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If you are not located in the United States, you +will have to check the laws of the country where you are located before +using this eBook. + +Title: Rollo at Work + +Author: Jacob Abbott + +Release Date: May 1, 2008 [eBook #25274] +[Most recently updated: October 19, 2021] + +Language: English + +Character set encoding: UTF-8 + + +*** START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK ROLLO AT WORK *** + + + + +Transcriber’s Notes: + +The original print starts with a list of novels from the “Rollo series”. +This information has been moved to the back of the book. + +Unusual spellings that are used consistently have been kept as they were +found in the source. Some punctuation errors have been corrected silently. +All other corrections are declared in the TEI master file, using the usual +TEI elements for corrections. + +In particular, four asterisks that appear to be footnote marks without a +corresponding footnote have been deleted. + + + + + +The + +Rollo Books + +by + +Jacob Abbott + +[Illustration: The Rollo Books by Jacob Abbott. Boston, Phillips, Sampson, +& Co.] + +Boston, Phillips, Sampson, & Co. + + ------------------------------------- + +Rollo At Work + +Or + +The Way to Be Industrious + + ------------------------------------- + + + + + +NOTICE TO PARENTS. + + +Although this little work, and its fellow, “ROLLO AT PLAY,” are intended +principally as a means of entertainment for their little readers, it is +hoped by the writer that they may aid in accomplishing some of the +following useful purposes:-- + +1. In cultivating _the thinking powers_; as frequent occasions occur, in +which the incidents of the narrative, and the conversations arising from +them, are intended to awaken and engage the reasoning and reflective +faculties of the little readers. + +2. In promoting the progress of children _in reading_ and in knowledge of +language; for the diction of the stories is intended to be often in +advance of the natural language of the reader, and yet so used as to be +explained by the connection. + +3. In cultivating the _amiable and gentle qualities of the heart_. The +scenes are laid in quiet and virtuous life, and the character and conduct +described are generally--with the exception of some of the ordinary +exhibitions of childish folly--character and conduct to be imitated; for +it is generally better, in dealing with children, to allure them to what +is right by agreeable pictures of it, than to attempt to drive them to it +by repulsive delineations of what is wrong. + + + + + +CONTENTS + + +Story 1. Labor Lost + Elky. + Preparations. + A Bad Beginning. + What Rollo Might Do. + A New Plan. + Hirrup! Hirrup! + An Overturn. +Story 2. The Two Little Wheelbarrows. + Rides. + The Corporal’s. + The Old Nails. + A Conversation. + Rollo Learns to Work at Last. + The Corporal’s Again. +Story 3. Causey-Building. + Sand-Men. + The Gray Garden. + A Contract. + Instructions. + Keeping Tally. + Rights Defined. + Calculation. +Story 4. Rollo’s Garden. + Farmer Cropwell. + Work and Play. + Planting. + The Trying Time. + A Narrow Escape. + Advice. +Story 5. The Apple-Gathering. + The Garden-House. + Jolly. + The Pet Lamb. + The Meadow-Russet. + Insubordination. + Subordination. + The New Plan Tried. + A Present. + The Strawberry-Bed. + The Farmer’s Story. +Story 6. Georgie. + The Little Landing. + Georgie’s Money. + Two Good Friends. + A Lecture On Playthings. + The Young Drivers. + The Toy-Shop. + + + + + +ENGRAVINGS + + +Rollo Digging Holes in the Ground. +Too Heavy. +The Corporal’s. +Rollo Took Hold of His Wheelbarrow. +The Cows. +The Bull Chained by the Nose. +Work in the Rain. +The Harvesting Party. +There, Said He, See How Men Work. +Georgie’s Apples. + + + + + + +[Illustration: Rollo Digging Holes in the Ground.] + + + + + +LABOR LOST. + + + + +Elky. + + +When Rollo was between five and six years old, he was one day at work in +his little garden, planting some beans. His father had given him a little +square bed in a corner of the garden, which he had planted with corn two +days before. He watched his corn impatiently for two days, and, as it did +not come up, he thought he would plant it again with beans. He ought to +have waited longer. + +He was sitting on a little cricket, digging holes in the ground, when he +heard a sudden noise. He started up, and saw a strange, monstrous head +looking at him over the garden wall. He jumped up, and ran as fast as he +could towards the house. + +It