit up for company, and do a
+great
+many other things with it. When she gets tired of playing with it one
+day, she puts it away, and the next day she thinks of something new to
+do with it, which she never thought of before. Now, which should you
+think the pleasure you should obtain from a ball, would arise from, its
+<hi rend='italic'>novelty</hi>, or its <hi rend='italic'>use</hi>?</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Its <hi rend='italic'>use</hi>,</q> said the boys.</p>
+
+<p><q>Yes,</q> said the mother. <q rend='pre'>The first sight of a ball would
+not give you
+any very special pleasure. Its value would consist in the pleasure you
+would take in playing with it.</q></p>
+
+<p><q rend='pre'>Now, it is generally best to buy such playthings as you can use
+a great
+many times, and in a great many ways; such as a top, a ball, a knife, a
+wheelbarrow. But things that please you only by their <hi
+rend='italic'>novelty</hi>, will
+soon lose all their power to give you pleasure, and be good for nothing
+to you. Such, for instance, as jumping men, and witches, and funny
+little images. Children are very often deceived in buying their
+playthings; for those things which please by their novelty only, usually
+please them very much for a few minutes, while they <pb n='181'/>are in the
+shop,
+and see them for the first time; while those things which would last a
+long time, do not give them much pleasure at first.</q></p>
+
+<p><q rend='pre'>There is another kind of playthings I want to tell you about a
+little,
+and then my lecture will be done. I mean playthings which give <hi
+rend='italic'>you</hi>
+pleasure, but give <hi rend='italic'>other persons</hi> pain. A drum and a
+whistle, for
+example, are disagreeable to other persons; and children, therefore,
+ought not to choose them, unless they have a place to go to, to play
+with them, which will be out of hearing. I have known boys to buy masks
+to frighten other children with, and bows and arrows, which sometimes
+are the means of putting out children's eyes. So you must consider, when
+you are choosing playthings, first, whether the pleasure they will give
+you will be from the <hi rend='italic'>novelty</hi> or the <hi
+rend='italic'>use</hi>; and, secondly, whether, in
+giving <hi rend='italic'>you</hi> pleasure, they will give <hi rend='italic'>any
+other persons</hi> pain.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>This is the end of the lecture. Now you may rest a little, and look
+about, and then I will tell you a short story.</q></p>
+</div>
+
+<!-- Section -->
+<div>
+<pb n='182'/>
+<index index='toc' />
+<index index='pdf' />
+<head>The Young Drivers.</head>
+
+<p>They came, about this time, to the foot of a long hill, and Jonas said
+he believed that he would get out and walk up, and he said James might
+drive the horse. So he put the reins into James's hands, and jumped out.
+Rollo climbed over the seat, and sat by his side. Presently James saw a
+large stone in the road, and he asked Rollo to see how well he could
+drive round it; for as the horse was going, he would have carried one
+wheel directly over it. So he pulled one of the reins, and turned the
+horse away; but he contrived to turn him out just far enough to make the
+<hi rend='italic'>other</hi> wheel go over the stone. Rollo laughed, and asked
+him to let him
+try the next time; and James gave him the reins; but there was no other
+stone till they got up to the top of the hill.</p>
+
+<p>Then James said that Rollo might ride on the front seat now, and when
+Jonas got in, he climbed back to the back seat, and took his place by
+the side of Rollo's mother.</p>
+
+<p><q>Come, mother,</q> then said Rollo, <q>we <pb n='183'/>are rested enough
+now: please to
+begin the story.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Very well, if you are all ready.</q></p>
+
+<p>So she began as follows:&mdash;</p>
+
+<div rend='display'>
+<head>The Story of Shallow, Selfish, and Wise.</head>
+
+<p>Once there were three boys going into town to buy some playthings:
+their names were Shallow, Selfish, and Wise. Each had half a dollar.
+Shallow carried his in his hand, tossing it up in the air, and
+catching it, as he went along. Selfish kept teasing his mother to
+give him some more money: half a dollar, he said, was not enough.
+Wise walked along quietly, with his cash safe in his pocket.</p>
+
+<p>Presently Shallow missed catching his half dollar, and&mdash;chink&mdash;it
+went, on the sidewalk, and it rolled along down into a crack under a
+building. Then he began to cry. Selfish stood by, holding his own
+money tight in his hands, and said he did not pity Shallow at all;
+it was good enough for him; he had no business to be tossing it up.
+Wise came up, and tried to get the money out with a stick, but he
+could not. He told Shallow not to cry; said he was sorry he had lost
+his money, and that he would give him half of his, as soon as they
+could get it changed at the shop.</p>
+
+<p>So they walked along to the toy-shop.</p>
+
+<p>Their mother said that each one might choose his own plaything; so
+they began to look around on the counter and shelves.</p>
+
+<p><pb n='184'/>After a while, Shallow began to laugh very loud and heartily at
+something he found. It was an image of a grinning monkey. It looked
+very droll indeed. Shallow asked Wise to come and see. Wise laughed
+at it too, but said he should not want to buy it, as he thought he
+should soon get tired of laughing at any thing, if it was ever so
+droll.</p>
+
+<p>Shallow was sure that he should never get tired of laughing at so
+very droll a thing as the grinning monkey; and he decided to buy it,
+if Wise would give him half of his money; and so Wise did.</p>
+
+<p>Selfish found a rattle, a large, noisy rattle, and went to springing
+it until they were all tired of hearing the noise.</p>
+
+<p><q>I think I shall buy this,</q> said he. <q>I can make believe that there
+is a fire, and can run about springing my rattle, and crying, <q>Fire!
+Fire!</q> or I can play that a thief is breaking into a store, and can
+rattle my rattle at him, and call out, <q>Stop thief!</q></q></p>
+
+<p><q>But that will disturb all the people in the house,</q> said Wise.</p>
+
+<p><q>What care I for that?</q> said Selfish.</p>
+
+<p>Selfish found that the price of his rattle was not so much as the
+half dollar; so he laid out the rest of it in cake, and sat down on
+a box, and began to eat it.</p>
+
+<p>Wise passed by all the images and gaudy toys, only good to look at a
+few times, and chose a soft ball, and finding that that did not take
+all of his half of the money, he purchased a little morocco box with
+an inkstand, some wafers, and one or two <pb n='185'/>short pens in it. Shallow
+told him that was not a plaything; it was only fit for a school; and
+as to his ball, he did not think much of that.</p>
+
+<p>Wise said he thought they could all play with the ball a great many
+times, and he thought, too, that he should like his little inkstand
+rainy days and winter evenings.</p>
+
+<p>So the boys walked along home. Shallow stopped every moment to laugh
+at his monkey, and Selfish to spring his rattle; and they looked
+with contempt on Wise's ball, which he carried quietly in one hand,
+and his box done up in brown paper in the other.</p>
+
+<p>When they got home, Shallow ran in to show his monkey. The people
+smiled a little, but did not take much notice of it; and, in fact,
+it did not look half so funny, even to himself, as it did in the
+shop. In a short time, it did not make him laugh at all, and then he
+was vexed and angry with it. He said he meant to go and throw the
+ugly old baboon away; he was tired of seeing that same old grin on
+his face all the time. So he went and threw it over the wall.</p>
+
+<p>Selfish ate his cake up, on his way home. He would not give his
+brothers any, for he said they had had their money as well as he.
+When he got home, he went about the house, up and down, through
+parlor and chamber, kitchen and shed, springing his rattle, and
+calling out, <q>Stop thief! Stop thief!</q> or <q>Fire! Fire!</q> Every body
+got tired, and asked him to be still; but he did not <pb n='186'/>mind, until,
+at last, his father took his rattle away from him, and put it up on
+a high shelf.</p>
+
+<p>Then Selfish and Shallow went out and found Wise playing beautifully
+with his ball in the yard; and he invited them to play with him.
+They would toss it up against the wall, and learn to catch it when
+it came down; and then they made some bat-sticks, and knocked it
+back and forth to one another, about the yard. The more they played
+with the ball, the more they liked it, and, as Wise was always very
+careful not to play near any holes, and to put it away safe when he
+had done with it, he kept it a long time, and gave them pleasure a
+great many times all summer long.</p>
+
+<p>And then his inkstand box was a great treasure. He would get it out
+in the long winter evenings, and lend Selfish and Shallow, each, one
+of his pens; and they would all sit at the table, and make pictures,
+and write little letters, and seal them with small bits of the
+wafers. In fact, Wise kept his inkstand box safe till he grew up to
+be a man.</p>
+
+<p>That is the end of the story.</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<!-- Section -->
+<div>
+<index index='toc' />
+<index index='pdf' />
+<head>The Toy-Shop.</head>
+
+<p><q>I wish I could get an inkstand box,</q> said Rollo, when the story was
+finished.</p>
+
+<p><pb n='187'/><q>I think he was very foolish to throw away his grinning
+monkey,</q> said
+James, <q>I wish I could see a grinning monkey.</q></p>
+
+<p>They continued talking about this story some time, and at length they
+drew nigh to the city. They drove to a stable, where Jonas had the horse
+put up, and then they all walked on in search of a toy-shop.</p>
+
+<p>They passed along through one or two streets, walking very slowly, so
+that the boys might look at the pictures and curious things in the shop
+windows. At length they came to a toy-shop, and all went in.</p>
+
+<p>They saw at once a great number and variety of playthings exhibited to
+view. All around the floor were arranged horses on wheels, little carts,
+wagons, and baskets. The counter had a great variety of images and
+figures,&mdash;birds that would peep, and dogs that would bark, and drummers
+that would drum&mdash;all by just turning a little handle. Then the shelves
+and the window were filled with all sorts of boxes, and whips, and
+puzzles, and tea-sets, and <pb n='188'/>dolls, dressed and not dressed. There
+were
+bows and arrows, and darts, and jumping ropes, and glass dogs, and
+little rocking-horses, and a thousand other things.</p>
+
+<p>When the boys first came in, there was a little girl standing by the
+counter with a small slate in her hand. She looked like a poor girl,
+though she was neat and tidy in her dress. She was talking with the
+shopman about the slate.</p>
+
+<p><q>Don't you think,</q> said she, <q>you could let me have it for ten
+cents?</q></p>
+
+<p><q>No,</q> said he, <q>I could not afford it for less than fifteen. It cost
+me
+more than ten.</q></p>
+
+<p>The little girl laid the slate down, and looked disappointed and sad.
+Rollo's mother came up to her, took up the slate, and said,</p>
+
+<p><q>I should think you had better give him fifteen cents. It is a very good
+slate. It is worth as much as that, certainly.</q></p>
+
+<p><q>Yes, madam, so I tell her,</q> said the shopman.</p>
+
+<p><q>But I have not got but ten cents,</q> said the little girl.</p>
+
+<p><pb n='189'/><q>Have not you?</q> said Rollo's mother. She stood still
+thinking a moment,
+and then she asked the little girl what her name was.</p>
+
+<p>She said it was Maria.</p>
+
+<p>She asked her what she wanted the slate for; and Maria said it was to do
+sums on, at school. She wanted to study arithmetic, and could not do so
+without a slate.</p>
+
+<p>Jonas then came forward, and said that he should like to give her five
+cents of Georgie's money, and that, with the ten she had, would be
+enough. He said that Georgie had given him authority to do what he
+thought best with his money, and he knew, if Georgie was here, he would
+wish to help the little girl.</p>
+
+<p>Rollo and James were both sorry they had not thought of it themselves;
+and, as soon as Jonas mentioned it, they wanted to give some of their
+money to the girl; but Jonas said he knew that Georgie would prefer to
+do it. At last, however, it was agreed that Rollo and James should
+furnish one cent each, and Georgie the rest. This was all agreed upon
+after a low <pb n='190'/>conversation by themselves in a corner of the store;
+and
+then Jonas came forward, and told the shopman that they were going to
+pay the additional five cents, and that he might let the girl have the
+slate. So Jonas paid the money, and it was agreed that Rollo and James
+should pay him back their share, when they got their money changed. The
+boys were very much pleased to see the little girl go away so happy with
+her slate in her hand. It was neatly done up in paper, with two pencils
+which the shopman gave her, done up inside.</p>
+
+<p>After Maria was gone, the boys looked around the shop, but could not
+find any thing which exactly pleased them; or at least they could not
+find any thing which pleased them so much more than any thing else, that
+they could decide in favor of it. So they concluded to walk along, and
+look at another shop.</p>
+
+<p>They succeeded at last in finding some playthings that they liked, and
+Jonas bought a variety of useful things for Georgie. On their way home,
+the carryall stopped at the house where Lucy lived <pb n='191'/>and Rollo's
+mother
+left him and James there, to show Lucy their playthings.</p>
+
+<p>One of the things they bought was a little boat with two sails, and they
+went down behind the house to sail it. The other playthings and books
+they carried down too, and had a fine time playing with them, with Lucy
+and another little girl who was visiting her that afternoon.</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<milestone unit='tb' rend='rule:50%' />
+
+<div>
+
+<p><hi rend='smallcaps'>The Rollo Series</hi></p>
+<p><hi rend='smallcaps'>is composed of fourteen volumes, viz.</hi></p>
+
+<list type='simple'>
+<item>Rollo Learning to Talk.</item>
+<item>Rollo Learning to Read.</item>
+<item>Rollo at Work.</item>
+<item>Rollo at Play.</item>
+<item>Rollo at School.</item>
+<item>Rollo's Vacation.</item>
+<item>Rollo's Experiments.</item>
+<item>Rollo's Museum.</item>
+<item>Rollo's Travels.</item>
+<item>Rollo's Correspondence.</item>
+<item>Rollo's Philosophy&mdash;Water.</item>
+<item>Rollo's Philosophy&mdash;Air.</item>
+<item>Rollo's Philosophy&mdash;Fire.</item>
+<item>Rollo's Philosophy&mdash;Sky.</item>
+
+</list>
+</div>
+
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+The Project Gutenberg EBook of Rollo at Work by Jacob Abbott
+
+
+
+This eBook is for the use of anyone anywhere at no cost and with almost no
+restrictions whatsoever. You may copy it, give it away or re-use it under
+the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included with this eBook or
+online at http://www.gutenberg.org/license
+
+
+
+Title: Rollo at Work
+
+Author: Jacob Abbott
+
+Release Date: May 1, 2008 [Ebook #25274]
+
+Language: English
+
+Character set encoding: US-ASCII
+
+
+***START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK ROLLO AT WORK***
+
+
+
+
+
+Transcriber's Notes:
+
+The original print starts with a list of novels from the "Rollo series".
+This information has been moved to the back of the book.
+
+Unusual spellings that are used consistently have been kept as they were
+found in the source. Some punctuation errors have been corrected silently.
+All other corrections are declared in the TEI master file, using the usual
+TEI elements for corrections.
+
+In particular, four asterisks that appear to be footnote marks without a
+corresponding footnote have been deleted.
+
+
+
+
+
+The
+
+Rollo Books
+
+by
+
+Jacob Abbott
+
+[Illustration: The Rollo Books by Jacob Abbott. Boston, Phillips, Sampson,
+& Co.]
+
+Boston, Phillips, Sampson, & Co.
+
+                  -------------------------------------
+
+Rollo At Work
+
+Or
+
+The Way to Be Industrious
+
+                  -------------------------------------
+
+
+
+
+
+NOTICE TO PARENTS.
+
+
+Although this little work, and its fellow, "ROLLO AT PLAY," are intended
+principally as a means of entertainment for their little readers, it is
+hoped by the writer that they may aid in accomplishing some of the
+following useful purposes:--
+
+1. In cultivating _the thinking powers_; as frequent occasions occur, in
+which the incidents of the narrative, and the conversations arising from
+them, are intended to awaken and engage the reasoning and reflective
+faculties of the little readers.
+
+2. In promoting the progress of children _in reading_ and in knowledge of
+language; for the diction of the stories is intended to be often in
+advance of the natural language of the reader, and yet so used as to be
+explained by the connection.
+
+3. In cultivating the _amiable and gentle qualities of the heart_. The
+scenes are laid in quiet and virtuous life, and the character and conduct
+described are generally--with the exception of some of the ordinary
+exhibitions of childish folly--character and conduct to be imitated; for
+it is generally better, in dealing with children, to allure them to what
+is right by agreeable pictures of it, than to attempt to drive them to it
+by repulsive delineations of what is wrong.
+
+
+
+
+
+CONTENTS
+
+
+Story 1. Labor Lost
+   Elky.
+   Preparations.
+   A Bad Beginning.
+   What Rollo Might Do.
+   A New Plan.
+   Hirrup! Hirrup!
+   An Overturn.
+Story 2. The Two Little Wheelbarrows.
+   Rides.
+   The Corporal's.
+   The Old Nails.
+   A Conversation.
+   Rollo Learns to Work at Last.
+   The Corporal's Again.
+Story 3. Causey-Building.
+   Sand-Men.
+   The Gray Garden.
+   A Contract.
+   Instructions.
+   Keeping Tally.
+   Rights Defined.
+   Calculation.
+Story 4. Rollo's Garden.
+   Farmer Cropwell.
+   Work and Play.
+   Planting.
+   The Trying Time.
+   A Narrow Escape.
+   Advice.
+Story 5. The Apple-Gathering.
+   The Garden-House.
+   Jolly.
+   The Pet Lamb.
+   The Meadow-Russet.
+   Insubordination.
+   Subordination.
+   The New Plan Tried.
+   A Present.
+   The Strawberry-Bed.
+   The Farmer's Story.
+Story 6. Georgie.
+   The Little Landing.
+   Georgie's Money.
+   Two Good Friends.
+   A Lecture On Playthings.
+   The Young Drivers.
+   The Toy-Shop.
+
+
+
+
+
+ENGRAVINGS
+
+
+Rollo Digging Holes in the Ground.
+Too Heavy.
+The Corporal's.
+Rollo Took Hold of His Wheelbarrow.
+The Cows.
+The Bull Chained by the Nose.
+Work in the Rain.
+The Harvesting Party.
+There, Said He, See How Men Work.
+Georgie's Apples.
+
+
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration: Rollo Digging Holes in the Ground.]
+
+
+
+
+
+LABOR LOST.
+
+
+
+
+Elky.
+
+
+When Rollo was between five and six years old, he was one day at work in
+his little garden, planting some beans. His father had given him a little
+square bed in a corner of the garden, which he had planted with corn two
+days before. He watched his corn impatiently for two days, and, as it did
+not come up, he thought he would plant it again with beans. He ought to
+have waited longer.
+
+He was sitting on a little cricket, digging holes in the ground, when he
+heard a sudden noise. He started up, and saw a strange, monstrous head
+looking at him over the garden wall. He jumped up, and ran as fast as he
+could towards the house.
+
+It happened that Jonas, the boy, was at that time at work in the yard,
+cutting wood, and he called out, "What is the matter, Rollo?"
+
+Rollo had just looked round, and seeing that the head remained still where
+it was, he was a little ashamed of his fears; so at first he did not
+answer, but walked along towards Jonas.
+
+"That's the colt," said Jonas; "should not you like to go and see him?"
+
+Rollo looked round again, and true enough, it was a small horse's head
+that was over the wall. It looked smaller now than it did when he first
+saw it.
+
+Now there was behind the garden a green field, with scattered trees upon
+it, and a thick wood at the farther side. Jonas took Rollo by the hand,
+and led him back into the garden, towards the colt. The colt took his head
+back over the fence as they approached, and walked away. He was now afraid
+of Rollo. Jonas and Rollo climbed up upon a stile which was built there
+against the fence, and saw the colt trotting away slowly down towards the
+wood, looking back at Rollo and Jonas, by bending his head every minute,
+first on one side, and then on the other.
+
+"There comes father," said Rollo.
+
+Jonas looked and saw Rollo's father coming out of the wood, leading a
+horse. The colt and the horse had been feeding together in the field, and
+Rollo's father had caught the horse, for he wanted to take a ride. Rollo's
+father had a little basket in his hand, and when he saw the colt coming
+towards him, he held it up and called him, "_Elky, Elky, Elky, Elky_," for
+the colt's name was Elkin, though they often called him Elky. Elkin walked
+slowly up to the basket, and put his nose in it. He found that there were
+some oats in it; and Rollo's father poured them out on the grass, and then
+stood by, patting Elky's head and neck while he ate them. Rollo thought
+his head looked beautifully; he wondered how he could have been afraid of
+it.
+
+Rollo's father led the horse across the field, through a gate, into a
+green lane which led along the side of the garden towards the house; and
+Rollo said he would run round into the lane and meet him. So he jumped off
+of the stile, and ran up the garden, and Jonas followed him, and went back
+to his work.
