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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'> +<then> +<p>[Illustration: The Rollo Books by Jacob Abbott. Boston, Phillips, Sampson, +& Co.]</p> +</then> +<else> +<p><figure url='images/i003.jpg'> +<head>The Rollo Books by Jacob Abbott. Boston, Phillips, Sampson, & +Co.</head> +<figDesc>The Rollo Books by Jacob Abbott. Boston, Phillips, Sampson, & +Co.</figDesc> +</figure></p> +</else> +</pgIf> + + <p rend='title'>Boston, Phillips, Sampson, & 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:—</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—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> + <head>Contents</head> + <divGen type='toc' /> +</div> + +<div> + <head>Engravings</head> + <divGen type='figlist' /> +</div> + +</front> + +<body> + +<pgIf output='txt'> +<then> +<p>[Illustration: Rollo Digging Holes in the Ground.] +<index index='figlist' level1='Rollo Digging Holes in the Ground.'/></p> +</then> +<else> +<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>;—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—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—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's] +<index index='figlist' level1='The Corporal's.' /></p> +</then> +<else> +<p><figure url='images/i043.jpg'> +<index index='figlist' level1='The Corporal's.' /> +<head>The Corporal's</head> +<figDesc>The Corporal'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—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—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,—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;—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—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,—because,—</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—</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,—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,—<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,—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,—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—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—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—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'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,—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:—</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—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,—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—<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,—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—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—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,—<hi rend='italic'>Co-nan</hi>, <hi rend='italic'>Co-nan</hi>, +<hi rend='italic'>Co-nan</hi>,—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,—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,—<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—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—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,—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>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—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's Apples.] +<index index='figlist' level1='Georgie's Apples.' /></p> +</then> +<else> +<p><figure url='images/i182.jpg'> +<index index='figlist' level1='Georgie's Apples.' /> +<head>Georgie's Apples.</head> +<figDesc>Georgie'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,—the various kinds, +their use, the way to keep them, and to derive the most pleasure from +them, &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,—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,—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—those that +give pleasure from their <hi rend='italic'>novelty</hi> only. There is another +kind—those +that give you pleasure by their <hi rend='italic'>use</hi>;—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:—</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—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.</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,—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 <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—Water.</item> +<item>Rollo's Philosophy—Air.</item> +<item>Rollo's Philosophy—Fire.</item> +<item>Rollo's Philosophy—Sky.</item> + +</list> +</div> + +</body> + +<back> +<!-- +<div> + <divGen type="pgfooter" /> +</div> +--> +</back> +</text> +</TEI.2> diff --git a/old/25274-tei/images/i003.jpg b/old/25274-tei/images/i003.jpg Binary files differnew file mode 100644 index 0000000..d04e7ba --- /dev/null +++ b/old/25274-tei/images/i003.jpg diff --git a/old/25274-tei/images/i009.jpg b/old/25274-tei/images/i009.jpg Binary files differnew file mode 100644 index 0000000..908d7cd --- /dev/null +++ b/old/25274-tei/images/i009.jpg diff --git a/old/25274-tei/images/i025.jpg b/old/25274-tei/images/i025.jpg Binary files differnew file mode 100644 index 0000000..5894bb3 --- /dev/null +++ b/old/25274-tei/images/i025.jpg diff --git a/old/25274-tei/images/i043.jpg b/old/25274-tei/images/i043.jpg Binary files differnew file mode 100644 index 0000000..1fa3f08 --- /dev/null +++ b/old/25274-tei/images/i043.jpg diff --git a/old/25274-tei/images/i067.jpg b/old/25274-tei/images/i067.jpg Binary files differnew file mode 100644 index 0000000..bdf8189 --- /dev/null +++ b/old/25274-tei/images/i067.jpg diff --git a/old/25274-tei/images/i088.jpg b/old/25274-tei/images/i088.jpg Binary files differnew file mode 100644 index 0000000..36c59f0 --- /dev/null +++ b/old/25274-tei/images/i088.jpg diff --git a/old/25274-tei/images/i107.jpg b/old/25274-tei/images/i107.jpg Binary files differnew file mode 100644 index 0000000..b381676 --- /dev/null +++ b/old/25274-tei/images/i107.jpg diff --git a/old/25274-tei/images/i128.jpg b/old/25274-tei/images/i128.jpg Binary files differnew file mode 100644 index 0000000..64f23c7 --- /dev/null +++ b/old/25274-tei/images/i128.jpg diff --git a/old/25274-tei/images/i147.jpg b/old/25274-tei/images/i147.jpg Binary files differnew file mode 100644 index 0000000..5699a92 --- /dev/null +++ b/old/25274-tei/images/i147.jpg diff --git a/old/25274-tei/images/i154.jpg b/old/25274-tei/images/i154.jpg Binary files differnew file mode 100644 index 0000000..523af6e --- /dev/null +++ b/old/25274-tei/images/i154.jpg diff --git a/old/25274-tei/images/i182.jpg b/old/25274-tei/images/i182.jpg Binary files differnew file mode 100644 index 0000000..e51efcd --- /dev/null +++ b/old/25274-tei/images/i182.jpg |