happened that Jonas, the boy, was at that time at work in the yard, +cutting wood, and he called out, “What is the matter, Rollo?” + +Rollo had just looked round, and seeing that the head remained still where +it was, he was a little ashamed of his fears; so at first he did not +answer, but walked along towards Jonas. + +“That’s the colt,” said Jonas; “should not you like to go and see him?” + +Rollo looked round again, and true enough, it was a small horse’s head +that was over the wall. It looked smaller now than it did when he first +saw it. + +Now there was behind the garden a green field, with scattered trees upon +it, and a thick wood at the farther side. Jonas took Rollo by the hand, +and led him back into the garden, towards the colt. The colt took his head +back over the fence as they approached, and walked away. He was now afraid +of Rollo. Jonas and Rollo climbed up upon a stile which was built there +against the fence, and saw the colt trotting away slowly down towards the +wood, looking back at Rollo and Jonas, by bending his head every minute, +first on one side, and then on the other. + +“There comes father,” said Rollo. + +Jonas looked and saw Rollo’s father coming out of the wood, leading a +horse. The colt and the horse had been feeding together in the field, and +Rollo’s father had caught the horse, for he wanted to take a ride. Rollo’s +father had a little basket in his hand, and when he saw the colt coming +towards him, he held it up and called him, “_Elky, Elky, Elky, Elky_,” for +the colt’s name was Elkin, though they often called him Elky. Elkin walked +slowly up to the basket, and put his nose in it. He found that there were +some oats in it; and Rollo’s father poured them out on the grass, and then +stood by, patting Elky’s head and neck while he ate them. Rollo thought +his head looked beautifully; he wondered how he could have been afraid of +it. + +Rollo’s father led the horse across the field, through a gate, into a +green lane which led along the side of the garden towards the house; and +Rollo said he would run round into the lane and meet him. So he jumped off +of the stile, and ran up the garden, and Jonas followed him, and went back +to his work. + +Rollo ran round to meet his father, who was coming up the green lane, +leading the horse with a rope round his neck. + +“Father,” said Rollo, “could you put me on?” + +His father smiled, and lifted Rollo up carefully, and placed him on the +horse’s back. Then he walked slowly along. + +“Father,” said Rollo, “are you going away?” + +“Yes,” said he, “I am going to ride away in the wagon.” + +“Why did not you catch Elky, and let him draw you?” + +“Elky? O, Elky is not old enough to work.” + +“Not old enough to work!” said Rollo, “Why, he is pretty big. He is almost +as big as the horse. I should think he could draw you alone in the wagon.” + +“Perhaps he is strong enough for that; but Elky has never learned to work +yet.” + +“Never learned!” said Rollo, in great surprise. “Do horses have to _learn_ +to work? Why, they have nothing to do but to pull.” + +“Why, suppose,” said his father, “that he should dart off at once as soon +as he is harnessed, and pull with all his strength, and furiously.” + +“O, he must not do so: he must pull gently and slowly.” + +“Well, suppose he pulls gently a minute, and then stops and looks round, +and then I tell him to go on, and he pulls a minute again, and then stops +and looks round.” + +“O no,” said Rollo, laughing, “he must not do so; he must keep pulling +steadily all the time.” + +“Yes, so you see he has something more to do than merely to pull; he must +pull right, and he must be taught to do this. Besides, he must learn to +obey all my various commands. Why, a horse needs to be taught to work as +much as a boy.” + +“Why, father, I can work; and I have never been taught.” + +“O no,” said his father, smiling, “you cannot work.” + +“I can plant beans,” said Rollo. + +Just then, Rollo, who was all this time riding on the horse, looked down +from his high seat into a little bush by the side of the road, and saw +there a little bunch that looked like a birdsnest; and he said, “O, +father, please to take me down; I want to look at that birdsnest.” + +His father knew that he would not hurt the birdsnest; so he took him off +of the horse, and put him on the ground. Then he walked on with the horse, +and Rollo turned back to see the nest. He climbed up upon a log that lay +by the side of the bush, and then gently opened the branches and looked +in. Four