+
+Rollo ran round to meet his father, who was coming up the green lane,
+leading the horse with a rope round his neck.
+
+"Father," said Rollo, "could you put me on?"
+
+His father smiled, and lifted Rollo up carefully, and placed him on the
+horse's back. Then he walked slowly along.
+
+"Father," said Rollo, "are you going away?"
+
+"Yes," said he, "I am going to ride away in the wagon."
+
+"Why did not you catch Elky, and let him draw you?"
+
+"Elky? O, Elky is not old enough to work."
+
+"Not old enough to work!" said Rollo, "Why, he is pretty big. He is almost
+as big as the horse. I should think he could draw you alone in the wagon."
+
+"Perhaps he is strong enough for that; but Elky has never learned to work
+yet."
+
+"Never learned!" said Rollo, in great surprise. "Do horses have to _learn_
+to work? Why, they have nothing to do but to pull."
+
+"Why, suppose," said his father, "that he should dart off at once as soon
+as he is harnessed, and pull with all his strength, and furiously."
+
+"O, he must not do so: he must pull gently and slowly."
+
+"Well, suppose he pulls gently a minute, and then stops and looks round,
+and then I tell him to go on, and he pulls a minute again, and then stops
+and looks round."
+
+"O no," said Rollo, laughing, "he must not do so; he must keep pulling
+steadily all the time."
+
+"Yes, so you see he has something more to do than merely to pull; he must
+pull right, and he must be taught to do this. Besides, he must learn to
+obey all my various commands. Why, a horse needs to be taught to work as
+much as a boy."
+
+"Why, father, I can work; and I have never been taught."
+
+"O no," said his father, smiling, "you cannot work."
+
+"I can plant beans," said Rollo.
+
+Just then, Rollo, who was all this time riding on the horse, looked down
+from his high seat into a little bush by the side of the road, and saw
+there a little bunch that looked like a birdsnest; and he said, "O,
+father, please to take me down; I want to look at that birdsnest."
+
+His father knew that he would not hurt the birdsnest; so he took him off
+of the horse, and put him on the ground. Then he walked on with the horse,
+and Rollo turned back to see the nest. He climbed up upon a log that lay
+by the side of the bush, and then gently opened the branches and looked
+in. Four little, unfledged birds lifted up their heads, and opened their
+mouths wide. They heard the noise which Rollo made, and thought it was
+their mother come to feed them.
+
+"Ah, you little dickeys," said Rollo; "hungry, are you? _I_ have not got
+any thing for you to eat."
+
+Rollo looked at them a little while, and then slowly got down and walked
+along up the lane, saying to himself, "_They_ are not big enough to work,
+at any rate, but _I_ am, I know, and I do not believe but that _Elky_ is."
+
+
+
+
+Preparations.
+
+
+When Rollo got back into the yard, he found his father just getting into
+the wagon to go away. Jonas stood by the horse, having just finished
+harnessing him.
+
+"Father," said Rollo, "I can work. You thought I could not work, but I
+can. I am going to work to-day while you are gone."
+
+"Are you?" said his father. "Very well; I should be glad to have you."
+
+"What should you like to have me do?" asked Rollo.
+
+"O, you may pick up chips, or pile that short wood in the shed. But stand
+back from the wheel, for I am going to start now."
+
+So Rollo stood back, and his father drew up the reins which Jonas had just
+put into his hands, and guided the horse slowly and carefully out of the
+yard. Rollo ran along behind the wagon as far as the gate, to see his
+father go off, and stood there a few minutes, watching him as he rode
+along, until he disappeared at a turn in the road. He then came back to
+the yard, and sat down on a log by the side of Jonas, who was busily at
+work mending the wheelbarrow.
+
+Rollo sat singing to himself for some time, and then he said,
+
+"Jonas, father thinks I am not big enough to work; don't you think I am?"
+
+"I don't know," said Jonas, hesitating. "You do not seem to be very
+industrious just now."
+
+"O, I am resting now," said Rollo; "I am going to work pretty soon."
+
+"What are you resting from?" said Jonas.
+
+"O, I am resting because I am tired."
+
+"What are you tired of?" said Jonas. "What have you been doing?"
+
+Rollo had no answer at hand, for he had not been doing any thing at all.
+The truth was, it was pleasanter for him to sit on the log and sing, and
+see Jonas mend the wheelbarrow, than to go to work himself; and he mistook
+that feeling for being tired. Boys often do so when they are set to work.
+
+Rollo, finding that he had no excuse for sitting there any longer,
+presently got up, and sauntered along towards the house, saying that he
+was going to work, picking up chips.
+
+Now there was, in a certain corner of the yard, a considerable space
+covered with chips, which were the ones that Rollo had to pick up. He knew
+that his father wished to have them put into a kind of a bin in the shed,
+called the _chip-bin_. So he went into the house for a basket.
+
+He found his mother busy; and she said she could not go and get a basket
+for him; but she told him the chip-basket was probably in its place in the
+shed, and he might go and get that.
+
+"But," said Rollo, "that is too large. I cannot lift that great basket
+full of chips."
+
+"You need not fill it full then," said his mother. "Put in just as many as
+you can easily carry."
+
+Rollo still objected, saying that he wanted her very much to go and get a
+smaller one. He could not work without a smaller one.
+
+"Very well," said she, "I would rather that you should not work then. The
+interruption to me to get up now, and go to look for a smaller basket,
+will be greater than all the good you will do in picking up chips."
+
+Rollo then told her that his father wanted him to work, and he related to
+her all the conversation they had had. She then thought that she had
+better do all in her power to give Rollo a fair experiment; so she left
+her work, went down, got him a basket which he said was just big enough,
+and left him at the door, going out to his work in the yard.
+
+
+
+
+A Bad Beginning.
+
+
+Rollo sat down on the chips, and began picking them up, all around him,
+and throwing them into his basket. He soon filled it up, and then lugged
+it in, emptied it into the chip-bin, and then returned, and began to fill
+it again.
+
+He had not got his basket more than half full the second time, before he
+came upon some very large chips, which were so square and flat, that he
+thought they would be good to build houses with. He thought he would just
+try them a little, and began to stand them up in such a manner as to make
+the four walls of a house. He found, however, an unexpected difficulty;
+for although the chips were large and square, yet the edges were so sharp
+that they would not stand up very well.
+
+Some time was spent in trying experiments with them in various ways; but
+he could not succeed very well; so he began again industriously to put
+them into his basket.
+
+When he got the basket nearly full, the second time, he thought he was
+tired, and that it would be a good plan to take a little time for rest;
+and he would go and see Jonas a little while.
+
+Now his various interruptions and delays, his conversation with his
+mother, the delay in getting the basket, and his house-building, had
+occupied considerable time; so that, when he went back to Jonas, it was
+full half an hour from the time when he left him; and he found that Jonas
+had finished mending the wheelbarrow, and had put it in its place, and was
+just going away himself into the field.
+
+"Well, Rollo," said he, "how do you get along with your work?"
+
+"O, very well," said Rollo; "I have been picking up chips all the time
+since I went away from you."
+
+Rollo did not mean to tell a falsehood. But he was not aware how much of
+his time he had idled away.
+
+"And how many have you got in?" said Jonas.
+
+"Guess," said Rollo.
+
+"Six baskets full," said Jonas.
+
+"No," said Rollo.
+
+"Eight."
+
+"No; not so many."
+
+"How many, then?" said Jonas, who began to be tired of guessing.
+
+"Two; that is, I have got one in, and the other is almost full."
+
+"Only two?" said Jonas. "Then you cannot have worked very steadily. Come
+here and I will show you how to work."
+
+
+
+
+What Rollo Might Do.
+
+
+So Jonas walked along to the chips, and asked Rollo to fill up that
+basket, and carry it, and then come back, and he would tell him.
+
+So Rollo filled up the basket, carried it to the bin, and came back very
+soon. Jonas told him then to fill it up again as full as it was before.
+
+"There," said Jonas, when it was done, "now it is as full as the other
+was, and I should think you have been less than two minutes in doing it.
+We will call it two minutes. Two minutes for each basket full would make
+thirty baskets full in an hour. Now, I don't think there are more than
+thirty baskets full in all; so that, if you work steadily, but without
+hurrying any, you would get them all in in an hour."
+
+"In an hour?" said Rollo. "Could I get them all in in an hour?"
+
+"Yes," said Jonas, "I have no doubt you can. But you must not hurry and
+get tired out. Work moderately, but _steadily_;--that is the way."
+
+So Jonas went to the field, leaving Rollo to go on with his thirty
+baskets. Rollo thought it would be a fine thing to get the chips all in
+before his father should come home, and he went to work very busily
+filling his basket the third time.
+
+"I can do it quicker," said he to himself. "I can fill the basket a great
+deal faster than that. I will get it all done in half an hour."
+
+So he began to throw in the chips as fast as possible, taking up very
+large ones too, and tossing them in in any way. Now it happened that he
+did fill it this time very quick; for the basket being small, and the
+chips that he now selected very large, they did not pack well, but lay up
+in every direction, so as apparently to fill up the basket quite full,
+when, in fact, there were great empty spaces in it; and when he took it up
+to carry it, it felt very light, because it was in great part empty.
+
+He ran along with it, forgetting Jonas's advice not to hurry, and thinking
+that the reason why it seemed so light was because he was so strong. When
+he got to the coal-bin, the chips would not come out easily. They were so
+large that they had got wedged between the sides of the basket, and he had
+hard work to get them out.
+
+This fretted him, and cooled his ardor somewhat; he walked back rather
+slowly, and began again to fill his basket.
+
+
+
+
+A New Plan.
+
+
+Before he had got many chips in it, however, he happened to think that the
+wheelbarrow would be a better thing to get them in with. They would not
+stick in that as they did in the basket. "Men always use a wheelbarrow,"
+he said to himself, "and why should not I?"
+
+So he turned the chips out of his basket, thus losing so much labor, and
+went after the wheelbarrow. He spent some time in looking to see how Jonas
+had mended it, and then he attempted to wheel it along to the chips. He
+found it quite heavy; but he contrived to get it along, and after losing
+considerable time in various delays, he at last had it fairly on the
+ground, and began to fill it.
+
+He found that the chips would go into the wheelbarrow beautifully, and he
+was quite pleased with his own ingenuity in thinking of it. He thought he
+would take a noble load, and so he filled it almost full, but it took a
+long time to do it, for the wheelbarrow was so large that he got tired,
+and stopped several times to rest.
+
+When, at length, it was full, he took hold of the handles, and lifted away
+upon it. He found it very heavy. He made another desperate effort, and
+succeeded in raising it from the ground a little; but unluckily, as
+wheelbarrows are very apt to do when the load is too heavy for the
+workman, it tipped down to one side, and, though Rollo exerted all his
+strength to save it, it was in vain.
+
+[Illustration: Too Heavy.]
+
+Over went the wheelbarrow, and about half of the chips were poured out
+upon the ground again.
+
+"O dear me!" said Rollo; "I wish this wheelbarrow was not so heavy."
+
+He sat down on the side of the wheelbarrow for a time in despair. He had a
+great mind to give up work for that day. He thought he had done enough; he
+was tired. But, then, when he reflected that he had only got in three
+small baskets of chips, and that his father would see that it was really
+true, as he had supposed, that Rollo could not work, he felt a little
+ashamed to stop.
+
+So he tipped the wheelbarrow back, which he could easily do now that the
+load was half out, and thought he would wheel those along, and take the
+rest next time.
+
+By great exertions he contrived to stagger along a little way with this
+load, until presently the wheel settled into a little low place in the
+path, and he could not move it any farther. This worried and troubled him
+again. He tried to draw the wheelbarrow back, as he had often seen Jonas
+do in similar cases, but in vain. It would not move back or forwards. Then
+he went round to the wheel, and pulled upon that; but it would not do. The
+wheel held its place immovably.
+
+Rollo sat down on the grass a minute or two, wishing that he had not
+touched the wheelbarrow. It was unwise for him to have left his basket,
+his regular and proper mode of carrying the chips, to try experiments with
+the wheelbarrow, which he was not at all accustomed to. And now the proper
+course for him to have taken, would have been to leave the wheelbarrow
+where it was, go and get the basket, take out the chips from the
+wheelbarrow, and carry them, a basket full at a time, to the bin, then
+take the wheelbarrow to its place, and go on with his work in the way he
+began.
+
+But Rollo, like all other boys who have not learned to work, was more
+inclined to get somebody to help him do what was beyond his own strength,
+than to go quietly on alone in doing what he himself was able to do. So he
+left the wheelbarrow, and went into the house to try to find somebody to
+help him.
+
+He came first into the kitchen, where Mary was at work getting dinner, and
+he asked her to come out and help him get his wheelbarrow out of a hole.
+Mary said she could not come then, but, if he would wait a few minutes,
+she would. Rollo could not wait, but went off in pursuit of his mother.
+
+"Mother," said he, as he opened the door into her chamber, "could not you
+come out and help me get my wheelbarrow along?"
+
+"What wheelbarrow?" said his mother.
+
+"Why, the great wheelbarrow. I am wheeling chips in it, and I cannot get
+it along."
+
+"I thought you were picking up chips in the basket I got for you."
+
+"Yes, mother, I did a little while; but I thought I could get them along
+faster with the wheelbarrow."
+
+"And, instead of that, it seems you cannot get them along at all."
+
+"Why, mother, it is only one little place. It is in a little hole. If I
+could only get it out of that little hole, it would go very well."
+
+"But it seems to me you are not a very profitable workman, Rollo, after
+all. You wanted me very much to go and get you a small basket, because the
+common basket was too large and heavy; so I left my work, and went and got
+it for you. But you soon lay it aside, and go, of your own accord, and get
+something heavier than the common chip-basket, a great deal. And now I
+must leave my work and go down and wheel it along for you."
+
+"Only this once, mother. If you can get it out of this hole for me, I will
+be careful not to let it get in again."
+
+"Well," said his mother at length, "I will go. Though the common way with
+wagoners, when they get their loads into difficulty, is to throw a part
+off until they lighten it sufficiently, and then go on. I will go this
+time; but if you get into difficulty again, you must get out yourself."
+
+So Rollo and his mother went down together, and she took hold of the
+wheelbarrow, and soon got it out. She advised Rollo not to use the
+wheelbarrow, but to return to his basket, but yet wished him to do just as
+he thought best himself.
+
+When she had returned to the house, Rollo went on with his load, slowly
+and with great difficulty. He succeeded, however, in working it along
+until he came to the edge of the platform which was before the shed door,
+where he was to carry in his chips. Here, of course, he was at a complete
+stand, as he could not get the wheel up such a high step; so he sat down
+on the edge of the platform, not knowing what to do next.
+
+He could not go to his mother, for she had told him that she could not
+help him again; so, on the whole, he concluded that he would not pick up
+chips any more; he would pile the wood. He recollected that his father had
+told him that he might either pick up chips or pile wood; and the last, he
+thought, would be much easier.
+
+"I shall not have any thing to carry or to wheel at all," said he to
+himself, "and so I shall not have any of these difficulties."
+
+So he left his wheelbarrow where it was, at the edge of the platform,
+intending to ask Jonas to get it up for him when he should come home. He
+went into the shed, and began to pile up the wood.
+
+It was some very short, small wood, prepared for a stove in his mother's
+chamber, and he knew where his father wanted to have it piled--back
+against the side of the shed, near where the wood was lying Jonas had
+thrown it down there in a heap as he had sawed and split it.
+
+
+
+
+Hirrup! Hirrup!
+
+
+He began to lay the wood regularly upon the ground where his pile was to
+be, and for a few minutes went on very prosperously. But presently he
+heard a great trampling in the street, and ran out to see what it was, and
+found that it was a large herd of cattle driving by--oxen and cows, and
+large and small calves. They filled the whole road as they walked slowly
+along, and Rollo climbed up upon the fence, by the side of the gate, to
+look at them. He was much amused to see so large a herd, and he watched
+all their motions. Some stopped to eat by the road side; some tried to run
+off down the lane, but were driven back by boys with long whips, who ran
+after them. Others would stand still in the middle of the road and bellow,
+and here and there two or three would be seen pushing one another with
+their horns, or running up upon a bank by the road side.
+
+Presently Rollo heard a commotion among the cattle at a little distance,
+and, looking that way, saw that Jonas was in among them, with a stick,
+driving the about, and calling out, HIRRUP! HIRRUP! At first he could not
+think what he was doing; but presently he saw that their own cow had got
+in among the others, and Jonas was trying to get her out.
+
+Some of the men who were driving the herd helped him, and they succeeded,
+at length, in getting her away by herself, by the side of the road. The
+rest of the cattle moved slowly on, and when they were fairly by, Jonas
+called out to Rollo to open the gate and then run away.
+
+Rollo did, accordingly, open the gate and run up the yard, and presently
+he saw the cow coming in, with Jonas after her.
+
+"Jonas," said Rollo, "how came our cow in among all those?"
+
+"She got out of the pasture somehow," said Jonas, in reply, "and I must go
+and drive her back. How do you get along with your chips?"
+
+"O, not very well. I want you to help me get the wheelbarrow up on the
+platform."
+
+"The wheelbarrow!" said Jonas. "Are you doing it with the wheelbarrow?"
+
+"No. I am not picking up chips now at all. I am piling wood. I _did_ have
+the wheelbarrow."
+
+In the mean time, the cow walked along through the yard and out of the
+gate into the field, and Jonas said he must go on immediately after her,
+to drive her back into the pasture, and put up the fence, and so he could
+not stop to help Rollo about the chips; but he would just look in and see
+if he was piling the wood right.
+
+He accordingly just stepped a moment to the shed door, and looked at
+Rollo's work. "That will do very well," said he; "only you must put the
+biggest ends of the sticks outwards, or it will all tumble down."
+
+So saying, he turned away, and walked off fast after the cow.
+
+
+
+
+An Overturn.
+
+
+Rollo stood looking at him for some time, wishing that he was going too.
+But he knew that he must not go without his mother's leave, and that, if
+he should go in to ask her, Jonas would have gone so far that he should
+not be able to overtake him. So he went back to his wood-pile.
+
+He piled a little more, and as he piled he wondered what Jonas meant by
+telling him to put the largest ends outwards. He took up a stick which had
+a knot on one end, which made that end much the largest, and laid it on
+both ways, first with the knot back against the side of the shed, and then
+with the knot in front, towards himself. He did not see but that the stick
+lay as steadily in one position as in the other.
+
+"Jonas was mistaken," said he. "It is a great deal better to put the big
+ends back. Then they are out of sight; all the old knots are hid, and the
+pile looks handsomer in front."
+
+So he went on, putting the sticks upon the pile with the biggest ends back
+against the shed. By this means the back side of the pile began soon to be
+the highest, and the wood slanted forward, so that, when it was up nearly
+as high as his head, it leaned forward so as to be quite unsteady. Rollo
+could not imagine what made his pile act so. He thought he would put on
+one stick more, and then leave it. But, as he was putting on this stick,
+he found that the whole pile was very unsteady. He put his hand upon it,
+and shook it a little, to see if it was going to fall, when he found it
+was coming down right upon him, and had just time to spring back before it
+fell.
+
+He did not get clear, however; for, as he stepped suddenly back, he
+tumbled over the wood which was lying on the ground, and fell over
+backwards; and a large part of the pile came down upon him.
+
+He screamed out with fright and pain, for he bruised himself a little in
+falling; though the wood which fell upon him was so small and light that
+it did not do much serious injury.
+
+Rollo stopped crying pretty soon, and went into the house; and that
+evening, when his father came home, he went to him, and said,
+
+"Father, you were right, after all; I _don't_ know how to work any better
+than Elky."
+
+
+
+
+
+THE TWO LITTLE WHEELBARROWS.
+
+
+
+
+Rides.
+
+
+Rollo often used to ride out with his father and mother. When he was quite
+a small boy, he did not know how to manage so as to get frequent rides. He
+used to keep talking, himself, a great deal, and interrupting his father
+and mother, when they wanted to talk; and if he was tired, he would
+complain, and ask them, again and again, when they should get home. Then
+he was often thirsty, and would tease his father and mother for water, in
+places where there was no water to be got, and then fret because he was
+obliged to wait a little while. In consequence of this, his father and
+mother did not take him very often. When they wanted a quiet, still,
+pleasant ride, they had to leave Rollo behind. A great many children act
+just as Rollo did, and thus deprive themselves of a great many very
+pleasant rides.