little, unfledged birds lifted up their heads, and opened their +mouths wide. They heard the noise which Rollo made, and thought it was +their mother come to feed them. + +“Ah, you little dickeys,” said Rollo; “hungry, are you? _I_ have not got +any thing for you to eat.” + +Rollo looked at them a little while, and then slowly got down and walked +along up the lane, saying to himself, “_They_ are not big enough to work, +at any rate, but _I_ am, I know, and I do not believe but that _Elky_ is.” + + + + +Preparations. + + +When Rollo got back into the yard, he found his father just getting into +the wagon to go away. Jonas stood by the horse, having just finished +harnessing him. + +“Father,” said Rollo, “I can work. You thought I could not work, but I +can. I am going to work to-day while you are gone.” + +“Are you?” said his father. “Very well; I should be glad to have you.” + +“What should you like to have me do?” asked Rollo. + +“O, you may pick up chips, or pile that short wood in the shed. But stand +back from the wheel, for I am going to start now.” + +So Rollo stood back, and his father drew up the reins which Jonas had just +put into his hands, and guided the horse slowly and carefully out of the +yard. Rollo ran along behind the wagon as far as the gate, to see his +father go off, and stood there a few minutes, watching him as he rode +along, until he disappeared at a turn in the road. He then came back to +the yard, and sat down on a log by the side of Jonas, who was busily at +work mending the wheelbarrow. + +Rollo sat singing to himself for some time, and then he said, + +“Jonas, father thinks I am not big enough to work; don’t you think I am?” + +“I don’t know,” said Jonas, hesitating. “You do not seem to be very +industrious just now.” + +“O, I am resting now,” said Rollo; “I am going to work pretty soon.” + +“What are you resting from?” said Jonas. + +“O, I am resting because I am tired.” + +“What are you tired of?” said Jonas. “What have you been doing?” + +Rollo had no answer at hand, for he had not been doing any thing at all. +The truth was, it was pleasanter for him to sit on the log and sing, and +see Jonas mend the wheelbarrow, than to go to work himself; and he mistook +that feeling for being tired. Boys often do so when they are set to work. + +Rollo, finding that he had no excuse for sitting there any longer, +presently got up, and sauntered along towards the house, saying that he +was going to work, picking up chips. + +Now there was, in a certain corner of the yard, a considerable space +covered with chips, which were the ones that Rollo had to pick up. He knew +that his father wished to have them put into a kind of a bin in the shed, +called the _chip-bin_. So he went into the house for a basket. + +He found his mother busy; and she said she could not go and get a basket +for him; but she told him the chip-basket was probably in its place in the +shed, and he might go and get that. + +“But,” said Rollo, “that is too large. I cannot lift that great basket +full of chips.” + +“You need not fill it full then,” said his mother. “Put in just as many as +you can easily carry.” + +Rollo still objected, saying that he wanted her very much to go and get a +smaller one. He could not work without a smaller one. + +“Very well,” said she, “I would rather that you should not work then. The +interruption to me to get up now, and go to look for a smaller basket, +will be greater than all the good you will do in picking up chips.” + +Rollo then told her that his father wanted him to work, and he related to +her all the conversation they had had. She then thought that she had +better do all in her power to give Rollo a fair experiment; so she left +her work, went down, got him a basket which he said was just big enough, +and left him at the door, going out to his work in the yard. + + + + +A Bad Beginning. + + +Rollo sat down on the chips, and began picking them up, all around him, +and throwing them into his basket. He soon filled it up, and then lugged +it in, emptied it into the chip-bin, and then returned, and began to fill +it again. + +He had not got his basket more than half full the second time, before he +came upon some very large chips, which were so square and flat, that he +thought they would be good to build houses with. He thought he would just +try them a little, and began to stand them up in such a manner as to make +the four walls of a house. He found, however, an unexpected difficulty; +for although the chips were large and square, yet