+
+Rollo observed, however, that his uncle almost always took Lucy with him
+when he went to ride. And one day, when he was playing in the yard where
+Jonas was at work setting out trees, he saw his uncle riding by, with
+another person in the chaise, and Lucy sitting between them on a little
+low seat. Lucy smiled and nodded as she went by; and when she had gone,
+Rollo said,
+
+"There goes Lucy, taking a ride. Uncle almost always takes her, when he
+goes any where. I wonder why father does not take me as often."
+
+"I know why," said Jonas.
+
+"What is the reason?" said Rollo.
+
+"Because you are troublesome, and Lucy is not. If I was a boy like you, I
+should manage so as almost always to ride with my father."
+
+"Why, what should you do?" said Rollo.
+
+"Why, in the first place, I should never find fault with my seat. I should
+sit exactly where they put me, without any complaint. Then I should not
+talk much, and I should _never_ interrupt them when they were talking. If
+I saw any thing on the road that I wanted to ask about, I should wait
+until I had a good opportunity to do it without disturbing their
+conversation; and then, if I wanted any thing to eat or drink, I should
+not ask for it, unless I was in a place where they could easily get it for
+me. Thus I should not be any trouble to them, and so they would let me go
+almost always."
+
+Rollo was silent. He began to recollect how much trouble he had given his
+parents, when riding with them, without thinking of it at the time. He did
+not say any thing to Jonas about it, but he secretly resolved to try
+Jonas's experiment the very next time he went to ride.
+
+He did so, and in a very short time his father and mother both perceived
+that there was, some how or other, a great change in his manners. He had
+ceased to be troublesome, and had become quite a pleasant travelling
+companion. And the effect was exactly as Jonas had foretold. His father
+and mother liked very much to have such a still, pleasant little boy
+sitting between them; and at last they began almost to think they could
+not have a pleasant ride themselves, unless Rollo was with them.
+
+They used to put a little cricket in, upon the bottom of the chaise, for
+Rollo to sit upon; but this was not very convenient, and so one day
+Rollo's father said that, now Rollo had become so pleasant a boy to ride
+with them, he would have a little seat made on purpose for him. "In fact,"
+said he, "I will take the chaise down to the corporal's to-night, and see
+if he cannot do it for me."
+
+"And may I go with you?" said Rollo.
+
+"Yes," said his father, "you may."
+
+Rollo was always very much pleased when his father let him go to the
+corporal's.
+
+
+
+
+The Corporal's.
+
+
+But perhaps the reader will like to know who this corporal was that Rollo
+was so desirous of going to see. He was an old soldier, who had become
+disabled in the wars, so that he could not go out to do very hard work,
+but was very ingenious in making and mending things, and he had a little
+shop down by the mill, where he used to work.
+
+Rollo often went there with Jonas, to carry a chair to be mended, or to
+get a lock or latch put in order; and sometimes to buy a basket, or a
+rake, or some simple thing that the corporal knew how to make. A corporal,
+you must know, is a kind of an officer in a company. This man had been
+such an officer; and so they always called him the corporal. I never knew
+what his other name was.
+
+That evening Rollo and his father set off in the chaise to go to the
+corporal's. It was not very far. They rode along by some very pleasant
+farm-houses, and came at length to the house where Georgie lived. They
+then went down the hill; but, just before they came to the bridge, they
+turned off among the trees, into a secluded road, which led along the bank
+of the stream. After going on a short distance, they came out into a kind
+of opening among the trees, where a mill came into view, by the side of
+the stream; and opposite to it, across the road, under the trees, was the
+corporal's little shop.
+
+The trees hung over the shop, and behind it there was a high rocky hill
+almost covered with forest trees. Between the shop and the mill they could
+see the road winding along a little way still farther up the stream, until
+it was lost in the woods.
+
+[Illustration: The Corporal's]
+
+As soon as Rollo came in sight of the shop, he saw a little wheelbarrow
+standing up by the side of the door. It was just large enough for him, and
+he called out for his father to look at it.
+
+"It is a very pretty little wheelbarrow," said his father.
+
+"I wish you would buy it for me. How much do you suppose the corporal asks
+for it?"
+
+"We will talk with him about it," said his father.
+
+So saying, they drove up to the side of the road near the mill, and
+fastened the horse at a post. Then Rollo clambered down out of the chaise,
+and he and his father walked into the shop.
+
+They found the corporal busily at work mending a chair-bottom. Rollo stood
+by, much pleased to see him weave in the flags, while his father explained
+to the corporal that he wanted a small seat made in front, in his chaise.
+
+"I do not know whether you can do it, or not," said he.
+
+"What sort of a seat do you want?"
+
+"I thought," said he, "that you might make a little seat, with two legs to
+it in front, and then fasten the back side of it to the front of the
+chaise-box."
+
+"Yes," said the corporal, "that will do I think; but I must have a little
+blacksmith work to fasten the seat properly behind, so that you can slip
+it out when you are not using it. Let us go and see."
+
+So the corporal rose to go out and see the chaise, and as they passed by
+the wheelbarrow at the door, as they went out, Rollo asked him what was
+the price of that little wheelbarrow.
+
+"That is not for sale, my little man. That is engaged. But I can make you
+one, if your father likes. I ask three quarters of a dollar for them."
+
+Rollo looked at it very wishfully, and the corporal told him that he might
+try it if he chose. "Wheel it about," said he, "while your father and I
+are looking at the chaise."
+
+So Rollo trundled the wheelbarrow up and down the road with great
+pleasure. It was light, and it moved easily. He wished he had such a one.
+It would not tip over, he said, like that great heavy one at home; he
+thought he could wheel it even if it was full of stones. He ran down with
+it to the shore of the stream, where there were plenty of stones lying,
+intending to load it up, and try it. But when he got there, he recollected
+that he had not had liberty to put any thing in it; and so he determined
+at once that he would not.
+
+Just then his father called him. So he wheeled the wheelbarrow back to its
+place, and told the corporal that he liked it very much. He wanted his
+father to engage one for him then, but he did not ask him. He thought
+that, as he had already expressed a wish for one, it would be better not
+to say any thing about it again, but to wait and let his father do as he
+pleased.
+
+As they were going home, his father said,
+
+"That was a very pretty wheelbarrow, Rollo, I think myself."
+
+"Yes, it was beautiful, father. It was so light, and went so easy! I wish
+you would buy me one, father."
+
+"I would, my son, but I think a wheelbarrow will give you more pleasure at
+some future time, than it will now."
+
+"When do you mean?"
+
+"When you have learned to work."
+
+"But I want the wheelbarrow to _play_ with."
+
+"I know you do; but you would take a great deal more solid and permanent
+satisfaction in such a thing, if you were to use it for doing some useful
+work."
+
+"When shall I learn to work, father?" said Rollo.
+
+"I have been thinking that it is full time now. You are about six years
+old, and they say that a boy of _seven_ years old is able to earn his
+living."
+
+"Well, father, I wish you would teach me to work. What should you do
+first?"
+
+"The first lesson would be to teach you to do some common, easy work,
+_steadily_."
+
+"Why, father, I can do that now, without being taught."
+
+"I think you are mistaken about that. A boy works steadily when he goes
+directly forward in his work, without stopping to rest, or to contrive new
+ways of doing it, or to see other people, or to talk. Now, do you think
+you could work steadily an hour, without stopping for any of these
+reasons?"
+
+"Why--yes," said Rollo.
+
+"I will try you to-morrow," said his father.
+
+
+
+
+The Old Nails.
+
+
+The next morning, after breakfast, Rollo's father told him he was ready
+for him to go to his work. He took a small basket in his hand, and led
+Rollo out into the barn, and told him to wait there a few minutes, and he
+would bring him something to do.
+
+Rollo sat down on a little bundle of straw, wondering what his work was
+going to be.
+
+Presently his father came back, bringing in his hands a box full of old
+nails, which he got out of an old store-room, in a corner of the barn. He
+brought it along, and set it down on the barn floor.
+
+"Why, father," said Rollo, "what am I going to do with those old nails?"
+
+"You are going to _sort_ them. Here are a great many kinds, all together.
+I want them all picked over--those that are alike put by themselves. I
+will tell you exactly how to do it."
+
+Rollo put his hand into the box, and began to pick up some of the nails,
+and look them over, while his father was speaking; but his father told him
+to put them down, and not begin until he had got all his directions.
+
+"You must listen," said he, "and understand the directions now, for I
+cannot tell you twice."
+
+He then took a little wisp of straw, and brushed away a clean place upon
+the barn floor, and then poured down the nails upon it.
+
+"O, how many nails!" said Rollo.
+
+His father then took up a handful of them, and showed Rollo that there
+were several different sizes; and he placed them down upon the floor in
+little heaps, each size by itself. Those that were crooked also he laid
+away in a separate pile.
+
+"Now, Rollo," said he, "I want you to go to work sorting these nails,
+steadily and industriously, until they are all done. There are not more
+than three or four kinds of nails, and you can do them pretty fast if you
+work _steadily_, and do not get to playing with them. If you find any
+pieces of iron, or any thing else that you do not know what to do with,
+lay them aside, and go on with the nails. Do you understand it all?"
+
+Rollo said he did, and so his father left him, and went into the house.
+Rollo sat down upon the clean barn floor, and began his task.
+
+"I don't think this is any great thing," said he; "I can do this easily
+enough;" and he took up some of the nails, and began to arrange them as
+his father had directed.
+
+But Rollo did not perceive what the real difficulty in his task was. It
+was, indeed, very easy to see what nails were large, and what were small,
+and what were of middle size, and to put them in their proper heaps. There
+was nothing very hard in that. The difficulty was, that, after having
+sorted a few, it would become tedious and tiresome work, doing it there
+all alone in the barn,--picking out old nails, with nobody to help him,
+and nobody to talk to, and nothing to see, but those little heaps of rusty
+iron on the floor.
+
+This, I say, was the real trouble; and Rollo's father knew, when he set
+his little boy about it, that he would soon get very tired of it, and, not
+being accustomed to any thing but play, would not persevere.
+
+And so it was. Rollo sorted out a few, and then he began to think that it
+was rather tiresome to be there all alone; and he thought it would be a
+good plan for him to go and ask his father to let him go and get his
+cousin James to come and help him.
+
+He accordingly laid down the nails he had in his hand, and went into the
+house, and found his father writing at a table.
+
+"What is the matter now?" said his father.
+
+"Why, father," said Rollo, "I thought I should like to have James come and
+help me, if you are willing;--we can get them done so much quicker if
+there are two."
+
+"But my great object is, not to get the nails sorted very quick, but to
+teach you patient industry. I know it is tiresome for you to be alone, but
+that is the very reason why I wish you to be alone. I want you to learn to
+persevere patiently in doing any thing, even if it is tiresome. What I
+want to teach you is, to _work_, not to _play_."
+
+Rollo felt disappointed, but he saw that his father was right, and he went
+slowly back to his task. He sorted out two or three handfuls more, but he
+found there was no pleasure in it, and he began to be very sorry his
+father had set him at it.
+
+Having no heart for his work, he did not go on with alacrity, and of
+course made very slow progress. He ought to have gone rapidly forward, and
+not thought any thing about the pleasantness or unpleasantness of it, but
+only been anxious to finish the work, and please his father. Instead of
+that, he only lounged over it--looked at the heap of nails, and sighed to
+think how large it was. He could not sort all those, possibly, he said. He
+knew he could not. It would take him forever.
+
+Still he could not think of any excuse for leaving his work again, until,
+after a little while, he came upon a couple of screws. "And now what shall
+I do with these?" said he.
+
+He took the screws, and laid them side by side, to measure them, so as to
+see which was the largest. Then he rolled them about a little, and after
+playing with them for a little time, during which, of course, his work was
+entirely neglected, he concluded he would go and ask his father what he
+was to do with screws.
+
+He accordingly walked slowly along to the house, stopping to look at the
+grasshoppers and butterflies by the way. After wasting some time in this
+manner, he appeared again at his father's table, and wanted to know what
+he should do with the _screws_ that he found among the nails.
+
+"You ought not to have left your work to come and ask that question," said
+his father. "I am afraid you are not doing very well. I gave you all the
+necessary instructions. Go back to your work."
+
+"But, father," said Rollo, "as he went out, I do not know what I am to do
+with the screws. You did not say any thing about screws."
+
+"Then why do you leave your work to ask me any thing about them?"
+
+"Why,--because,--" said Rollo, hesitating. He did not know what to say.
+
+"Your work is to sort out the _nails_, and I expect, by your coming to me
+for such frivolous reasons, that you are not going on with it very well."
+
+Rollo went slowly out of the room, and sauntered along back to his work.
+He put the screws aside, and went on with the nails, but he did very
+little. When the heart is not in the work, it always goes on very slowly.
+
+Thus an hour or two of the forenoon passed away, and Rollo made very
+little progress. At last his father came out to see what he had done; and
+it was very plain that he had been idling away his time, and had
+accomplished very little indeed.
+
+His father then said that he might leave his work and come in. Rollo
+walked along by the side of his father, and he said to him--
+
+"I see, Rollo, that I shall not succeed in teaching you to work
+industriously, without something more than kind words."
+
+Rollo knew not what to say, and so he was silent. He felt guilty and
+ashamed.
+
+"I gave you work to do which was very easy and plain, but you have been
+leaving it repeatedly for frivolous reasons; and even while you were over
+your work, you have not been industrious. Thus you have wasted your
+morning entirely; you have neither done work nor enjoyed play.
+
+"I was afraid it would be so," he continued. "Very few boys can be taught
+to work industriously, without being compelled; though I hoped that my
+little Rollo could have been. But as it is, as I find that persuasion will
+not do, I must do something more decided. I should do very wrong to let
+you grow up an idle boy; and it is time for you to begin to learn to do
+something besides play."
+
+He said this in a kind, but very serious tone, and it was plain he was
+much displeased. He told Rollo, a minute or two after, that he might go,
+then, where he pleased, and that he would consider what he should do, and
+tell him some other time.
+
+
+
+
+A Conversation.
+
+
+That evening, when Rollo was just going to bed, his father took him up in
+his lap, and told him he had concluded what to do.
+
+"You see it is very necessary," said he, "that you should have the power
+of confining yourself steadily and patiently to a single employment, even
+if it does not amuse you. _I_ have to do that, and all people have to do
+it, and you must learn to do it, or you will grow up indolent and useless.
+You cannot do it now, it is very plain. If I set you to doing any thing,
+you go on as long as the novelty and the amusement last, and then your
+patience is gone, and you contrive every possible excuse for getting away
+from your task. Now, I am going to give you one hour's work to do, every
+forenoon and afternoon. I shall give you such things to do, as are
+perfectly plain and easy, so that you will have no excuse for neglecting
+your work or leaving it. But yet I shall choose such things as will afford
+you no amusement; for I want you to learn to _work_, not play."
+
+"But, father," said Rollo, "you told me there was pleasure in work, the
+other day. But how can there be any pleasure in it, if you choose such
+things as have no amusement in them, at all?"
+
+"The pleasure of working," said his father, "is not the fun of doing
+amusing things, but the satisfaction and solid happiness of being faithful
+in duty, and accomplishing some useful purpose. For example, if I were to
+lose my pocket-book on the road, and should tell you to walk back a mile,
+and look carefully all the way until you found it, and if you did it
+faithfully and carefully, you would find a kind of satisfaction in doing
+it; and when you found the pocket-book, and brought it back to me, you
+would enjoy a high degree of happiness. Should not you?"
+
+"Why, yes, sir, I should," said Rollo.
+
+"And yet there would be no _amusement_ in it. You might, perhaps, the next
+day, go over the same road, catching butterflies: that would be amusement.
+Now, the pleasure you would enjoy in looking for the pocket-book, would be
+the solid satisfaction of useful work. The pleasure of catching
+butterflies would be the amusement of play. Now, the difficulty is, with
+you, that you have scarcely any idea, yet, of the first. You are all the
+time looking for the other, that is, the amusement. You begin to work when
+I give you any thing to do, but if you do not find _amusement_ in it, you
+soon give it up. But if you would only persevere, you would find, at
+length, a solid satisfaction, that would be worth a great deal more."
+
+Rollo sat still, and listened, but his father saw, from his looks, that he
+was not much interested in what he was saying; and he perceived that it
+was not at all probable that so small a boy could be _reasoned_ into
+liking work. In fact, it was rather hard for Rollo to understand all that
+his father said,--and still harder for him to feel the force of it. He
+began to grow sleepy, and so his father let him go to bed.
+
+
+
+
+Rollo Learns to Work at Last.
+
+
+The next day his father gave him his work. He was to begin at ten o'clock,
+and work till eleven, gathering beans in the garden. His father went out
+with him, and waited to see how long it took him to gather half a pint,
+and then calculated how many he could gather in an hour, if he was
+industrious. Rollo knew that if he failed now, he should be punished in
+some way, although his father did not say any thing about punishment. When
+he was set at work the day before, about the nails, he was making an
+experiment, as it were, and he did not expect to be actually punished if
+he failed; but now he knew that he was under orders, and must obey.
+
+So he worked very diligently, and when his father came out at the end of
+the hour, he found that Rollo had got rather more beans than he had
+expected. Rollo was much gratified to see his father pleased; and he
+carried in his large basket full of beans to show his mother, with great
+pleasure. Then he went to play, and enjoyed himself very highly.
+
+The next morning, his father said to him,
+
+"Well, Rollo, you did very well yesterday; but doing right once is a very
+different thing from forming a habit of doing right. I can hardly expect
+you will succeed as well to-day; or, if you should to-day, that you will
+to-morrow."
+
+Rollo thought he should. His work was to pick up all the loose stones in
+the road, and carry them, in a basket, to a great heap of stones behind
+the barn. But he was not quite faithful. His father observed him playing
+several times. He did not speak to him, however, until the hour was over,
+and then he called him in.
+
+"Rollo," said he, "you have failed to-day. You have not been very idle,
+but have not been industrious; and the punishment which I have concluded
+to try first, is, to give you only bread and water for dinner."
+
+So, when dinner time came, and the family sat down to the good beefsteak
+and apple-pie which was upon the table, Rollo knew that he was not to
+come. He felt very unhappy, but he did not cry. His father called him, and
+cut off a good slice of bread, and put into his hands, and told him he
+might go and eat it on the steps of the back door. "If you should be
+thirsty," he added, "you may ask Mary to give you some water."
+
+Rollo took the bread, and went out, and took his solitary seat on the
+stone step leading into the back yard, and, in spite of all his efforts to
+prevent it, the tears would come into his eyes. He thought of his guilt in
+disobeying his father, and he felt unhappy to think that his father and
+mother were seated together at their pleasant table, and that he could not
+come because he had been an undutiful son. He determined that he would
+never be unfaithful in his work again.
+
+He went on, after this, several days, very well. His father gave him
+various kinds of work to do, and he began at last to find a considerable
+degree of satisfaction in doing it. He found, particularly, that he
+enjoyed himself a great deal more after his work than before, and whenever
+he saw what he had done, it gave him pleasure. After he had picked up the
+loose stones before the house, for instance, he drove his hoop about
+there, with unusual satisfaction; enjoying the neat and tidy appearance of
+the road much more than he would have done if Jonas had cleared it. In
+fact, in the course of a month, Rollo became quite a faithful and
+efficient little workman.
+
+
+
+
+The Corporal's Again.
+
+
+"Now," said his father to him one day, after he had been doing a fine job
+of wood-piling,--"now we will go and talk with the corporal about a
+wheelbarrow. Or do you think you could find the way yourself?"
+
+Rollo said he thought he could.
+
+"Very well, you may go; I believe I shall let you have a wheelbarrow now,
+and you can ask him how soon he can have it done."
+
+Rollo clapped his hands, and capered about, and asked his father how long
+he thought it would be before he could have it.
+
+"O, you will learn," said he, "when you come to talk with the corporal."
+
+"Do you think it will be a week?"
+
+"I think it probable that he could make one in less than a week," said his
+father, smiling.
+
+"Well, how soon?" said Rollo.
+
+"O, I cannot tell you: wait till you get to his shop, and then you will
+see."
+
+Rollo saw that, for some reason or other, his father was not inclined to
+talk about the time when he should have his wheelbarrow, but he could not
+think why; however, he determined to get the corporal to make it as quick
+as he could, at any rate.
+
+It was about the middle of the afternoon that Rollo set off to go for his
+wheelbarrow. His mother told him he might go and get his cousin James to
+go with him if he chose. So he walked along towards the bridge, and,
+instead of turning at once off there to go towards the mill, he went on
+over the bridge towards the house where James lived. James came with him,
+and they walked back very pleasantly together.
+
+When they got back across the bridge again, they turned off towards the
+mill, talking about the wheelbarrow. Rollo told James about his learning
+to work, and about his having seen the wheelbarrow at the corporal's, and
+how he trundled it about, and liked it very much.
+
+"I should like to see it very much," said James. "I suppose I can, when we
+get to the corporal's shop."
+
+"No," said Rollo, "he said that that wheelbarrow was engaged; and I
+suppose it has been taken away before this time."
+
+Just then the corner of the corporal's shop began to corner into view, and
+presently the door came in sight, and James called out,
+
+"Yes, yes, there it is. I see it standing up by the side of the door."
+
+"No," said Rollo, "that is not it. That is a green one."
+
+"What color was the wheelbarrow that you saw?" asked James.
+
+"It was not any color; it was not painted," said Rollo. "I wonder whose
+that wheelbarrow can be?"
+
+The boys walked along, and presently came to the door of the shop. They
+opened the door, and went in. There was nobody there.
+
+Various articles were around the room. There was a bench at one side, near
+a window; and there were a great many tools upon it, and upon shelves over
+it. On another side of the shop was a lathe, a curious sort of a machine,
+that the corporal used a great deal, in some of his nicest work. Then
+there were a good many things there, which were sent in to be mended, such
+as chairs, a spinning-wheel, boys' sleds, and one or two large
+wheelbarrows.
+
+The boys walked around the room a few minutes, looking at the various
+things; and at last Rollo spied another little wheelbarrow, on a shelf. It
+was very much like the one at the door, only it was painted green.
+
+Rollo said that that one looked exactly like the one he trundled when he
+was there before, only it was green.
+
+"Perhaps he has painted it since," said James; "let us go to the door, and
+look at the other one, and see which is the biggest."
+
+So they went to the door, and found that the blue one was a little the
+biggest.
+
+Just then they saw the corporal coming across the road, with a hatchet in
+his hand. He had been to grind it at the mill, where there was a
+grindstone, that went round by water.
+
+"Ah, boys," said he, "how do you do? Have you come for your wheelbarrow,
+Rollo."
+
+"Yes, sir," said Rollo; "how soon can you get it done?"
+
+"Done? it is done now," said he; "there it is." And he took the blue
+wheelbarrow, which was at the door, and set it down in the path.
+
+"That is not mine," said Rollo, "is it?"
+
+"Yes," said the corporal; "your father spoke for it a week ago."
+
+Rollo took hold of his wheelbarrow, and began to wheel it along. He liked
+it very much.
+
+[Illustration: Rollo Took Hold of His Wheelbarrow.]
+
+James said he wished he could have one too, and while Rollo was talking
+with the corporal, he could not help looking at the green one on the
+shelf, which he thought was just about as big as he should like.
+
+The corporal asked him if he wanted to see that one, and he took it down
+for him. James took hold of the handles, and tried it a little, back and
+forth on the floor, and then he said it was just about big enough for him.
+
+"Who is this for?" said he to the corporal.
+
+"I do not know," said the corporal; "a gentleman bespoke it some time ago.
+I do not know what his name is."
+
+Just then he seemed to see somebody out of the window.
+
+"Ah! here he comes now!" he exclaimed suddenly.
+
+Just then the door opened, and whom should the boys see coming in, but
+their uncle George!
+
+"Why, James," said he, "have you got hold of your wheelbarrow already?"
+
+"_My_ wheelbarrow!" said James. "Is this mine?"
+
+"Yes," said his uncle, "I got it made to give to you. But when I found
+that Rollo was having one made, I waited for his to be done, so that you
+might have them both together. So trundle them home."
+
+So the boys set off on the run down the road, in fine style, with their
+wheelbarrows trundling beautifully before them.
+
+
+
+
+
+CAUSEY-BUILDING.
+
+
+
+
+Sand-Men.
+
+
+Next to little wooden blocks, I think that good, clean sand is an
+excellent thing for children to play with. When it is a little damp, it
+will remain in any shape you put it in, and you can build houses and
+cities, and make roads and canals in it. At any rate, Rollo and his cousin
+James used to be very fond of going down to a certain place in the brook,
+where there was plenty of sand, and playing in it. It was of a gray color,
+and somewhat mixed with pebble-stones; but then they used to like the
+pebble-stones very much to make walls with, and to stone up the little
+wells which they made in the sand.
+
+One Wednesday afternoon, they were there playing very pleasantly with the
+sand. They had been building a famous city, and, after amusing themselves
+with it some time, they had knocked down the houses, and trampled the sand
+all about again. James then said he meant to go to the barn and get his
+horse-cart, and haul a load of sand to market.
+
+Now there was a place around behind a large rock near there, which the
+boys called their barn; and Rollo and James went to it, and pulled out
+their two little wheelbarrows, which they called their horse-carts. They
+wheeled them down to the edge of the water, and began to take up the sand
+by double handfuls, and put it in.
+
+When they had got their carts loaded, they began to wheel them around to
+the trees, and stones, and bushes, saying,
+
+"Who'll buy my sand?"
+
+"Who'll buy my white sand?"
+
+"Who'll buy my gray sand?"
+
+"Who'll buy my black sand?"
+
+But they did not seem to find any purchaser; and at last Rollo said,
+suddenly,
+
+"O, I know who will buy our sand."
+
+"Who?" said James.
+
+"Mother."
+
+"So she will," said James. "We will wheel it up to the house."
+
+So they set off, and began wheeling their loads of sand up the pathway
+among the trees. They went on a little way, and presently stopped, and sat
+down on a bank to rest. Here they found a number of flowers, which they
+gathered and stuck up in the sand, so that their loads soon made a very
+gay appearance.
+
+Just as they were going to set out again, Rollo said,
+
+"But, James, how are we going to get through the quagmire?"
+
+"O," said James, "we can step along on the bank by the side of the path."
+
+"No," said Rollo; "for we cannot get our wheelbarrows along there."
+
+"Why, yes,--we got them along there when we came down."
+
+"But they were empty and light then; now they are loaded and heavy."
+
+"So they are; but I think we can get along; it is not very muddy there
+now."
+
+The place which the boys called the quagmire, was a low place in the
+pathway, where it was almost always muddy. This pathway was made by the
+cows, going up and down to drink; and it was a good, dry, and hard path in
+all places but one. This, in the spring of the year, was very wet and
+miry; and, during the whole summer, it was seldom perfectly dry. The boys
+called it the quagmire, and they used to get by on one side, in among the
+bushes.
+
+They found that it was not very muddy at this time, and they contrived to
+get through with their loads of sand, and soon got to the house. They
+trundled their wheelbarrows up to the door leading out to the garden; and
+Rollo knocked at the door.
+
+Now Rollo's mother happened, at this time, to be sitting at the
+back-parlor window, and she heard their voices as they came along the
+yard. So, supposing the knocking was some of their play, she just looked
+out of the window, and called out,
+
+"Who's there?"
+
+"Some sand-men," Rollo answered, "who have got some sand to sell."
+
+His mother looked out of the window, and had quite a talk with them about
+their sand; she asked them where it came from, what color it was, and
+whether it was free from pebble-stones. The boys had to admit that there
+were a good many pebble-stones in it, and that pebble-stones were not very
+good to scour floors with.
+
+
+
+
+The Gray Garden.
+
+
+At last, Rollo's mother recommended that they should carry the sand out to
+a corner of the yard, where the chips used to be, and spread it out there,
+and stick their flowers up in it for a garden.
+
+The boys liked this plan very much. "We can make walks and beds,
+beautifully, in the sand," said Rollo. "But, mother, do you think the
+flowers will grow?"
+
+"No," said his mother, "flowers will not grow in sand; but, as it is
+rather a shady place, and you can water them occasionally, they will keep
+green and bright a good many days, and then, you know, you can get some
+more."
+
+So the boys wheeled the sand out to the corner of the yard, took the
+flowers out carefully, and then tipped the sand down and spread it out.
+They tried to make walks and beds, but they found they had not got as much
+sand as they wanted. So they concluded to go back and get some more.
+
+In fact, they found that, by getting a great many wheelbarrow loads of
+sand, they could cover over the whole corner, and make a noble large place
+for a sand-garden. And then, besides, as James said, when they were tired
+of it for a garden, they could build cities there, instead of having to go
+away down to the brook.
+
+So they went on wheeling their loads of sand, for an hour or two. James
+had not learned to work as well as Rollo had, and he was constantly
+wanting to stop, and run into the woods, or play in the water; but Rollo
+told him it would be better to get all the sand up, first. They at last
+got quite a great heap, and then went and got a rake and hoe to level it
+down smooth.
+
+Thus the afternoon passed away; and at last Mary told the boys that they
+must come and get ready for tea, for she was going to carry it in soon.
+
+
+
+
+A Contract.
+
+
+So Rollo and James brushed the loose sand from their clothes, and washed
+their faces and hands, and went in. As tea was not quite ready, they sat
+down on the front-door steps before Rollo's father, who was then sitting
+in his arm-chair in the entry, reading.
+
+He shut up the book, and began to talk with the boys.
+
+"Well, boys," said he, "what have you been doing all this afternoon?"
+
+"O," said Rollo, "we have been hard at work."
+
+"And what have you been doing?"
+
+Rollo explained to his father that they had been making a sand-garden out
+in a corner of the yard, and they both asked him to go with them and see
+it.
+
+They all three accordingly went out behind the house, the children running
+on before.
+
+"But, boys," said Rollo's father, as they went on, "how came your feet so
+muddy?"
+
+"O," said James, "they got muddy in the quagmire."
+
+The boys explained how they could not go around the quagmire with their
+loaded wheelbarrows, and so had to pick their way through it the best way
+they could; and thus they got their shoes muddy a little; but they said
+they were as careful as they could be.
+
+When they came to the sand-garden, Rollo's father smiled to see the beds
+and walks, and the rows of flowers stuck up in the sand. It made quite a
+gay appearance. After looking at it some time, they went slowly back
+again, and as they were walking across the yard,
+
+"Father," said Rollo, "do you not think that is a pretty good garden?"
+
+"Why, yes," said his father, "pretty good."
+
+"Don't you think we have worked pretty well?"
+
+"Why, I think I should call that play, not work."
+
+"Not work!" said Rollo. "Is it not work to wheel up such heavy loads of
+sand? You don't know how heavy they were."
+
+"I dare say it was hard; but boys _play_ hard, sometimes, as well as work
+hard."
+
+"But I should think ours, this afternoon, was work," said Rollo.
+
+"Work," replied his father, "is when you are engaged in doing any thing in
+order to produce some useful result. When you are doing any thing only for
+the amusement of it, without any useful result, it is play. Still, in one
+sense, your wheeling the sand was work. But it was not very useful work;
+you will admit that."
+
+"Yes, sir," said Rollo.
+
+"Well, boys, how should you like to do some useful work for me, with your
+wheelbarrows? I will hire you."
+
+"O, we should like that very much," said James. "How much should you pay
+us?"
+
+"That would depend upon how much work you do. I should pay you what the
+work was fairly worth; as much as I should have to pay a man, if I were to
+hire a man to do it."
+
+"What should you give us to do?" said Rollo.
+
+"I don't know. I should think of some job. How should you like to fill up
+the quagmire?"
+
+"Fill up the quagmire!" said Rollo. "How could we do that?"
+
+"You might fill it up with stones. There are a great many small stones
+lying around there, which you might pick up and put into your
+wheelbarrows, and wheel them along, and tip them over into the quagmire;
+and when you have filled the path all up with stones, cover them over with
+gravel, and it will make a good causey."
+
+"Causey?" said Rollo.
+
+"Yes, causey," said his father; "such a hard, dry road, built along a
+muddy place, is called a causey."
+
+They had got to the tea-table by this time; and while at tea, Rollo's
+father explained the plan to them more fully. He said he would pay them a
+cent for every two loads of stones or gravel which they should wheel in to
+make the causey.
+
+They were going to ask some more questions about it, but he told them he
+could not talk any more about it then, but that they might go and ask
+Jonas how they should do it, after tea.
+
+
+
+
+Instructions.
+
+
+They went out into the kitchen, after tea, to find Jonas; but he was not
+there. They then went out into the yard; and presently James saw him over
+beyond the fence, walking along the lane. Rollo called out,
+
+"Jonas! Jonas! where are you going?"
+
+"I am going after the cows."
+
+"We want you!" said Rollo, calling out loud.
+
+"What for?" said Jonas.
+
+"We want to talk with you about something."
+
+Just then, Rollo's mother, hearing this hallooing, looked out of the
+window, and told the boys they must not make so much noise.
+
+"Why, we want Jonas," said Rollo; "and he has gone to get the cows."
+
+"Well, you may go with him," said she, "if you wish; and you can talk on
+the way."
+
+So the boys took their hats and ran, and soon came to where Jonas was: for
+he had been standing still, waiting for them.
+
+They walked along together, and the boys told Jonas what their father had
+said. Jonas said he should be very glad to have the quagmire filled up,
+but he was afraid it would not do any good for him to give them any
+directions.
+
+"Why?" said James.
+
+"Because," said Jonas, "little boys will never follow any directions. They
+always want to do the work their own way."
+
+"O, but we _will_ obey the directions," said Rollo.
+
+"Do you remember about the wood-pile?" said Jonas.
+
+Rollo hung his head, and looked a little ashamed.
+
+"What was it about the wood-pile?" said James.
+
+"Why, I told Rollo," said Jonas, "that he ought to pile wood with the big
+ends in front, but he did not mind it; he thought it was better to have
+the big ends back, out of sight; and that made the pile lean forward; and
+presently it all fell over upon him."
+
+"Did it?" said James. "Did it hurt you much, Rollo?"
+
+"No, not much. But we will follow the directions now, Jonas, if you will
+tell us what to do."
+
+"Very well," said Jonas, "I will try you.
+
+"In the first place, you must get a few old pieces of board, and lay them
+along the quagmire to step upon, so as not to get your feet muddy. Then
+you must go and get a load of stones, in each wheelbarrow, and wheel them
+along. You must not tip them down at the beginning of the muddy place, for
+then they will be in your way when you come with the next load.
+
+"You must go on with them, one of you right behind the other, both
+stepping carefully on the boards, till you get to the farther end, and
+there tip them over both together. Then you must turn round yourselves,
+but not turn your wheelbarrows round. You must face the other way, and
+_draw_ your wheelbarrows out."
+
+"Why?" said James.
+
+"Because," said Jonas, "it would be difficult to turn your wheelbarrows
+round there among the mud and stones, but you can draw them out very
+easily.
+
+"Then, besides, you must not attempt to go by one another. You must both
+stop at the same time, but as near one another as you can, and go out just
+as you came in; that is, if Rollo came in first, and James after him,
+James must come up as near to Rollo as he can, and then, when the loads
+are tipped over, and you both turn round, James will be before Rollo, and
+will draw his wheelbarrow out first. Do you understand?"
+
+"Yes," said James.
+
+"Must we always go in together?" asked Rollo.
+
+"Yes, that is better."
+
+"Why?"
+
+"Because, if you go in at different times, you will be in one another's
+way. One will be going out when the other is coming in, and so you will
+interfere with one another. Then, besides, if you fill the wheelbarrows
+together, and wheel together, you will always be in company,--which is
+pleasanter."
+
+"Well, we will," said Rollo.
+
+"After you have wheeled one load apiece in, you must go and get another,
+and wheel that in as far as you can. Tip them over on the top of the
+others, if you can, or as near as you can. Each time you will not go in
+quite so far as before, so that at last you will have covered the quagmire
+all over with stones once."
+
+"And then must we put on the gravel?"
+
+"O no. That will not be stones enough. They would sink down into the mud,
+and the water would come up over them. So you must wheel on more."
+
+"But how can we?" said James. "We cannot wheel on the top of all those
+stones."
+
+"No," said Jonas; "so you must go up to the house and get a pretty long,
+narrow board, as long as you and Rollo can carry, and bring it down and
+lay it along on the top of the stones. Perhaps you will have to move the
+stones a little, so as to make it steady; and then you can wheel on that.
+If one board is not long enough, you must go and get two. And you must put
+them down on one side of the path, so that the stones will go into the
+middle of the path and upon the other side, so as not to cover up the
+board.
+
+"Then, when you have put loads of stones all along in this way, you must
+shift your boards over to the other side of the path, and then wheel on
+them again; and that will fill up the side where the boards lay at first.
+And so, after a while, you will get the whole pathway filled up with
+stones, as high as you please. I should think you had better fill it up
+nearly level with the bank on each side."
+
+By this time the boys came to the bars that led into the pasture, and they
+went in and began to look about for the cows. Jonas did not see them any
+where near, and so he told the boys that they might stay there and pick
+some blackberries, while he went on and found them. He said he thought
+that they must be out by the boiling spring.
+
+This boiling spring, as they called it, was a beautiful spring, from which
+fine cool water was always boiling up out of the sand. It was in a narrow
+glen, shaded by trees, and the water running down into a little sort of
+meadow, kept the grass green there, even in very dry times; so that the
+cows were very fond of this spot.
+
+James and Rollo remained, according to Jonas's proposal, near the bars,
+while he went along the path towards the spring. Rollo and James had a
+fine time gathering blackberries, until, at last, they saw the cows
+coming, lowing along the path. Presently they saw Jonas's head among the
+bushes.
+
+[Illustration: The Cows.]
+
+When he came up to the boys, he told them it was lucky that they did not
+go with him.
+
+"Why?" said Rollo.
+
+"I came upon an enormous hornet's nest, and you would very probably have
+got stung."
+
+"Where was it?" said James.
+
+"O, it was right over the path, just before you get to the spring."
+
+The boys said they were very sorry to hear that, for now they could not go
+to the spring any more; but Jonas said he meant to destroy the nest.
+
+"How shall you destroy it?" said Rollo.
+
+"I shall burn it up."
+
+"But how can you?" said Rollo.
+
+Jonas then explained to them how he was going to burn the hornet's nest.
+He said he should take a long pole with two prongs at one end like a
+pitchfork, and with that fork up a bunch of hay. Then he should set the
+top of the hay on fire, and stand it up directly under the nest.
+
+The boys continued talking about the hornet's nest all the way home, and
+forgot to say any thing more about the causey until just as they were
+going into the yard. Then they told Jonas that he had not told them how to
+put on the gravel, on the top.
+
+He said he could not tell them then, and, besides, they would have as much
+as they could do to put in stones for one day.
+
+Besides, James said it was sundown, and time for him to go home; but he
+promised to come the next morning, if his mother would let him, as soon as
+he had finished his lessons.
+
+
+
+
+Keeping Tally.
+
+
+Rollo and James began their work the next day about the middle of the
+forenoon, determined to obey Jonas's directions exactly, and to work
+industriously for an hour. They put a number of small pieces of board upon
+their wheelbarrows, to put along the pathway at first, and just as they
+had got them placed, Jonas came down just to see whether they were
+beginning right.
+
+He saw them wheel in one or two loads of stones, and told them he thought
+they were doing very well.
+
+"We have earned one cent already," said Rollo.
+
+"How," said Jonas; "is your father going to pay you for your work?"
+
+"Yes," said Rollo, "a cent for every two loads we put in."
+
+"Then you must keep tally," said Jonas.
+
+"_Tally_," said Rollo, "what is tally?"
+
+"Tally is the reckoning. How are you going to remember how many loads you
+wheel in?"
+
+"O, we can remember easily enough," said Rollo: "we will count them as we
+go along."
+
+"That will never do," said Jonas. "You must mark them down with a piece of
+chalk on your wheelbarrow."
+
+So saying, Jonas fumbled in his pockets, and drew out a small, well-worn
+piece of chalk, and then tipped up Rollo's wheelbarrow, saying,
+
+"How many loads do you say you have carried already?"
+
+"Two," said Rollo.
+
+"Two," repeated Jonas; and he made two white marks with his chalk on the
+side of the wheelbarrow.
+
+"There!" said he.
+
+"Mark mine," said James; "I have wheeled two loads."
+
+Jonas marked them, and then laid the chalk down upon a flat stone by the
+side of the path, and told the boys that they must stop after every load,
+and make a mark, and that would keep the reckoning exact.