the edges were so sharp +that they would not stand up very well. + +Some time was spent in trying experiments with them in various ways; but +he could not succeed very well; so he began again industriously to put +them into his basket. + +When he got the basket nearly full, the second time, he thought he was +tired, and that it would be a good plan to take a little time for rest; +and he would go and see Jonas a little while. + +Now his various interruptions and delays, his conversation with his +mother, the delay in getting the basket, and his house-building, had +occupied considerable time; so that, when he went back to Jonas, it was +full half an hour from the time when he left him; and he found that Jonas +had finished mending the wheelbarrow, and had put it in its place, and was +just going away himself into the field. + +“Well, Rollo,” said he, “how do you get along with your work?” + +“O, very well,” said Rollo; “I have been picking up chips all the time +since I went away from you.” + +Rollo did not mean to tell a falsehood. But he was not aware how much of +his time he had idled away. + +“And how many have you got in?” said Jonas. + +“Guess,” said Rollo. + +“Six baskets full,” said Jonas. + +“No,” said Rollo. + +“Eight.” + +“No; not so many.” + +“How many, then?” said Jonas, who began to be tired of guessing. + +“Two; that is, I have got one in, and the other is almost full.” + +“Only two?” said Jonas. “Then you cannot have worked very steadily. Come +here and I will show you how to work.” + + + + +What Rollo Might Do. + + +So Jonas walked along to the chips, and asked Rollo to fill up that +basket, and carry it, and then come back, and he would tell him. + +So Rollo filled up the basket, carried it to the bin, and came back very +soon. Jonas told him then to fill it up again as full as it was before. + +“There,” said Jonas, when it was done, “now it is as full as the other +was, and I should think you have been less than two minutes in doing it. +We will call it two minutes. Two minutes for each basket full would make +thirty baskets full in an hour. Now, I don’t think there are more than +thirty baskets full in all; so that, if you work steadily, but without +hurrying any, you would get them all in in an hour.” + +“In an hour?” said Rollo. “Could I get them all in in an hour?” + +“Yes,” said Jonas, “I have no doubt you can. But you must not hurry and +get tired out. Work moderately, but _steadily_;--that is the way.” + +So Jonas went to the field, leaving Rollo to go on with his thirty +baskets. Rollo thought it would be a fine thing to get the chips all in +before his father should come home, and he went to work very busily +filling his basket the third time. + +“I can do it quicker,” said he to himself. “I can fill the basket a great +deal faster than that. I will get it all done in half an hour.” + +So he began to throw in the chips as fast as possible, taking up very +large ones too, and tossing them in in any way. Now it happened that he +did fill it this time very quick; for the basket being small, and the +chips that he now selected very large, they did not pack well, but lay up +in every direction, so as apparently to fill up the basket quite full, +when, in fact, there were great empty spaces in it; and when he took it up +to carry it, it felt very light, because it was in great part empty. + +He ran along with it, forgetting Jonas’s advice not to hurry, and thinking +that the reason why it seemed so light was because he was so strong. When +he got to the coal-bin, the chips would not come out easily. They were so +large that they had got wedged between the sides of the basket, and he had +hard work to get them out. + +This fretted him, and cooled his ardor somewhat; he walked back rather +slowly, and began again to fill his basket. + + + + +A New Plan. + + +Before he had got many chips in it, however, he happened to think that the +wheelbarrow would be a better thing to get them in with. They would not +stick in that as they did in the basket. “Men always use a wheelbarrow,” +he said to himself, “and why should not I?” + +So he turned the chips out of his basket, thus losing so much labor, and +went after the wheelbarrow. He spent some time in looking to see how Jonas +had mended it, and then he attempted to wheel it along to the chips. He +found it quite heavy; but he contrived to get it along, and after losing +considerable time in various delays, he at last had it fairly on the +ground, and began to fill it. + +He found that the