+
+Jonas then left them, and the boys went on with their work. They wheeled
+ten loads of stones apiece, and by that time had the bottom of the path
+all covered, so that they could not wheel any more, without the long
+boards. They went up and got the boards, and laid them down as Jonas had
+described, and then went on with their wheeling.
+
+At first, James kept constantly stopping, either to play, or to hear Rollo
+talk; for they kept the wheelbarrows together all the time, as Jonas had
+recommended. At such times, Rollo would remind him of his work, for he had
+himself learned to work steadily. They were getting on very finely, when,
+at length, they heard a bell ringing at the house.
+
+This bell was to call them home; for as Rollo and Jonas were often away at
+a little distance from the house, too far to be called very easily, there
+was a bell to ring to call them home; and Mary, the girl, had two ways of
+ringing it--one way for Jonas, and another for Rollo.
+
+The bell was rung now for Rollo; and so he and James walked along towards
+home. When they had got about half way, they saw Rollo's father standing
+at the door, with a basket in his hand; and he called out to them to bring
+their wheelbarrows.
+
+So the boys went back for their wheelbarrows.
+
+When they came up a second time with their wheelbarrows before them, he
+asked how they had got along with their work.
+
+"O, famously," said Rollo. "There is the tally," said he, turning up the
+side of the wheelbarrow towards his father, so that he could see all the
+marks.
+
+"Why, have you wheeled as many loads as that?" said his father.
+
+"Yes, sir," said Rollo, "and James just as many too."
+
+"And were they all good loads?"
+
+"Yes, all good, full loads."
+
+"Well, you have done very well. Count them, and see how many there are."
+
+The boys counted them, and found there were fifteen.
+
+"That is enough to come to seven cents, and one load over," said Rollo's
+father; and he took out his purse, and gave the boys seven cents each,
+that is, a six-cent piece in silver, and one cent besides. He told them
+they might keep the money until they had finished their work, and then he
+would tell them about purchasing something with it.
+
+"Now," said he, "you can rub out the tally--all but one mark. I have paid
+you for fourteen loads, and you have wheeled in fifteen; so you have one
+mark to go to the new tally. You can go round to the shed, and find a wet
+cloth, and wipe out your marks clean, and then make one again, and leave
+it there for to-morrow."
+
+"But we are going right back now," said Rollo.
+
+"No," said his father; "I don't want you to do any more to-day."
+
+"Why not, father? We want to, very much."
+
+"I cannot tell you why, now; but I choose you should not. And, now, here
+is a luncheon for you in this basket. You may go and eat it where you
+please."
+
+
+
+
+Rights Defined.
+
+
+So the boys took the basket, and, after they had rubbed out the tally,
+they went and sat down by their sand-garden, and began to eat the bread
+and cheese very happily together.
+
+After they had finished their luncheon, they went and got a watering-pot,
+and began to water their sand-garden, and, while doing it, began to talk
+about what they should buy with their money. They talked of several things
+that they should like, and, at last, Rollo said he meant to buy a bow and
+arrow with his.
+
+"A bow and arrow?" said James. "I do not believe your father will let
+you."
+
+"Yes, he will let me," said Rollo. "Besides, it is _our_ money, and we can
+do what we have a mind to with it."
+
+"I don't believe that," said James.
+
+"Why, yes, we can," said Rollo.
+
+"I don't believe we can," said James.
+
+"Well, I mean to go and ask my father," said Rollo, "this minute."
+
+So he laid down the watering-pot, and ran in, and James after him. When
+they got into the room where his father was, they came and stood by his
+side a minute, waiting for him to be ready to speak to them.
+
+Presently, his father laid down his pen, and said,
+
+"What, my boys!"
+
+"Is not this money our own?" said Rollo.
+
+"Yes."
+
+"And can we not buy what we have a mind to with it?"
+
+"That depends upon what you have a mind to buy."
+
+"But, father, I should think that, if it was our own, we might do _any
+thing_ with it we please."
+
+"No," said his father, "that does not follow, at all."
+
+"Why, father," said Rollo, looking disappointed, "I thought every body
+could do what they pleased with their own things."
+
+"Whose hat is that you have on? Is it James's?"
+
+"No, sir, it is mine."
+
+"Are you sure it is your own?"
+
+"Why, yes, sir," said Rollo, taking off his hat and looking at it, and
+wondering what his father could mean.
+
+"Well, do you suppose you have a right to go and sell it?"
+
+"No, sir," said Rollo.
+
+"Or go and burn it up?"
+
+"No, sir."
+
+"Or give it away?"
+
+"No, sir."
+
+"Then it seems that people cannot always do what they please with their
+own things."
+
+"Why, father, it seems to me, that is a very different thing."
+
+"I dare say it seems so to you; but it is not--it is just the same thing.
+No person can do _anything they please_ with their property. There are
+limits and restrictions in all cases. And in all cases where children have
+property, whether it is money, hats, toys, or any thing, they are always
+limited and restricted to such a use of them _as their parents approve_.
+So, when I give you money, it becomes yours just as your clothes, or your
+wheelbarrow, or your books, are yours. They are all yours to use and to
+enjoy; but in the way of using them and enjoying them, you must be under
+my direction. Do you understand that?"
+
+"Why, yes, sir," said Rollo.
+
+"And does it not appear reasonable?"
+
+"Yes, sir, I don't know but it is reasonable. But _men_ can do anything
+they please with their money, can they not?"
+
+"No," said his father; "they are under various restrictions made by the
+laws of the land. But I cannot talk any more about it now. When you have
+finished your work, I will talk with you about expending your money."
+
+The boys went on with their work the next day, and built the causey up
+high enough with stones. They then levelled them off, and began to wheel
+on the gravel. Jonas made each of them a little shovel out of a shingle;
+and, as the gravel was lying loose under a high bank, they could shovel it
+up easily, and fill their wheelbarrows. The third day they covered the
+stones entirely with gravel, and smoothed it all over with a rake and hoe,
+and, after it had become well trodden, it made a beautiful, hard causey;
+so that now there was a firm and dry road all the way from the house to
+the watering-place at the brook.
+
+
+
+
+Calculation.
+
+
+On counting up the loads which it had taken to do this work, Rollo's
+father found that he owed Rollo twenty-three cents, and James twenty-one.
+The reason why Rollo had earned the most was because, at one time, James
+said he was tired, and must rest, and, while he was resting, Rollo went on
+wheeling.
+
+James seemed rather sorry that he had not got as many cents as Rollo.
+
+"I wish I had not stopped to rest," said he.
+
+"I wish so too," said Rollo; "but I will give you two of my cents, and
+then I shall have only twenty-one, like you."
+
+"Shall we be alike then?"
+
+"Yes," said Rollo; "for, you see, two cents taken away from twenty-three,
+leaves twenty-one, which is just as many as you have."
+
+"Yes, but then I shall have more. If you give me two, _I_ shall have
+twenty-three."
+
+"So you will," said Rollo; "I did not think of that."
+
+The boys paused at this unexpected difficulty; at last, Rollo said he
+might give his two cents back to his father, and then they should have
+both alike.
+
+Just then the boys heard some one calling,
+
+"Rollo!"
+
+Rollo looked up, and saw his mother at the chamber window. She was sitting
+there at work, and had heard their conversation.
+
+"What, mother?" said Rollo.
+
+"You might give him _one_ of yours, and then you will both have
+twenty-two."
+
+They thought that this would be a fine plan, and wondered why they had not
+thought of it before. A few days afterwards, they decided to buy two
+little shovels with their money, one for each, so that they might shovel
+sand and gravel easier than with the wooden shovels that Jonas made.
+
+
+
+
+
+ROLLO'S GARDEN.
+
+
+
+
+Farmer Cropwell.
+
+
+One warm morning, early in the spring, just after the snow was melted off
+from the ground, Rollo and his father went to take a walk. The ground by
+the side of the road was dry and settled, and they walked along very
+pleasantly; and at length they came to a fine-looking farm. The house was
+not very large, but there were great sheds and barns, and spacious yards,
+and high wood-piles, and flocks of geese, and hens and turkeys, and cattle
+and sheep, sunning themselves around the barns.
+
+Rollo and his father walked into the yard, and went up to the end door, a
+large pig running away with a grunt when they came up. The door was open,
+and Rollo's father knocked at it with the head of his cane. A
+pleasant-looking young woman came to the door.
+
+"Is Farmer Cropwell at home?" said Rollo's father.
+
+"Yes, sir," said she, "he is out in the long barn, I believe."
+
+"Shall I go there and look for him?" said he.
+
+"If you please, sir."
+
+So Rollo's father walked along to the barn.
+
+It was a long barn indeed. Rollo thought he had never seen so large a
+building. On each side was a long range of stalls for cattle, facing
+towards the middle, and great scaffolds overhead, partly filled with hay
+and with bundles of straw. They walked down the barn floor, and in one
+place Rollo passed a large bull chained by the nose in one of the stalls.
+The bull uttered a sort of low growl or roar, as Rollo and his father
+passed, which made him a little afraid; but his attention was soon
+attracted to some hens, a little farther along, which were standing on the
+edge of the scaffolding over his head, and cackling with noise enough to
+fill the whole barn.
+
+[Illustration: The Bull Chained by the Nose.]
+
+When they got to the other end of the barn, they found a door leading out
+into a shed; and there was Farmer Cropwell, with one of his men and a
+pretty large boy, getting out some ploughs.
+
+"Good morning, Mr. Cropwell," said Rollo's father; "what! are you going to
+ploughing?"
+
+"Why, it is about time to overhaul the ploughs, and see that they are in
+order. I think we shall have an early season."
+
+"Yes, I find my garden is getting settled, and I came to talk with you a
+little about some garden seeds."
+
+The truth was, that Rollo's father was accustomed to come every spring,
+and purchase his garden seeds at this farm; and so, after a few minutes,
+they went into the house, taking Rollo with them, to get the seeds that
+were wanted, out of the seed-room.
+
+What they called the seed-room was a large closet in the house, with
+shelves all around it; and Rollo waited there a little while, until the
+seeds were selected, put up in papers, and given to his father.
+
+When this was all done, and they were just coming out, the farmer said,
+"Well, my little boy, you have been very still and patient. Should not you
+like some seeds too? Have you got any garden?"
+
+"No, sir," said Rollo; "but perhaps my father will give me some ground for
+one."
+
+"Well, I will give you a few seeds, at any rate." So he opened a little
+drawer, and took out some seeds, and put them in a piece of paper, and
+wrote something on the outside. Then he did so again and again, until he
+had four little papers, which he handed to Rollo, and told him to plant
+them in his garden.
+
+Rollo thanked him, and took his seeds, and they returned home.
+
+
+
+
+Work and Play.
+
+
+On the way, Rollo thought it would be an excellent plan for him to have a
+garden, and he told his father so.
+
+"I think it would be an excellent plan myself," said his father. "But do
+you intend to make work or play of it?"
+
+"Why, I must make work of it, must not I, if I have a real garden?"
+
+"No," said his father; "you may make play of it if you choose."
+
+"How?" said Rollo.
+
+"Why, you can take a hoe, and hoe about in the ground as long as it amuses
+you to hoe; and then you can plant your seeds, and water and weed them
+just as long as you find any amusement in it. Then, if you have any thing
+else to play with, you can neglect your garden a long time, and let the
+weeds grow, and not come and pull them up until you get tired of other
+play, and happen to feel like working in your garden."
+
+"I should not think that that would be a very good plan," said Rollo.
+
+"Why, yes," replied his father; "I do not know but that it is a good plan
+enough,--that is, for _play_. It is right for you to play sometimes; and I
+do not know why you might not play with a piece of ground, and seeds, as
+well as with any thing else."
+
+"Well, father, how should I manage my garden if I was going to make _work_
+of it?"
+
+"O, then you would not do it for amusement, but for the useful results.
+You would consider what you could raise to best advantage, and then lay
+out your garden; not as you might happen to _fancy_ doing it, but so as to
+get the most produce from it. When you come to dig it over, you would not
+consider how long you could find amusement in digging, but how much
+digging is necessary to make the ground productive; and so in all your
+operations."
+
+"Well, father, which do you think would be the best plan for me?"
+
+"Why, I hardly know. By making play of it, you will have the greatest
+pleasure as you go along. But, in the other plan, you will have some good
+crops of vegetables, fruits, and flowers."
+
+"And shouldn't I have any crops if I made play of my garden?"
+
+"Yes; I think you might, perhaps, have some flowers, and, perhaps, some
+beans and peas."
+
+Rollo hesitated for some time which plan he should adopt. He had worked
+enough to know that it was often very tiresome to keep on with his work
+when he wanted to go and play; but then he knew that after it was over,
+there was great satisfaction in thinking of useful employment, and in
+seeing what had been done.
+
+That afternoon he went out into the garden to consider what he should do,
+and he found his father there, staking out some ground.
+
+"Father," said he, "whereabouts should you give me the ground for my
+garden?"
+
+"Why, that depends," said his father, "on the plan you determine upon. If
+you are going to make play of it, I must give you ground in a back corner,
+where the irregularity, and the weeds, will be out of sight. But if you
+conclude to have a real garden, and to work industriously a little while
+every day upon it, I should give it to you there, just beyond the
+pear-tree."
+
+Rollo looked at the two places, but he could not make up his mind. That
+evening he asked Jonas about it, and Jonas advised him to ask his father
+to let him have both. "Then," said he, "you can work on your real garden
+as long as there is any necessary work to be done, and then you could go
+and play about the other with James or Lucy, when they are here."
+
+Rollo went off immediately, and asked his father. His father said there
+would be some difficulties about that; but he would think of it, and see
+if there was any way to avoid them.
+
+The next morning, when he came in to breakfast, he had a paper in his
+hand, and he told Rollo he had concluded to let him have the two gardens,
+on certain conditions, which he had written down. He opened the paper, and
+read as follows:--
+
+                  -------------------------------------
+
+"_Conditions on which I let Rollo have two pieces of land to cultivate_;
+the one to be called his _working-garden_, and the other his
+_playing-garden_.
+
+"1. In cultivating his working-garden, he is to take Jonas's advice, and
+to follow it faithfully in every respect.
+
+"2. He is not to go and work upon his playing-garden, at any time, when
+there is any work that ought to be done on his working-garden.
+
+"3. If he lets his working-garden get out of order, and I give him notice
+of it; then, if it is not put perfectly in order again within three days
+after receiving the notice, he is to forfeit the garden, and all that is
+growing upon it.
+
+"4. Whatever he raises, he may sell to me, at fair prices, at the end of
+the season."
+
+
+
+
+Planting.
+
+
+Rollo accepted the conditions, and asked his father to stake out the two
+pieces of ground for him, as soon as he could; and his father did so that
+day. The piece for the working-garden was much the largest. There was a
+row of currant-bushes near it, and his father said he might consider all
+those opposite his piece of ground as included in it, and belonging to
+him.
+
+So Rollo asked Jonas what he had better do first, and Jonas told him that
+the first thing was to dig his ground all over, pretty deep; and, as it
+was difficult to begin it, Jonas said he would begin it for him. So Jonas
+began, and dug along one side, and instructed Rollo how to throw up the
+spadefuls of earth out of the way, so that the next spadeful would come up
+easier.
+
+Jonas, in this way, made a kind of a trench all along the side of Rollo's
+ground; and he told Rollo to be careful to throw every spadeful well
+forward, so as to keep the trench open and free, and then it would be easy
+for him to dig.
+
+Jonas then left him, and told him that there was work enough for him for
+three or four days, to dig up his ground well.
+
+Rollo went to work, very patiently, for the first day, and persevered an
+hour in digging up his ground. Then he left his work for that day; and the
+next morning, when the regular hour which he had allotted to work arrived,
+he found he had not much inclination to return to it. He accordingly asked
+his father whether it would not be a good plan to plant what he had
+already dug, before he dug any more.
+
+"What is Jonas's advice?" said his father.
+
+"Why, he told me I had better dig it all up first; but I thought that, if
+I planted part first, those things would be growing while I am digging up
+the rest of the ground."
+
+"But you must do, you know, as Jonas advises; that is the condition. Next
+year, perhaps, you will be old enough to act according to your own
+judgment; but this year you must follow guidance."
+
+Rollo recollected the condition, and he had nothing to say against it; but
+he looked dissatisfied.
+
+"Don't you think that is reasonable, Rollo?" said his father.
+
+"Why; I don't know," said Rollo.
+
+"This very case shows that it is reasonable. Here you want to plant a part
+before you have got the ground prepared. The real reason is because you
+are tired of digging; not because you are really of opinion that that
+would be a better plan. You have not the means of judging whether it is,
+or is not, now, time to begin to put in seeds."
+
+Rollo could not help seeing that that was his real motive; and he promised
+his father that he would go on, though it was tiresome. It was not the
+hard labor of the digging that fatigued him, for, by following Jonas's
+directions, he found it easy work; but it was the sameness of it. He
+longed for something new.
+
+He persevered, however, and it was a valuable lesson to him; for when he
+had got it all done, he was so satisfied with thinking that it was fairly
+completed, and in thinking that now it was all ready together, and that he
+could form a plan for the whole at once, that he determined that forever
+after, when he had any unpleasant piece of work to do, he would go on
+patiently through it, even if it was tiresome.
+
+With Jonas's help, Rollo planned his garden beautifully. He put double
+rows of peas and beans all around, so that when they should grow up, they
+would enclose his garden like a fence or hedge, and make it look snug and
+pleasant within. Then, he had a row of corn, for he thought he should like
+some green corn himself to roast. Then, he had one bed of beets and some
+hills of muskmelons, and in one corner he planted some flower seeds, so
+that he could have some flowers to put into his mother's glasses, for the
+mantel-piece.
+
+Rollo took great interest in laying out and planting his ground, and in
+watching the garden when the seeds first came up; for all this was easy
+and pleasant work. In the intervals, he used to play on his
+pleasure-ground, planting and digging, and setting out, just as he
+pleased.
+
+Sometimes he, and James, and Lucy, would go out in the woods with his
+little wheelbarrow, and dig up roots of flowers and little trees there,
+and bring them in, and set them out here and there. But he did not proceed
+regularly with this ground. He did not dig it all up first, and then form
+a regular plan for the whole; and the consequence was, that it soon became
+very irregular. He would want to make a path one day where he had set out
+a little tree, perhaps, a few days before; and it often happened that,
+when he was making a little trench to sow one kind of seeds, out came a
+whole parcel of others that he had put in before, and forgotten.
+
+Then, when the seeds came up in his playing-garden, they came up here and
+there, irregularly; but, in his working-garden, all looked orderly and
+beautiful.
+
+One evening, just before sundown, Rollo brought out his father and mother
+to look at his two gardens. The difference between them was very great;
+and Rollo, as he ran along before his father, said that he thought the
+working plan of making a garden was a great deal better than the playing
+plan.
+
+"That depends upon what your object is."
+
+"How so?" said Rollo.
+
+"Why, which do you think you have had the most amusement from, thus far?"
+
+"Why, I have had most amusement, I suppose, in the little garden in the
+corner."
+
+"Yes," said his father, "undoubtedly. But the other appears altogether the
+best now, and will produce altogether more in the end. So, if your object
+is useful results, you must manage systematically, regularly, and
+patiently; but if you only want amusement as you go along, you had better
+do every day just as you happen to feel inclined."
+
+"Well, father, which do you think is best for a boy?"
+
+"For quite small boys, a garden for play is best. They have not patience
+or industry enough for any other."
+
+"Do you think I have patience or industry enough?"
+
+"You have done very well, so far; but the trying time is to come."
+
+"Why, father?"
+
+"Because the novelty of the beginning is over, and now you will have a
+good deal of hoeing and weeding to do for a month to come. I am not sure
+but that you will forfeit your land yet."
+
+"But you are to give me three days' notice, you know."
+
+"That is true; but we shall see."
+
+
+
+
+The Trying Time.
+
+
+The trying time did come, true enough; for, in June and July, Rollo found
+it hard to take proper care of his garden. If he had worked resolutely an
+hour, once or twice a week, it would have been enough; but he became
+interested in other plays, and, when Jonas reminded him that the weeds
+were growing, he would go in and hoe a few minutes, and then go away to
+play.
+
+At last, one day his father gave him notice that his garden was getting
+out of order, and, unless it was entirely restored in three days, it must
+be forfeited.
+
+Rollo was not much alarmed, for he thought he should have ample time to do
+it before the three days should have expired.