chips would go into the wheelbarrow beautifully, and he +was quite pleased with his own ingenuity in thinking of it. He thought he +would take a noble load, and so he filled it almost full, but it took a +long time to do it, for the wheelbarrow was so large that he got tired, +and stopped several times to rest. + +When, at length, it was full, he took hold of the handles, and lifted away +upon it. He found it very heavy. He made another desperate effort, and +succeeded in raising it from the ground a little; but unluckily, as +wheelbarrows are very apt to do when the load is too heavy for the +workman, it tipped down to one side, and, though Rollo exerted all his +strength to save it, it was in vain. + +[Illustration: Too Heavy.] + +Over went the wheelbarrow, and about half of the chips were poured out +upon the ground again. + +“O dear me!” said Rollo; “I wish this wheelbarrow was not so heavy.” + +He sat down on the side of the wheelbarrow for a time in despair. He had a +great mind to give up work for that day. He thought he had done enough; he +was tired. But, then, when he reflected that he had only got in three +small baskets of chips, and that his father would see that it was really +true, as he had supposed, that Rollo could not work, he felt a little +ashamed to stop. + +So he tipped the wheelbarrow back, which he could easily do now that the +load was half out, and thought he would wheel those along, and take the +rest next time. + +By great exertions he contrived to stagger along a little way with this +load, until presently the wheel settled into a little low place in the +path, and he could not move it any farther. This worried and troubled him +again. He tried to draw the wheelbarrow back, as he had often seen Jonas +do in similar cases, but in vain. It would not move back or forwards. Then +he went round to the wheel, and pulled upon that; but it would not do. The +wheel held its place immovably. + +Rollo sat down on the grass a minute or two, wishing that he had not +touched the wheelbarrow. It was unwise for him to have left his basket, +his regular and proper mode of carrying the chips, to try experiments with +the wheelbarrow, which he was not at all accustomed to. And now the proper +course for him to have taken, would have been to leave the wheelbarrow +where it was, go and get the basket, take out the chips from the +wheelbarrow, and carry them, a basket full at a time, to the bin, then +take the wheelbarrow to its place, and go on with his work in the way he +began. + +But Rollo, like all other boys who have not learned to work, was more +inclined to get somebody to help him do what was beyond his own strength, +than to go quietly on alone in doing what he himself was able to do. So he +left the wheelbarrow, and went into the house to try to find somebody to +help him. + +He came first into the kitchen, where Mary was at work getting dinner, and +he asked her to come out and help him get his wheelbarrow out of a hole. +Mary said she could not come then, but, if he would wait a few minutes, +she would. Rollo could not wait, but went off in pursuit of his mother. + +“Mother,” said he, as he opened the door into her chamber, “could not you +come out and help me get my wheelbarrow along?” + +“What wheelbarrow?” said his mother. + +“Why, the great wheelbarrow. I am wheeling chips in it, and I cannot get +it along.” + +“I thought you were picking up chips in the basket I got for you.” + +“Yes, mother, I did a little while; but I thought I could get them along +faster with the wheelbarrow.” + +“And, instead of that, it seems you cannot get them along at all.” + +“Why, mother, it is only one little place. It is in a little hole. If I +could only get it out of that little hole, it would go very well.” + +“But it seems to me you are not a very profitable workman, Rollo, after +all. You wanted me very much to go and get you a small basket, because the +common basket was too large and heavy; so I left my work, and went and got +it for you. But you soon lay it aside, and go, of your own accord, and get +something heavier than the common chip-basket, a great deal. And now I +must leave my work and go down and wheel it along for you.” + +“Only this once, mother. If you can get it out of this hole for me, I will +be careful not to let it get in again.” + +“Well,” said his mother at length, “I will go. Though the common way with +wagoners, when they get their loads into difficulty, is to throw a part +off until they lighten it sufficiently, and then go on. I will go this +time; but if you get into difficulty again, you must get out yourself.” + +So Rollo and his mother went down together, and she took hold of the +wheelbarrow, and soon got it out. She advised Rollo not to use the +wheelbarrow, but to return to his basket, but yet wished him to do just as +he thought best himself. + +When she had returned to the house, Rollo went on with his load, slowly +and with great difficulty. He succeeded, however, in working it along +until he came to the edge of the platform which was before the shed door, +where he was to carry in his chips. Here, of course, he was at a complete +stand, as he could not get the wheel up such a high step; so he sat down +on the edge of the platform, not knowing what to do next. + +He could not go to his mother, for she had told him that she could not +help him again; so, on the whole, he concluded that he would not pick up +chips any more; he would pile the wood. He recollected that his father had +told him that he might either pick up chips or pile wood; and the last, he +thought, would be much easier. + +“I shall not have any thing to carry or to wheel at all,” said he to +himself, “and so I shall not have any of these difficulties.” + +So he left his wheelbarrow where it was, at the edge of the platform, +intending to ask Jonas to get it up for him when he should come home. He +went into the shed, and began to pile up the wood. + +It was some very short, small wood, prepared for a stove in his mother’s +chamber, and he knew where his father wanted to have it piled--back +against the side of the shed, near where the wood was lying Jonas had +thrown it down there in a heap as he had sawed and split it. + + + + +Hirrup! Hirrup! + + +He began to lay the wood regularly upon the ground where his pile was to +be, and for a few minutes went on very prosperously. But presently he +heard a great trampling in the street, and ran out to see what it was, and +found that it was a large herd of cattle driving by--oxen and cows, and +large and small calves. They filled the whole road as they walked slowly +along, and Rollo climbed up upon the fence, by the side of the gate, to +look at them. He was much amused to see so large a herd, and he watched +all their motions. Some stopped to eat by the road side; some tried to run +off down the lane, but were driven back by boys with long whips, who ran +after them. Others would stand still in the middle of the road and bellow, +and here and there two or three would be seen pushing one another with +their horns, or running up upon a bank by the road side. + +Presently Rollo heard a commotion among the cattle at a little distance, +and, looking that way, saw that Jonas was in among them, with a stick, +driving the about, and calling out, HIRRUP! HIRRUP! At first he could not +think what he was doing; but presently he saw that their own cow had got +in among the others, and Jonas was trying to get her out. + +Some of the men who were driving the herd helped him, and they succeeded, +at length, in getting her away by herself, by the side of the road. The +rest of the cattle moved slowly on, and when they were fairly by, Jonas +called out to Rollo to open the gate and then run away. + +Rollo did, accordingly, open the gate and run up the yard, and presently +he saw the cow coming in, with Jonas after her. + +“Jonas,” said Rollo, “how came our cow in among all those?” + +“She got out of the pasture somehow,” said Jonas, in reply, “and I must go +and drive her back. How do you get along with your chips?” + +“O, not very well. I want you to help me get the wheelbarrow up on the +platform.” + +“The wheelbarrow!” said Jonas. “Are you doing it with the wheelbarrow?” + +“No. I am not picking up chips now at all. I am piling wood. I _did_ have +the wheelbarrow.” + +In the mean time, the cow walked along through the yard and out of the +gate into the field, and Jonas said he must go on immediately after her, +to drive her back into the pasture, and put up the fence, and so he could +not stop to help Rollo about the chips; but he would just look in and see +if he was piling the wood right. + +He accordingly just stepped a moment to the shed door, and looked at +Rollo’s work. “That will do very well,” said he; “only you must put the +biggest ends of the sticks outwards, or it will all tumble down.” + +So saying, he turned away, and walked off fast after the cow. + + + + +An Overturn. + + +Rollo stood looking at him for some time, wishing that he was going too. +But he