+
+It was just at night that Rollo received his notice. He worked a little
+the next morning; but his heart was not in it much, and he left it before
+he had made much progress. The weeds were well rooted and strong, and he
+found it much harder to get them up than he expected. The next day, he did
+a little more, and, near the latter part of the afternoon, Jonas saw him
+running about after butterflies in the yard, and asked him if he had got
+his work all done.
+
+"No," said he; "but I think I have got more than half done, and I can
+finish it very early to-morrow."
+
+"To-morrow!" said Jonas. "To-morrow is Sunday, and you cannot work then."
+
+"Is it?" said Rollo, with much surprise and alarm; "I didn't know that.
+What shall I do? Do you suppose my father will count Sunday?"
+
+"Yes," said Jonas, "I presume he will. He said, three _days_, without
+mentioning any thing about Sunday."
+
+Rollo ran for his hoe. He had become much attached to his ground, and was
+very unwilling to lose it; but he knew that his father would rigorously
+insist on his forfeiting it, if he failed to keep the conditions. So he
+went to work as hard as he could.
+
+It was then almost sundown. He hoed away, and pulled up the weeds, as
+industriously as possible, until the sun went down. He then kept on until
+it was so dark that he could not see any longer, and then, finding that
+there was considerable more to be done, and that he could not work any
+longer, he sat down on the side of his little wheelbarrow, and burst into
+tears.
+
+He knew, however, that it would do no good to cry, and so, after a time,
+he dried his eyes, and went in. He could not help hoping that his father
+would not count the Sunday; and "If I can only have Monday," said he to
+himself, "it will all be well."
+
+He went in to ask his father, but found that he had gone away, and would
+not come home until quite late. He begged his mother to let him sit up
+until he came home, so that he could ask him, and, as she saw that he was
+so anxious and unhappy about it, she consented. Rollo sat at the window
+watching, and, as soon as he heard his father drive up to the door, he
+went out, and, while he was getting out of the chaise, he said to him, in
+a trembling, faltering voice,
+
+"Father, do you count Sunday as one of my three days?"
+
+"No, my son."
+
+Rollo clapped his hands, and said, "O, how glad!" and ran back. He told
+his mother that he was very much obliged to her for letting him sit up,
+and now he was ready to go to bed.
+
+He went to his room, undressed himself, and, in a few minutes, his father
+came in to get his light.
+
+"Father," said Rollo, "I am very much obliged to you for not counting
+Sunday."
+
+"It is not out of any indulgence to you, Rollo; I have no right to count
+Sunday."
+
+"No right, father? Why, you said three days."
+
+"Yes; but in such agreements as that, three working days are always meant;
+so that, strictly, according to the agreement, I do not think I have any
+right to count Sunday. If I had, I should have felt obliged to count it."
+
+"Why, father?"
+
+"Because I want you, when you grow up to be a man, to be _bound_ by your
+agreements. Men will hold you to your agreements when you are a man, and I
+want you to be accustomed to it while you are a boy. I should rather give
+up twice as much land as your garden, than take yours away from you now;
+but I must do it if you do not get it in good order before the time is
+out."
+
+"But, father, I shall, for I shall have time enough on Monday."
+
+"True; but some accident may prevent it. Suppose you should be sick."
+
+"If I was sick, should you count it?"
+
+"Certainly. You ought not to let your garden get out of order; and, if you
+do it, you run the risk of all accidents that may prevent your working
+during the three days."
+
+Rollo bade his father good night, and he went to sleep, thinking what a
+narrow escape he had had. He felt sure that he should save it now, for he
+did not think there was the least danger of his being sick on Monday.
+
+
+
+
+A Narrow Escape.
+
+
+Monday morning came, and, when he awoke, his first movement was, to jump
+out of bed, exclaiming,
+
+"Well, I am not sick this morning, am I?"
+
+He had scarcely spoken the words, however, before his ear caught the sound
+of rain, and, looking out of the window, he saw, to his utter
+consternation, that it was pouring steadily down, and, from the wind and
+the gray uniformity of the clouds, there was every appearance of a settled
+storm.
+
+"What shall I do?" said Rollo. "What shall I do? Why did I not finish it
+on Saturday?"
+
+He dressed himself, went down stairs, and looked out at the clouds. There
+was no prospect of any thing but rain. He ate his breakfast, and then went
+out, and looked again. Rain, still. He studied and recited his morning
+lessons, and then again looked out. Rain, rain. He could not help hoping
+it would clear up before night; but, as it continued so steadily, he began
+to be seriously afraid that, after all, he should lose his garden.
+
+He spent the day very anxiously and unhappily. He knew, from what his
+father had said, that he could not hope to have another day allowed, and
+that all would depend on his being able to do the work before night.
+
+At last, about the middle of the afternoon, Rollo came into the room where
+his father and mother were sitting, and told his father that it did not
+rain a great deal then, and asked him if he might not go out and finish
+his weeding; he did not care, he said, if he did get wet.
+
+"But your getting wet will not injure you alone--it will spoil your
+clothes."
+
+"Besides, you will take cold," said his mother.
+
+"Perhaps he would not take cold, if he were to put on dry clothes as soon
+as he leaves working," said his father; "but wetting his clothes would put
+you to a good deal of trouble. No; I'd rather you would not go, on the
+whole, Rollo."
+
+Rollo turned away with tears in his eyes, and went out into the kitchen.
+He sat down on a bench in the shed where Jonas was working, and looked out
+towards the garden. Jonas pitied him, and would gladly have gone and done
+the work for him; but he knew that his father would not allow that. At
+last, a sudden thought struck him.
+
+"Rollo," said he, "you might perhaps find some old clothes in the garret,
+which it would not hurt to get wet."
+
+Rollo jumped up, and said, "Let us go and see."
+
+They went up garret, and found, hanging up, quite a quantity of old
+clothes. Some belonged to Jonas, some to himself, and they selected the
+worst ones they could find, and carried them down into the shed.
+
+Then Rollo went and called his mother to come out, and he asked her if she
+thought it would hurt those old clothes to get wet. She laughed, and said
+no; and said she would go and ask his father to let him go out with them.
+
+In a few minutes, she came back, and said that his father consented, but
+that he must go himself, and put on the old clothes, without troubling his
+mother, and then, when he came back, he must rub himself dry with a towel,
+and put on his common dress, and put the wet ones somewhere in the shed to
+dry; and when they were dry, put them all back carefully in their places.
+
+[Illustration: Work in the Rain.]
+
+Rollo ran up to his room, and rigged himself out, as well as he could,
+putting one of Jonas's great coats over him, and wearing an old
+broad-brimmed straw hat on his head. Thus equipped, he took his hoe, and
+sallied forth in the rain.
+
+At first he thought it was good fun; but, in about half an hour, he began
+to be tired, and to feel very uncomfortable. The rain spattered in his
+face, and leaked down the back of his neck; and then the ground was wet
+and slippery; and once or twice he almost gave up in despair.
+
+He persevered, however, and before dark he got it done. He raked off all
+the weeds, and smoothed the ground over carefully, for he knew his father
+would come out to examine it as soon as the storm was over. Then he went
+in, rubbed himself dry, changed his clothes, and went and took his seat by
+the kitchen fire.
+
+His father came out a few minutes after, and said, "Well, Rollo, have you
+got through?"
+
+"Yes, sir," said Rollo.
+
+"Well, I am _very_ glad of it. I was afraid you would have lost your
+garden. As it is, perhaps it will do you good."
+
+"How?" said Rollo. "What good?"
+
+"It will teach you, I hope, that it is dangerous to neglect or postpone
+doing one's duty. We cannot always depend on repairing the mischief. When
+the proper opportunity is once lost, it may never return."
+
+Rollo said nothing, but he thought he should remember the lesson as long
+as he lived.
+
+He remembered it for the rest of that summer, at any rate, and did not run
+any more risks. He kept his ground very neat, and his father did not have
+to give him notice again. His corn grew finely, and he had many a good
+roasting ear from it; and his flowers helped ornament the parlor
+mantel-piece all the summer; and the green peas, and the beans, and the
+muskmelons, and the other vegetables, which his father took and paid for,
+amounted to more than two dollars.
+
+
+
+
+Advice.
+
+
+"Well, Rollo," said his father, one evening, as he was sitting on his
+cricket before a bright, glowing fire, late in the autumn, after all his
+fruits were gathered in, "you have really done some work this summer,
+haven't you?"
+
+"Yes, sir," said Rollo; and he began to reckon up the amount of peas, and
+beans, and corn, and other things, that he had raised.
+
+"Yes," said his father, "you have had a pretty good garden; but the best
+of it is your own improvement. You are really beginning to get over some
+of the faults of _boy work_."
+
+"What are the faults of boy work?" said Rollo.
+
+"One of the first is, confounding work with play,--or rather expecting the
+pleasure of play, while they are doing work. There is great pleasure in
+doing work, as I have told you before, when it is well and properly done,
+but it is very different from the pleasure of play. It comes later;
+generally after the work is done. While you are doing your work, it
+requires _exertion_ and _self-denial_, and sometimes the sameness is
+tiresome.
+
+"It is so with _men_ when they work, but they expect it will be so, and
+persevere notwithstanding; but _boys_, who have not learned this, expect
+their work will be play; and, when they find it is not so, they get tired,
+and want to leave it or to find some new way.
+
+"You showed your wish to make play of your work, that day when you were
+getting in your chips, by insisting on having just such a basket as you
+happened to fancy; and then, when you got a little tired of that, going
+for the wheelbarrow; and then leaving the chips altogether, and going to
+piling the wood."
+
+"Well, father," said Rollo, "do not men try to make their work as pleasant
+as they can?"
+
+"Yes, but they do not continually change from one thing to another in
+hopes to make it _amusing_. They always expect that it will be laborious
+and tiresome, and they understand this beforehand, and go steadily forward
+notwithstanding. You are beginning to learn to do this.
+
+"Another fault, which you boys are very apt to fall into, is impatience.
+This comes from the first fault; for you expect, when you go to work, the
+kind of pleasure you have in play, and when you find you do not obtain it,
+or meet with any difficulties, you grow impatient, and get tired of what
+you are doing.
+
+"From this follows the third fault--_changeableness_, or want of
+perseverance. Instead of steadily going forward in the way they commence,
+boys are very apt to abandon one thing after another, and to try this new
+way, and that new way, so as to accomplish very little in any thing."
+
+"Do you think I have overcome all these?" said Rollo.
+
+"In part," said his father; "you begin to understand something about them,
+and to be on your guard against them. But you have only made a beginning."
+
+"Only a beginning?" said Rollo; "why, I thought I had learned to work
+pretty well."
+
+"So you have, for a little boy; but it is only a beginning, after all. I
+don't think you would succeed in persevering steadily, so as to accomplish
+any serious undertaking now."
+
+"Why, father, _I_ think I should."
+
+"Suppose I should give you the Latin grammar to learn in three months, and
+tell you that, at the end of that time, I would hear you recite it all at
+once. Do you suppose you should be ready?"
+
+"Why, father, that is not _work_."
+
+"Yes," said his father, "that is one kind of work,--and just such a kind
+of work, so far as patience, steadiness, and perseverance, are needed, as
+you will have most to do, in future years. But if I were to give it to you
+to do, and then say nothing to you about it till you had time to have
+learned the whole, I have some doubts whether you would recite a tenth
+part of it."
+
+Rollo was silent; he knew it would be just so.
+
+"No, my little son," said his father, putting him down and patting his
+head, "you have got a great deal to learn before you become a man; but
+then you have got some years to learn it in; that is a comfort. But now it
+is time for you to go to bed; so good night."
+
+
+
+
+
+THE APPLE-GATHERING.
+
+
+
+
+The Garden-House.
+
+
+There was a certain building on one side of Farmer Cropwell's yard which
+they called the _garden-house_. There was one large double door which
+opened from it into the garden, and another smaller one which led to the
+yard towards the house. On one side of this room were a great many
+different kinds of garden-tools, such as hoes, rakes, shovels, and spades;
+there were one or two wheelbarrows, and little wagons. Over these were two
+or three broad shelves, with baskets, and bundles of matting, and ropes,
+and chains, and various iron tools. Around the wall, in different places,
+various things were hung up--here a row of augers, there a trap, and in
+other places parts of harness.
+
+Opposite to these, there was a large bench, which extended along the whole
+side. At one end of this bench there were a great many carpenter's tools;
+and the other was covered with papers of seeds, and little bundles of
+dried plants, which Farmer Cropwell had just been getting in from the
+garden.
+
+The farmer and one of his boys was at work here, arranging his seeds, and
+doing up his bundles, one pleasant morning in the fall, when a boy about
+twelve years old came running to the door of the garden-house, from the
+yard, playing with a large dog. The dog ran behind him, jumping up upon
+him; and when they got to the door, the boy ran in quick, laughing, and
+shut the door suddenly, so that the dog could not come in after him. This
+boy's name was George: the dog's name was Nappy--that is, they always
+called him Nappy. His true name was Napoleon; though James always thought
+that he got his name from the long naps he used to take in a certain sunny
+corner of the yard.
+
+But, as I said before, George got into the garden-house, and shut Nappy
+out. He stood there holding the door, and said,
+
+"Father, all the horses have been watered but Jolly: may I ride him to the
+brook?"
+
+"Yes," said his father.
+
+So George turned round, and opened the door a little way, and peeped out.
+
+"Ah, old Nappy! you are there still, are you, wagging your tail? Don't you
+wish you could catch him?"
+
+George then shut the door, and walked softly across to the great door
+leading out into the garden. From here he stole softly around into the
+barn, by a back way, and then came forward, and peeped out in front, and
+saw that Nappy was still there, sitting up, and looking at the door very
+closely. He was waiting for George to come out.
+
+
+
+
+Jolly.
+
+
+George then went back to the stall where Jolly was feeding. He went in and
+untied his halter, and led him out. Jolly was a sleek, black, beautiful
+little horse, not old enough to do much work, but a very good horse to
+ride. George took down a bridle, and, after leading Jolly to a
+horse-block, where he could stand up high enough to reach his head, he put
+the bridle on, and then jumped up upon his back, and walked him out of the
+barn by a door where Nappy could not see them.
+
+He then rode round by the other side of the house, until he came to the
+road, and he went along the road until he could see up the yard to the
+place where Nappy was watching. He called out, _Nappy!_ in a loud voice,
+and then immediately set his horse off upon a run. Nappy looked down to
+the road, and was astonished to see George upon the horse, when he
+supposed he was still behind the door where he was watching, and he sprang
+forward, and set off after him in full pursuit.
+
+He caught George just as he was riding down into the brook. George was
+looking round and laughing at him as he came up; but Nappy looked quite
+grave, and did nothing but go down into the brook, and lap up water with
+his tongue, while the horse drank.
+
+While the horse was drinking, Rollo came along the road, and George asked
+him how his garden came on.
+
+"O, very well," said Rollo. "Father is going to give me a larger one next
+year."
+
+"Have you got a strawberry-bed?" said George.
+
+"No," said Rollo.
+
+"I should think you would have a strawberry-bed. My father will give you
+some plants, and you can set them out this fall."
+
+"I don't know how to set them out," said Rollo. "Could you come and show
+me?"
+
+George said he would ask his father; and then, as his horse had done
+drinking, he turned round, and rode home again.
+
+Mr. Cropwell said that he would give Rollo a plenty of strawberry-plants,
+and, as to George's helping him set them out, he said that they might
+exchange works. If Rollo would come and help George gather his
+meadow-russets, George might go and help him make his strawberry-bed. That
+evening, George went and told Rollo of this plan, and Rollo's father
+approved of it. So it was agreed that, the next day, he should go to help
+them gather the russets. They invited James to go too.
+
+
+
+
+The Pet Lamb.
+
+
+The next morning, James and Rollo went together to the farmer's. They
+found George at the gate waiting for them, with his dog Nappy. As the boys
+were walking along into the yard, George said that his dog Nappy was the
+best friend he had in the world, except his lamb.
+
+"Your lamb!" said James; "have you got a lamb?"
+
+"Yes, a most beautiful little lamb. When he was very little indeed, he was
+weak and sick, and father thought he would not live; and he told me I
+might have him if I wanted him. I made a bed for him in the corner of the
+kitchen."
+
+"O, I wish I had one," said James. "Where is he now?"
+
+"O, he is grown up large, and he plays around in the field behind the
+house. If I go out there with a little pan of milk, and call him
+so,--_Co-nan_, _Co-nan_, _Co-nan_,--he comes running up to me to get the
+milk."
+
+"I wish I could see him," said James.
+
+"Well, you can," said George. "My sister Ann will go and show him to you."
+
+So George called his sister Ann, and asked her if she should be willing to
+go and show James and Rollo his lamb, while he went and got the little
+wagon ready to go for the apples.
+
+Ann said she would, and she went into the house, and got a pan with a
+little milk in the bottom of it, and walked along carefully, James and
+Rollo following her. When they had got round to the other side of the
+house, they found there a little gate, leading out into a field where
+there were green grass and little clumps of trees.
+
+Ann went carefully through. James and Rollo stopped to look. She walked on
+a little way, and looked around every where, but she saw no lamb.
+Presently she began to call out, as George had said, "_Co-nan_, _Co-nan_,
+_Co-nan_."
+
+In a minute or two, the lamb began to run towards her out of a little
+thicket of bushes; and it drank the milk out of the pan. James and Rollo
+were very much pleased, but they did not go towards the lamb. Ann let it
+drink all it wanted, and then it walked away.
+
+Then James ran back to the yard. He found that George and Rollo had gone
+into the garden-house. He went in there after them, and found that they
+were getting a little wagon ready to draw out into the field. There were
+three barrels standing by the door of the garden-house, and George told
+them that they were to put their apples into them.
+
+
+
+
+The Meadow-Russet.
+
+
+There was a beautiful meadow down a little way from Farmer Cropwell's
+house, and at the farther side of it, across a brook, there stood a very
+large old apple-tree, which bore a kind of apples called _russets_, and
+they called the tree the _meadow-russet_. These were the apples that the
+boys were going to gather. They soon got ready, and began to walk along
+the path towards the meadow. Two of them drew the wagon, and the others
+carried long poles to knock off the apples with.
+
+As the party were descending the hill towards the meadow, they saw before
+them, coming around a turn in the path, a cart and oxen, with a large boy
+driving. They immediately began to call out to one another to turn out,
+some pulling one way and some the other, with much noise and vociferation.
+At last they got fairly out upon the grass, and the cart went by. The boy
+who was driving it said, as he went by, smiling,
+
+"Who is the head of _that_ gang?"
+
+James and Rollo looked at him, wondering what he meant. George laughed.
+
+"What does he mean?" said Rollo.
+
+"He means," said George, laughing, "that we make so much noise and
+confusion, that we cannot have any head."
+
+"Any head?" said James.
+
+"Yes,--any master workman."
+
+"Why," said Rollo, "do we need a master workman?"
+
+"No," said George, "I don't believe we do."
+
+So the boys went along until they came to the brook. They crossed the
+brook on a bridge of planks, and were very soon under the spreading
+branches of the great apple-tree.
+
+[Illustration: The Harvesting Party.]
+
+
+
+
+Insubordination.
+
+
+The boys immediately began the work of getting down the apples. But,
+unluckily, there were but two poles, and they all wanted them. George had
+one, and James the other, and Rollo came up to James, and took hold of his
+pole, saying,
+
+"Here, James, I will knock them down; you may pick them up and put them in
+the wagon."
+
+"No," said James, holding fast to his pole; "no, I'd rather knock them
+down."
+
+"No," said Rollo, "I can knock them down better."
+
+"But I got the pole first, and I ought to have it."
+
+Rollo, finding that James was not willing to give up his pole, left him,
+and went to George, and asked George to let him have the pole; but George
+said he was taller, and could use it better than Rollo.
+
+Rollo was a little out of humor at this, and stood aside and looked on.
+James soon got tired of his pole, and laid it down; and then Rollo seized
+it, and began knocking the apples off of the tree. But it fatigued him
+very much to reach up so high; and, in fact, they all three got tired of
+the poles very soon, and began picking up the apples.
+
+But they did not go on any more harmoniously with this than with the
+other. After Rollo and James had thrown in several apples, George came and
+turned them all out.
+
+"You must not put them in so," said he; "all the good and bad ones
+together."
+
+"How must we put them in?" asked Rollo.
+
+"Why, first we must get a load of good, large, whole, round apples, and
+then a load of small and wormy ones. We only put the _good_ ones into the
+barrels."
+
+"And what do you do with the little ones?" said James.
+
+"O, we give them to the pigs."
+
+"Well," said Rollo, "we can pick them all up together now, and separate
+them when we get home."
+
+As he said this, he threw in a handful of small apples among the good ones
+which George had been putting in.
+
+"Be still," said George; "you must not do so. I tell you we must not mix
+them at all." And he poured the apples out upon the ground again.
+
+"O, I'll tell you what we will do," said James; "we will get a load of
+little ones first, and then the big ones. I want to see the pigs eat them
+up."
+
+But George thought it was best to take the big ones first, and so they had
+quite a discussion about it, and a great deal of time was lost before they
+could agree.
+
+Thus they went on for some time, discussing every thing, and each wanting
+to do the work in his own way. They did not dispute much, it is true, for
+neither of them wished to make difficulty. But each thought he might
+direct as well as the others, and so they had much talk and clamor, and
+but very little work. When one wanted the wagon to be on one side of the
+tree, the others wanted it the other; and when George thought it was time
+to draw the load along towards home, Rollo and James thought it was not
+nearly full enough. So they were all pulling in different directions, and
+made very slow progress in their work. It took them a long time to get
+their wagon full.
+
+When they got the load ready, and were fairly set off on the road, they
+went on smoothly and pleasantly for a time, until they got up near the
+door of the garden-house, when Rollo was going to turn the wagon round so
+as to back it up to the door, and George began to pull in the other
+direction.
+
+"Not so, Rollo," said George; "go right up straight."
+
+"No," said Rollo, "it is better to _back_ it up."
+
+James had something to say, too; and they all pulled, and talked loud and
+all together, so that there was nothing but noise and clamor. In the mean
+time, the wagon, being pulled every way, of course did not move at all.
+
+
+
+
+Subordination.
+
+
+Presently Farmer Cropwell made his appearance at the door of the
+garden-house.
+
+"Well, boys," said he, "you seem to be pretty good-natured, and I am glad
+of that; but you are certainly the _noisiest_ workmen, of your size, that
+I ever heard."
+
+"Why, father," said George, "I want to go right up to the door, straight,
+and Rollo won't let me."
+
+"Must not we back it up?" said Rollo.
+
+"Is that the way you have been working all the morning?" said the farmer.
+
+"How?" said George.
+
+"Why, all generals and no soldiers."
+
+"Sir?" said George.
+
+"All of you commanding, and none obeying. There is nothing but confusion
+and noise. I don't see how you can gather apples so. How many have you got
+in?"
+
+So saying, he went and looked into the barrels.
+
+"None," said he; "I thought so."
+
+He stood still a minute, as if thinking what to do; and then he told them
+to leave the wagon there, and go with him, and he would show them the way
+to work.
+
+The boys accordingly walked along after him, through the garden-house,
+into the yard. They then went across the road, and down behind a barn, to
+a place where some men were building a stone bridge. They stopped upon a
+bank at some distance, and looked down upon them.
+
+"There," said he, "see how men work!"
+
+It happened, at that time, that all the men were engaged in moving a great
+stone with iron bars. There was scarcely any thing said by any of them.
+Every thing went on silently, but the stone moved regularly into its
+place.
+
+"Now, boys, do you understand," said the farmer, "how they get along so
+quietly?"
+
+"Why, it is because they are men, and not boys," said Rollo.
+
+"No," said the farmer, "that is not the reason. It is because they have a
+head."
+
+"A head?" said Rollo.
+
+"Yes," said he, "a head; that is, one man to direct, and the rest obey."
+
+"Which is it?" said George.
+
+"It is that man who is pointing now," said the farmer, "to another stone.
+He is telling them which to take next. Watch them now, and you will see
+that he directs every thing, and the rest do just as he says. But you are
+all directing and commanding together, and there is nobody to obey. If you
+were moving those stones, you would be all advising and disputing
+together, and pulling in every direction at once, and the stone would not
+move at all."
+
+[Illustration: There, Said He, See How Men Work.]
+
+"And do men always appoint a head," said Rollo, "when they work together?"
+
+"No," said the farmer, "they do not always _appoint_ one regularly, but
+they always _have_ one, in some way or other. Even when no one is
+particularly authorized to direct, they generally let the one who is
+oldest, or who knows most about the business, take the lead, and the rest
+do as he says."
+
+They all then walked slowly back to the garden-house, and the farmer
+advised them to have a head, if they wanted their business to go on
+smoothly and well.
+
+"Who do you think ought to be our head?"
+
+"The one who is the oldest, and knows most about the business," said the
+farmer, "and that, I suppose, would be George. But perhaps you had better
+take turns, and let each one be head for one load, and then you will all
+learn both to command and to obey."
+
+So the boys agreed that George should command while they got the next
+load, and James and Rollo agreed to obey. The farmer told them they must
+obey exactly, and good-naturedly.
+
+"You must not even _advise_ him what to do, or say any thing about it at
+all, except in some extraordinary case; but, when you talk, talk about
+other things altogether, and work on exactly as he shall say."
+
+"What if we _know_ there is a better way? must not we tell him?" said
+Rollo.
+
+"No," said the farmer, "unless it is something very uncommon. It is better
+to go wrong sometimes, under a head, than to be endlessly talking and
+disputing how you shall go. Therefore you must do exactly what he says,
+even if you know a better way, and see if you do not get along much
+faster."
+
+
+
+
+The New Plan Tried.
+
+
+The boys determined to try the plan, and, after putting their first load
+of apples into the barrel, they set off again under George's command. He
+told Rollo and James to draw the wagon, while he ran along behind. When
+they got to the tree, Rollo took up a pole, and began to beat down some
+more apples; but George told him that they must first pick up what were
+knocked down before; and he drew the wagon round to the place where he
+thought it was best for it to stand. The other boys made no objection, but
+worked industriously, picking up all the small and worm-eaten apples they
+could find; and, in a very short time, they had the wagon loaded, and were
+on their way to the house again.
+
+Still, Rollo and James had to make so great an effort to avoid interfering
+with George's directions, that they did not really enjoy this trip quite
+so well as they did the first. It was pleasant to them to be more at
+liberty, and they thought, on the whole, that they did not like having a
+head quite so well as being without one.
+
+Instead of going up to the garden-house, George ordered them to take this
+load to the barn, to put it in a bin where all such apples were to go.
+When they came back, the farmer came again to the door of the
+garden-house.
+
+"Well, boys," said he, "you have come rather quicker this time. How do you
+like that way of working?"
+
+"Why, not quite so well," said Rollo. "I do not think it is so pleasant as
+the other way."
+
+"It is not such good _play_, perhaps; but don't you think it makes better
+_work_?" said he.
+
+The boys admitted that they got their apples in faster, and, as they were
+at work then, and not at play, they resolved to continue the plan.
+
+Farmer Cropwell then asked who was to take command the next time.
+
+"Rollo," said the boys.
+
+"Well, Rollo," said he, "I want you to have a large number of apples
+knocked down this time, and then select from them the largest and nicest
+you can. I want one load for a particular purpose."
+
+
+
+
+A Present.
+
+
+The boys worked on industriously, and, before dinner-time, they had
+gathered all the apples. The load of best apples, which the farmer had
+requested them to bring for a particular purpose, were put into a small
+square box, until it was full, and then a cover was nailed on; the rest
+were laid upon the great bench. When, at length, the work was all done,
+and they were ready to go home, the farmer put this box into the wagon, so
+that it stood up in the middle, leaving a considerable space before and
+behind it. He put the loose apples into this space, some before and some
+behind, until the wagon was full.
+
+"Now, James and Rollo, I want you to draw these apples for me, when you go
+home," said the farmer.
+
+"Who are they for?" said Rollo.
+
+"I will mark them," said he.
+
+So he took down a little curious-looking tin dipper, with a top sloping in
+all around, and with a hole in the middle of it. A long, slender
+brush-handle was standing up in this hole.
+
+When he took out the brush, the boys saw that it was blacking. With this
+blacking-brush he wrote on the top of the box,--LUCY.
+
+"Is that box for my cousin Lucy?" said Rollo.
+
+"Yes," said he; "you can draw it to her, can you not?"
+
+"Yes, sir," said Rollo, "we will. And who are the other apples for? You
+cannot mark _them_."
+
+"No," said the farmer; "but you will remember. Those before the box are
+for you, and those behind it for James. So drive along. George will come
+to your house, this afternoon, with the strawberry plants, and then he can
+bring the wagon home."
+
+
+
+
+The Strawberry-Bed.
+
+
+George Cropwell came, soon after, to Rollo's house, and helped him make a
+fine strawberry-bed, which, he said, he thought would bear considerably
+the next year. They dug up the ground, raked it over carefully, and then
+put in the plants in rows.
+
+After it was all done, Rollo got permission of his father to go back with
+George to take the wagon home; and George proposed to take Rollo's
+wheelbarrow too. He had never seen such a pretty little wheelbarrow, and
+was very much pleased with it. So George ran on before, trundling the
+wheelbarrow, and Rollo came after, drawing the wagon.
+
+Just as they came near the farmer's house, George saw, on before him, a
+ragged little boy, much smaller than Rollo, who was walking along
+barefooted.
+
+"There's Tom," said George.
+
+"Who?" said Rollo.
+
+"Tom. See how I will frighten him."
+
+As he said this, George darted forward with his wheelbarrow, and trundled
+it on directly towards Tom, as if he was going to run over him. Tom looked
+round, and then ran away, the wheelbarrow at his heels. He was frightened
+very much, and began to scream; and, just then, Farmer Cropwell, who at
+that moment happened to be coming up a lane, on the opposite side of the
+road, called out,
+
+"George!"
+
+George stopped his wheelbarrow.
+
+"Is that right?" said the farmer.
+
+"Why, I was not going to hurt him," said George.
+
+"You _did_ hurt him--you frightened him."
+
+"Is frightening him hurting him, father?"
+
+"Why, yes, it is giving him _pain_, and a very unpleasant kind of pain
+too."
+
+"I did not think of that," said George.
+
+"Besides," said his father, "when you treat boys in that harsh, rough way,
+you make them your enemies; and it is a very bad plan to make enemies."
+
+"Enemies, father!" said George, laughing; "Tom could not do me any harm,
+if he was my enemy."
+
+"That makes me think of the story of the bear and the tomtit," said the
+farmer; "and, if you and Rollo will jump up in the cart, I will tell it to
+you."
+
+Thus far, while they had been talking, the boys had walked along by the
+side of the road, keeping up with the farmer as he drove along in the
+cart. But now they jumped in, and sat down with the farmer on his seat,
+which was a board laid across from one side of the cart to the other. As
+soon as they were seated, the farmer began.
+
+
+
+
+The Farmer's Story.
+
+
+"The story I was going to tell you, boys, is an old fable about making
+enemies. It is called 'The Bear and the Tomtit.' "
+
+"What is a tomtit?" said Rollo.
+
+"It is a kind of a bird, a very little bird; but he sings pleasantly.
+Well, one pleasant summer's day, a wolf and a bear were taking a walk
+together in a lonely wood. They heard something singing.
+
+" 'Brother,' said the bear, 'that is good singing: what sort of a bird do
+you think that may be?'
+
+" 'That's a tomtit,' said the wolf.
+
+" 'I should like to see his nest,' said the bear; 'where do you think it
+is?'
+
+" 'If we wait a little time, till his mate comes home, we shall see,' said
+the wolf.
+
+"The bear and the wolf walked backward and forward some time, till his
+mate came home with some food in her mouth for her children. The wolf and
+the bear watched her. She went to the tree where the bird was singing, and
+they together flew to a little grove just by, and went to their nest.
+
+" 'Now,' said the bear, 'let us go and see.'
+
+" 'No,' said the wolf, 'we must wait till the old birds have gone away
+again.'
+
+"So they noticed the place, and walked away.
+
+"They did not stay long, for the bear was very impatient to see the nest.
+They returned, and the bear scrambled up the tree, expecting to amuse
+himself finely by frightening the young tomtits.
+
+" 'Take care,' said the wolf; 'you had better be careful. The tomtits are
+little; but little enemies are sometimes very troublesome.'
+
+" 'Who is afraid of a tomtit?' said the bear.
+
+"So saying, he poked his great black nose into the nest.
+
+" 'Who is here?' said he; 'what are you?'
+
+"The poor birds screamed out with terror. 'Go away! Go away!' said they.
+
+" 'What do you mean by making such a noise,' said he, 'and talking so to
+me? I will teach you better.' So he put his great paw on the nest, and
+crowded it down until the poor little birds were almost stifled. Presently
+he left them, and went away.
+
+"The young tomtits were terribly frightened, and some of them were hurt.
+As soon as the bear was gone, their fright gave way to anger; and, soon
+after, the old birds came home, and were very indignant too. They used to
+see the bear, occasionally, prowling about the woods, but did not know
+what they could do to bring him to punishment.
+
+"Now, there was a famous glen, surrounded by high rocks, where the bear
+used to go and sleep, because it was a wild, solitary place. The tomtits
+often saw him there. One day, the bear was prowling around, and he saw, at
+a great distance, two huntsmen, with guns, coming towards the wood. He
+fled to his glen in dismay, though he thought he should be safe there.
+
+"The tomtits were flying about there, and presently they saw the huntsmen.
+'Now,' said one of them to the other, 'is the time to get rid of the
+tyrant; you go and see if he is in his glen, and then come back to where
+you hear me singing.'
+
+"So he flew about from tree to tree, keeping in sight of the huntsmen, and
+singing all the time; while the other went and found that the bear was in
+his glen, crouched down in terror behind a rock.
+
+"The tomtits then began to flutter around the huntsmen, and fly a little
+way towards the glen, and then back again. This attracted the notice of
+the men, and they followed them to see what could be the matter.
+
+"By and by, the bear saw the terrible huntsmen coming, led on by his
+little enemies, the tomtits. He sprang forward, and ran from one side of
+the glen to the other; but he could not escape. They shot him with two
+bullets through his head.
+
+"The wolf happened to be near by, at that time, upon the rocks that were
+around the glen; and, hearing all this noise, he came and peeped over. As
+soon as he saw how the case stood, he thought it would be most prudent for
+him to walk away; which he did, saying, as he went.
+
+" 'Well, the bear has found out that it is better to have a person a
+friend than an enemy, whether he is great or small.' "
+
+                  -------------------------------------
+
+Here the farmer paused--he had ended the story.
+
+"And what did they do with the bear?" said Rollo.
+
+"O, they took off his skin to make caps of, and nailed his claws up on the
+barn."
+
+
+
+
+
+GEORGIE.
+
+
+
+
+The Little Landing.
+
+
+A short distance from where Rollo lives, there is a small, but very
+pleasant house, just under the hill, where you go down to the stone bridge
+leading over the brook. There is a noble large apple tree on one side of
+the house, which bears a beautiful, sweet, and mellow kind of apple,
+called golden pippins. A great many other trees and flowers are around the
+house, and in the little garden on the side of it towards the brook. There
+is a small white gate that leads to the house, from the road; and there is
+a pleasant path leading right out from the front door, through the garden,
+down to the water. This is the house that Georgie lives in.
+
+One evening, just before sunset, Rollo was coming along over the stone
+bridge, towards home. He stopped a moment to look over the railing, down
+into the water. Presently he heard a very sweet-toned voice calling out to
+him,
+
+"Rol-lo."
+
+Rollo looked along in the direction in which the sound came. It was from
+the bank of the stream, a little way from the road, at the place where the
+path from Georgie's house came down to the water. The brook was broad, and
+the water pretty smooth and still here; and it was a place where Rollo had
+often been to sail boats with Georgie. There was a little smooth, sandy
+place on the shore, at the foot of the path, and they used to call it
+Georgie's landing; and there was a seat close by, under the bushes.
+
+Rollo thought it was Georgie's voice that called him, and in a minute, he
+saw him sitting on his little seat, with his crutches by his side. Georgie
+was a sick boy. He could not walk, but had to sit almost all day, at home,
+in a large easy chair, which his father had bought for him. In the winter,
+his chair was established in a particular corner, by the side of the fire,
+and he had a little case of shelves and drawers, painted green, by the
+side of him. In these shelves and drawers he had his books and
+playthings,--his pen and ink,--his paint-box, brushes and pencils,--his
+knife, and a little saw,--and a great many things which he used to make
+for his amusement. Then, in the summer, his chair, and his shelves and
+drawers, were moved to the end window, which looked out upon the garden
+and brook. Sometimes, when he was better than usual, he could move about a
+little upon crutches; and, at such times, when it was pleasant, he used to
+go out into the garden, and down, through it, to his landing, at the
+brook.
+
+Georgie had been sick a great many years, and when Rollo and Jonas first
+knew him, he used to be very sad and unhappy. It was because the poor
+little fellow had nothing to do. His father had to work pretty hard to get
+food and clothing for his family; he loved little Georgie very much, but
+he could not buy him many things. Sometimes people who visited him, used
+to give him playthings, and they would amuse him a little while, but he
+soon grew tired of them, and had them put away. It is very hard for any
+body to be happy who has not any thing to do.
+
+It was Jonas that taught Georgie what to do. He lent him his knife, and
+brought him some smooth, soft, pine wood, and taught him to make
+wind-mills and little boxes. Georgie liked this very much, and used to sit
+by his window in the summer mornings, and make playthings, hours at a
+time. After he had made several things, Jonas told the boys that lived
+about there, that they had better buy them of him, when they had a few
+cents to spend for toys; and they did. In fact, they liked the little
+windmills, and wagons, and small framed houses that Georgie made, better
+than sugar-plums and candy. Besides, they liked to go and see Georgie;
+for, whenever they went to buy any thing of him, he looked so contented
+and happy, sitting in his easy chair, with his small and slender feet
+drawn up under him, and his work on the table by his side.
+
+Then he was a very beautiful boy too. His face was delicate and pale, but
+there was such a kind and gentle expression in his mild blue eye, and so
+much sweetness in the tone of his voice, that they loved very much to go
+and see him. In fact, all the boys were very fond of Georgie.
+
+
+
+
+Georgie's Money.
+
+
+Georgie, at length, earned, in this way, quite a little sum of money. It
+was nearly all in cents; but then there was one fourpence which a lady
+gave him for a four-wheeled wagon that he made. He kept this money in a
+corner of his drawer, and, at last, there was quite a handful of it.
+
+One summer evening, when Georgie's father came home from his work, he hung
+up his hat, and came and sat down in Georgie's corner, by the side of his
+little boy. Georgie looked up to him with a smile.
+
+"Well, father," said he, "are you tired to-night?"
+
+"You are the one to be tired, Georgie," said he, "sitting here alone all
+day."
+
+"Hold up your hand, father," said Georgie, reaching out his own at the
+same time, which was shut up, and appeared to have something in it.
+
+"Why, what have you got for me?" said his father.
+
+"Hold fast all I give you," replied he; and he dropped the money all into
+his father's hand, and shut up his father's fingers over it.
+
+"What is all this?" said his father.
+
+"It is my money," said he, "for you. It is 'most all cents, but then there
+is _one_ fourpence."
+
+"I am sure, I am much obliged to you, Georgie, for this."
+
+"O no," said Georgie, "it's only a _little_ of what you have to spend for
+me."
+
+Georgie's father took the money, and put it in his pocket, and the next
+day he went to Jonas, and told him about it, and asked Jonas to spend it
+in buying such things as he thought would be useful to Georgie; either
+playthings, or tools, or materials to work with.
+
+Jonas said he should be very glad to do it, for he thought he could buy
+him some things that would help him very much in his work. Jonas carried
+the money into the city the next time he went, and bought him a small hone
+to sharpen his knife, a fine-toothed saw, and a bottle of black varnish,
+with a little brush, to put it on with. He brought these things home, and
+gave them to Georgie's father; and he carried them into the house, and put
+them in a drawer.
+
+That evening, when Georgie was at supper, his father slyly put the things
+that Jonas had bought on his table, so that when he went back, after
+supper, he found them there. He was very much surprised and pleased. He
+examined them all very particularly, and was especially glad to have the
+black varnish, for now he could varnish his work, and make it look much
+more handsome. The little boxes that he made, after this, of a bright
+black outside, and lined neatly with paper within, were thought by the
+boys to be elegant.
+
+He could now earn money faster, and, as his father insisted on having all
+his earnings expended for articles for Georgie's own use, and Jonas used
+to help him about expending it, he got, at last, quite a variety of
+implements and articles. He had some wire, and a little pair of pliers for
+bending it in all shapes, and a hammer and little nails. He had also a
+paint-box and brushes, and paper of various colors, for lining boxes, and
+making portfolios and pocket-books; and he had varnishes, red, green,
+blue, and black. All these he kept in his drawers and shelves, and made a
+great many ingenious things with them.
+
+So Georgie was a great friend of both Rollo and Jonas, and they often used
+to come and see him, and play with him; and that was the reason that Rollo
+knew his voice so well, when he called to him from the landing, when Rollo
+was standing on the bridge, as described in the beginning of this story.
+
+
+
+
+Two Good Friends.
+
+
+Rollo ran along to the end of the bridge, clambered down to the water's
+edge, went along the shore among the trees and shrubbery, until he came to
+the seat where Georgie was sitting. Georgie asked him to sit down, and
+stay with him; but Rollo said he must go directly home; and so Georgie
+took his crutches, and they began to walk slowly together up the garden
+walk.
+
+"Where have you been, Rollo?" said Georgie.
+
+"I have been to see my cousin James, to ask him to go to the city with us
+to-morrow."
+
+"Are you going to the city?"
+
+"Yes; uncle George gave James and I a half a dollar apiece, the other day;
+and mother is going to carry us into the city to-morrow to buy something
+with it."
+
+"Is Jonas going with you?"
+
+"Yes," said Rollo. "He is going to drive. We are going in our carryall."
+
+"I wish you would take some money for me, then, and get Jonas to buy me
+something with it."
+
+"Well, I will," said Rollo. "What shall he buy for you?"
+
+"O, he may buy any thing he chooses."
+
+"Yes, but if you do not tell him what to buy, he may buy something you
+have got already."
+
+"O, Jonas knows every thing I have got as well as I do."
+
+Just then they came up near the house, and Georgie asked Rollo to look up
+at the golden pippin tree, and see how full it was.
+
+"That is my branch," said he.
+
+He pointed to a large branch which came out on one side, and which hung
+down loaded with fruit. It would have broken down, perhaps, if there had
+not been a crotched pole put under it, to prop it up.
+
+"But all the apples on your branch are not golden pippins," said Rollo.
+"There are some on it that are red. What beautiful red apples!"
+
+"Yes," said Georgie. "Father grafted that for me, to make it bear
+rosy-boys. I call the red ones my rosy-boys."
+
+"Grafted?" said Rollo; "how did he graft it?"
+
+"O," said Georgie, "I do not know exactly. He cut off a little branch from
+a rosy-boy tree, and stuck it on somehow, and it grew, and bears rosy-boys
+still."
+
+Rollo thought this was very curious; Georgie told him he would give him an
+apple, and that he might have his choice--a pippin or a rosy-boy.
+
+Rollo hesitated, and looked at them, first at one, and then at another;
+but he could not decide. The rosy-boys had the brightest and most
+beautiful color, but then the pippins looked so rich and mellow, that he
+could not choose very easily; and so Georgie laughed, find told him he
+would settle the difficulty by giving him one of each.
+
+"So come here," said he, "Rollo, and let me lean on you, while I knock
+them down."
+
+So Rollo came and stood near him, while Georgie leaned on him, and with
+his crutch gave a gentle tap to one of each of his kinds of apples, and
+they fell down upon the soft grass, safe and sound.
+
+[Illustration: Georgie's Apples.]
+
+They then went into the house, and Georgie gave Rollo his money, wrapped
+up in a small piece of paper; and then Rollo, bidding him good by, went
+out of the little white gate, and walked along home.
+
+The next morning, soon after breakfast, Jonas drove the carryall up to the
+front door, and Rollo and his mother walked out to it. Rollo's mother took
+the back seat, and Rollo and Jonas sat in front, and they drove along.
+
+They called at the house where James lived, and found him waiting for them
+on the front steps, with his half dollar in his hand.
+
+He ran into the house to tell his mother that the carryall had come, and
+to bid her good morning, and then he came out to the gate.
+
+"James," said Rollo, "you may sit on the front seat with Jonas, if you
+want to."
+
+James said he should like to very much; and so Rollo stepped over behind,
+and sat with his mother. This was kind and polite; for boys all like the
+front seat when they are riding, and Rollo therefore did right to offer it
+to his cousin.
+
+
+
+
+A Lecture On Playthings.
+
+
+After a short time, they came to a smooth and pleasant road, with trees
+and farm-houses on each side; and as the horse was trotting along quietly,
+Rollo asked his mother if she could not tell them a story.
+
+"I cannot tell you a story very well, this morning, but I can give you a
+lecture on playthings, if you wish."
+
+"Very well, mother, we should like that," said the boys.
+
+They did not know very well what a lecture was, but they thought that any
+thing which their mother would propose would be interesting.
+
+"Do you know what a lecture is?" said she.
+
+"Not exactly," said Rollo.
+
+"Why, I should explain to you about playthings,--the various kinds, their
+use, the way to keep them, and to derive the most pleasure from them, &c.
+Giving you this information will not be as _interesting_ to you as to hear
+a story; but it will be more _useful_, if you attend carefully, and
+endeavor to remember what I say."
+
+The boys thought they should like the lecture, and promised to attend.
+Rollo said he would remember it all; and so his mother began.
+
+"The value of a plaything does not consist in itself, but in the pleasure
+it awakens in your mind. Do you understand that?"
+
+"Not very well," said Rollo.
+
+"If you should give a round stick to a baby on the floor, and let him
+strike the floor with it, he would be pleased. You would see by his looks
+that it gave him great pleasure. Now, where would this pleasure be,--in
+the stick, or in the floor, or in the baby?"
+
+"Why, in the baby," said Rollo, laughing.
+
+"Yes; and would it be in his body, or in his mind?"
+
+"In his face," said James.
+
+"In his eyes," said Rollo.
+
+"You would see the _signs of it_ in his face and in his eyes, but the
+feeling of pleasure would be in his mind. Now, I suppose you understand
+what I said, that the value of the plaything consists in the pleasure it
+can awaken in the mind."
+
+"Yes, mother," said Rollo.
+
+"There is your jumping man," said she; "is that a good plaything?"
+
+"Yes," said Rollo, "my _kicker_. But I don't care much about it. I don't
+know where it is now."
+
+"What was it?" said James. "_I_ never saw it."
+
+"It was a pasteboard man," said his mother; "and there was a string
+behind, fixed so that, by pulling it, you could make his arms and legs fly
+about."
+
+"Yes," said Rollo, "I called him my _kicker_."
+
+"You liked it very much, when you first had it."
+
+"Yes," said Rollo, "but I don't think it is very pretty now."
+
+"That shows what I said was true. When you first had it, it was new, and
+the sight of it gave you pleasure; but the pleasure consisted in the
+novelty and drollery of it, and after a little while, when you became
+familiar with it, it ceased to give you pleasure, and then you did not
+value it. I found it the other day lying on the ground in the yard, and
+took it up and put it away carefully in a drawer."
+
+"But if the value is all gone, what good does it do to save it?" said
+Rollo.
+
+"The value to _you_ is gone, because you have become familiar with it, and
+so it has lost its power to awaken feelings of pleasure in you. But it has
+still power to give pleasure to other children, who have not seen it, and
+I kept it for them."
+
+"I should like to see it, very much," said James. "I never saw such a
+one."
+
+"I will show it to you some time. Now, this is one kind of
+plaything,--those which please by their _novelty_ only. It is not
+generally best to buy such playthings, for you very soon get familiar with
+them, and then they cease to give you pleasure, and are almost worthless."
+
+"Only we ought to keep them, if we have them, to show to other boys," said
+Rollo.
+
+"Yes," said his mother. "You ought never to throw them away, or leave them
+on the floor, or on the ground."
+
+"O, the little fool," said Rollo suddenly.
+
+His mother and James looked up, wondering what Rollo meant. He was looking
+out at the side of the carryall, at something about the wheel.
+
+"What is it," said his mother.
+
+"Why, here is a large fly trying to light on the wheel, and every time his
+legs touch it, it knocks them away. See! See!"
+
+"Yes, but you must not attend to him now. You must listen to my lecture.
+You promised to give your attention to me."
+
+So James and Rollo turned away from the window, and began to listen again.
+
+"I have told you now," said she, "of one kind of playthings--those that
+give pleasure from their _novelty_ only. There is another kind--those that
+give you pleasure by their _use_;--such as a doll, for example."
+
+"How, mother? Is a doll of any _use_?"
+
+"Yes, in one sense; that is, the girl who has it, _uses_ it continually.
+Perhaps she admired the _looks_ of it, the first day it was given to her;
+but then, after that, she can _use_ it in so many ways, that it continues
+to afford her pleasure for a long time. She can dress and undress it, put
+it to bed, make it sit up for company, and do a great many other things
+with it. When she gets tired of playing with it one day, she puts it away,
+and the next day she thinks of something new to do with it, which she
+never thought of before. Now, which should you think the pleasure you
+should obtain from a ball, would arise from, its _novelty_, or its _use_?"
+
+"Its _use_," said the boys.
+
+"Yes," said the mother. "The first sight of a ball would not give you any
+very special pleasure. Its value would consist in the pleasure you would
+take in playing with it.
+
+"Now, it is generally best to buy such playthings as you can use a great
+many times, and in a great many ways; such as a top, a ball, a knife, a
+wheelbarrow. But things that please you only by their _novelty_, will soon
+lose all their power to give you pleasure, and be good for nothing to you.
+Such, for instance, as jumping men, and witches, and funny little images.
+Children are very often deceived in buying their playthings; for those
+things which please by their novelty only, usually please them very much
+for a few minutes, while they are in the shop, and see them for the first
+time; while those things which would last a long time, do not give them
+much pleasure at first.
+
+"There is another kind of playthings I want to tell you about a little,
+and then my lecture will be done. I mean playthings which give _you_
+pleasure, but give _other persons_ pain. A drum and a whistle, for
+example, are disagreeable to other persons; and children, therefore, ought
+not to choose them, unless they have a place to go to, to play with them,
+which will be out of hearing. I have known boys to buy masks to frighten
+other children with, and bows and arrows, which sometimes are the means of
+putting out children's eyes. So you must consider, when you are choosing
+playthings, first, whether the pleasure they will give you will be from
+the _novelty_ or the _use_; and, secondly, whether, in giving _you_
+pleasure, they will give _any other persons_ pain.
+
+"This is the end of the lecture. Now you may rest a little, and look
+about, and then I will tell you a short story."
+
+
+
+
+The Young Drivers.
+
+
+They came, about this time, to the foot of a long hill, and Jonas said he
+believed that he would get out and walk up, and he said James might drive
+the horse. So he put the reins into James's hands, and jumped out. Rollo
+climbed over the seat, and sat by his side. Presently James saw a large
+stone in the road, and he asked Rollo to see how well he could drive round
+it; for as the horse was going, he would have carried one wheel directly
+over it. So he pulled one of the reins, and turned the horse away; but he
+contrived to turn him out just far enough to make the _other_ wheel go
+over the stone. Rollo laughed, and asked him to let him try the next time;
+and James gave him the reins; but there was no other stone till they got
+up to the top of the hill.
+
+Then James said that Rollo might ride on the front seat now, and when
+Jonas got in, he climbed back to the back seat, and took his place by the
+side of Rollo's mother.
+
+"Come, mother," then said Rollo, "we are rested enough now: please to
+begin the story."
+
+"Very well, if you are all ready."
+
+So she began as follows:--
+
+
+
+    The Story of Shallow, Selfish, and Wise.
+
+
+    Once there were three boys going into town to buy some playthings:
+    their names were Shallow, Selfish, and Wise. Each had half a
+    dollar. Shallow carried his in his hand, tossing it up in the air,
+    and catching it, as he went along. Selfish kept teasing his mother
+    to give him some more money: half a dollar, he said, was not
+    enough. Wise walked along quietly, with his cash safe in his
+    pocket.
+
+    Presently Shallow missed catching his half dollar, and--chink--it
+    went, on the sidewalk, and it rolled along down into a crack under
+    a building. Then he began to cry. Selfish stood by, holding his
+    own money tight in his hands, and said he did not pity Shallow at
+    all; it was good enough for him; he had no business to be tossing
+    it up. Wise came up, and tried to get the money out with a stick,
+    but he could not. He told Shallow not to cry; said he was sorry he
+    had lost his money, and that he would give him half of his, as
+    soon as they could get it changed at the shop.
+
+    So they walked along to the toy-shop.
+
+    Their mother said that each one might choose his own plaything; so
+    they began to look around on the counter and shelves.
+
+    After a while, Shallow began to laugh very loud and heartily at
+    something he found. It was an image of a grinning monkey. It
+    looked very droll indeed. Shallow asked Wise to come and see. Wise
+    laughed at it too, but said he should not want to buy it, as he
+    thought he should soon get tired of laughing at any thing, if it
+    was ever so droll.
+
+    Shallow was sure that he should never get tired of laughing at so
+    very droll a thing as the grinning monkey; and he decided to buy
+    it, if Wise would give him half of his money; and so Wise did.
+
+    Selfish found a rattle, a large, noisy rattle, and went to
+    springing it until they were all tired of hearing the noise.
+
+    "I think I shall buy this," said he. "I can make believe that
+    there is a fire, and can run about springing my rattle, and
+    crying, 'Fire! Fire!' or I can play that a thief is breaking into
+    a store, and can rattle my rattle at him, and call out, 'Stop
+    thief!' "
+
+    "But that will disturb all the people in the house," said Wise.
+
+    "What care I for that?" said Selfish.
+
+    Selfish found that the price of his rattle was not so much as the
+    half dollar; so he laid out the rest of it in cake, and sat down
+    on a box, and began to eat it.
+
+    Wise passed by all the images and gaudy toys, only good to look at
+    a few times, and chose a soft ball, and finding that that did not
+    take all of his half of the money, he purchased a little morocco
+    box with an inkstand, some wafers, and one or two short pens in
+    it. Shallow told him that was not a plaything; it was only fit for
+    a school; and as to his ball, he did not think much of that.
+
+    Wise said he thought they could all play with the ball a great
+    many times, and he thought, too, that he should like his little
+    inkstand rainy days and winter evenings.
+
+    So the boys walked along home. Shallow stopped every moment to
+    laugh at his monkey, and Selfish to spring his rattle; and they
+    looked with contempt on Wise's ball, which he carried quietly in
+    one hand, and his box done up in brown paper in the other.
+
+    When they got home, Shallow ran in to show his monkey. The people
+    smiled a little, but did not take much notice of it; and, in fact,
+    it did not look half so funny, even to himself, as it did in the
+    shop. In a short time, it did not make him laugh at all, and then
+    he was vexed and angry with it. He said he meant to go and throw
+    the ugly old baboon away; he was tired of seeing that same old
+    grin on his face all the time. So he went and threw it over the
+    wall.
+
+    Selfish ate his cake up, on his way home. He would not give his
+    brothers any, for he said they had had their money as well as he.
+    When he got home, he went about the house, up and down, through
+    parlor and chamber, kitchen and shed, springing his rattle, and
+    calling out, "Stop thief! Stop thief!" or "Fire! Fire!" Every body
+    got tired, and asked him to be still; but he did not mind, until,
+    at last, his father took his rattle away from him, and put it up
+    on a high shelf.
+
+    Then Selfish and Shallow went out and found Wise playing
+    beautifully with his ball in the yard; and he invited them to play
+    with him. They would toss it up against the wall, and learn to
+    catch it when it came down; and then they made some bat-sticks,
+    and knocked it back and forth to one another, about the yard. The
+    more they played with the ball, the more they liked it, and, as
+    Wise was always very careful not to play near any holes, and to
+    put it away safe when he had done with it, he kept it a long time,
+    and gave them pleasure a great many times all summer long.
+
+    And then his inkstand box was a great treasure. He would get it
+    out in the long winter evenings, and lend Selfish and Shallow,
+    each, one of his pens; and they would all sit at the table, and
+    make pictures, and write little letters, and seal them with small
+    bits of the wafers. In fact, Wise kept his inkstand box safe till
+    he grew up to be a man.
+
+    That is the end of the story.
+
+
+
+
+The Toy-Shop.
+
+
+"I wish I could get an inkstand box," said Rollo, when the story was
+finished.
+
+"I think he was very foolish to throw away his grinning monkey," said
+James, "I wish I could see a grinning monkey."
+
+They continued talking about this story some time, and at length they drew
+nigh to the city. They drove to a stable, where Jonas had the horse put
+up, and then they all walked on in search of a toy-shop.
+
+They passed along through one or two streets, walking very slowly, so that
+the boys might look at the pictures and curious things in the shop
+windows. At length they came to a toy-shop, and all went in.
+
+They saw at once a great number and variety of playthings exhibited to
+view. All around the floor were arranged horses on wheels, little carts,
+wagons, and baskets. The counter had a great variety of images and
+figures,--birds that would peep, and dogs that would bark, and drummers
+that would drum--all by just turning a little handle. Then the shelves and
+the window were filled with all sorts of boxes, and whips, and puzzles,
+and tea-sets, and dolls, dressed and not dressed. There were bows and
+arrows, and darts, and jumping ropes, and glass dogs, and little
+rocking-horses, and a thousand other things.
+
+When the boys first came in, there was a little girl standing by the
+counter with a small slate in her hand. She looked like a poor girl,
+though she was neat and tidy in her dress. She was talking with the
+shopman about the slate.
+
+"Don't you think," said she, "you could let me have it for ten cents?"
+
+"No," said he, "I could not afford it for less than fifteen. It cost me
+more than ten."
+
+The little girl laid the slate down, and looked disappointed and sad.
+Rollo's mother came up to her, took up the slate, and said,
+
+"I should think you had better give him fifteen cents. It is a very good
+slate. It is worth as much as that, certainly."
+
+"Yes, madam, so I tell her," said the shopman.
+
+"But I have not got but ten cents," said the little girl.
+
+"Have not you?" said Rollo's mother. She stood still thinking a moment,
+and then she asked the little girl what her name was.
+
+She said it was Maria.
+
+She asked her what she wanted the slate for; and Maria said it was to do
+sums on, at school. She wanted to study arithmetic, and could not do so
+without a slate.
+
+Jonas then came forward, and said that he should like to give her five
+cents of Georgie's money, and that, with the ten she had, would be enough.
+He said that Georgie had given him authority to do what he thought best
+with his money, and he knew, if Georgie was here, he would wish to help
+the little girl.
+
+Rollo and James were both sorry they had not thought of it themselves;
+and, as soon as Jonas mentioned it, they wanted to give some of their
+money to the girl; but Jonas said he knew that Georgie would prefer to do
+it. At last, however, it was agreed that Rollo and James should furnish
+one cent each, and Georgie the rest. This was all agreed upon after a low
+conversation by themselves in a corner of the store; and then Jonas came
+forward, and told the shopman that they were going to pay the additional
+five cents, and that he might let the girl have the slate. So Jonas paid
+the money, and it was agreed that Rollo and James should pay him back
+their share, when they got their money changed. The boys were very much
+pleased to see the little girl go away so happy with her slate in her
+hand. It was neatly done up in paper, with two pencils which the shopman
+gave her, done up inside.
+
+After Maria was gone, the boys looked around the shop, but could not find
+any thing which exactly pleased them; or at least they could not find any
+thing which pleased them so much more than any thing else, that they could
+decide in favor of it. So they concluded to walk along, and look at
+another shop.
+
+They succeeded at last in finding some playthings that they liked, and
+Jonas bought a variety of useful things for Georgie. On their way home,
+the carryall stopped at the house where Lucy lived and Rollo's mother left
+him and James there, to show Lucy their playthings.
+
+One of the things they bought was a little boat with two sails, and they
+went down behind the house to sail it. The other playthings and books they
+carried down too, and had a fine time playing with them, with Lucy and
+another little girl who was visiting her that afternoon.
+
+
+
+
+
+                  -------------------------------------
+
+
+
+
+
+THE ROLLO SERIES
+
+IS COMPOSED OF FOURTEEN VOLUMES, VIZ.
+
+      Rollo Learning to Talk.
+      Rollo Learning to Read.
+      Rollo at Work.
+      Rollo at Play.
+      Rollo at School.
+      Rollo's Vacation.
+      Rollo's Experiments.
+      Rollo's Museum.
+      Rollo's Travels.
+      Rollo's Correspondence.
+      Rollo's Philosophy--Water.
+      Rollo's Philosophy--Air.
+      Rollo's Philosophy--Fire.
+      Rollo's Philosophy--Sky.
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+***FINIS***
+
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