knew that he must not go without his mother’s leave, and that, if +he should go in to ask her, Jonas would have gone so far that he should +not be able to overtake him. So he went back to his wood-pile. + +He piled a little more, and as he piled he wondered what Jonas meant by +telling him to put the largest ends outwards. He took up a stick which had +a knot on one end, which made that end much the largest, and laid it on +both ways, first with the knot back against the side of the shed, and then +with the knot in front, towards himself. He did not see but that the stick +lay as steadily in one position as in the other. + +“Jonas was mistaken,” said he. “It is a great deal better to put the big +ends back. Then they are out of sight; all the old knots are hid, and the +pile looks handsomer in front.” + +So he went on, putting the sticks upon the pile with the biggest ends back +against the shed. By this means the back side of the pile began soon to be +the highest, and the wood slanted forward, so that, when it was up nearly +as high as his head, it leaned forward so as to be quite unsteady. Rollo +could not imagine what made his pile act so. He thought he would put on +one stick more, and then leave it. But, as he was putting on this stick, +he found that the whole pile was very unsteady. He put his hand upon it, +and shook it a little, to see if it was going to fall, when he found it +was coming down right upon him, and had just time to spring back before it +fell. + +He did not get clear, however; for, as he stepped suddenly back, he +tumbled over the wood which was lying on the ground, and fell over +backwards; and a large part of the pile came down upon him. + +He screamed out with fright and pain, for he bruised himself a little in +falling; though the wood which fell upon him was so small and light that +it did not do much serious injury. + +Rollo stopped crying pretty soon, and went into the house; and that +evening, when his father came home, he went to him, and said, + +“Father, you were right, after all; I _don’t_ know how to work any better +than Elky.” + + + + + +THE TWO LITTLE WHEELBARROWS. + + + + +Rides. + + +Rollo often used to ride out with his father and mother. When he was quite +a small boy, he did not know how to manage so as to get frequent rides. He +used to keep talking, himself, a great deal, and interrupting his father +and mother, when they wanted to talk; and if he was tired, he would +complain, and ask them, again and again, when they should get home. Then +he was often thirsty, and would tease his father and mother for water, in +places where there was no water to be got, and then fret because he was +obliged to wait a little while. In consequence of this, his father and +mother did not take him very often. When they wanted a quiet, still, +pleasant ride, they had to leave Rollo behind. A great many children act +just as Rollo did, and thus deprive themselves of a great many very +pleasant rides. + +Rollo observed, however, that his uncle almost always took Lucy with him +when he went to ride. And one day, when he was playing in the yard where +Jonas was at work setting out trees, he saw his uncle riding by, with +another person in the chaise, and Lucy sitting between them on a little +low seat. Lucy smiled and nodded as she went by; and when she had gone, +Rollo said, + +“There goes Lucy, taking a ride. Uncle almost always takes her, when he +goes any where. I wonder why father does not take me as often.” + +“I know why,” said Jonas. + +“What is the reason?” said Rollo. + +“Because you are troublesome, and Lucy is not. If I was a boy like you, I +should manage so as almost always to ride with my father.” + +“Why, what should you do?” said Rollo. + +“Why, in the first place, I should never find fault with my seat. I should +sit exactly where they put me, without any complaint. Then I should not +talk much, and I should _never_ interrupt them when they were talking. If +I saw any thing on the road that I wanted to ask about, I should wait +until I had a good opportunity to do it without disturbing their +conversation; and then, if I wanted any thing to eat or drink, I should +not ask for it, unless I was in a place where they could easily get it for +me. Thus I should not be any trouble to them, and so they would let me go +almost always.” + +Rollo was silent. He began to recollect how much trouble he had given his +parents, when riding with them, without thinking of it at the time. He did +not say any thing to Jonas about it, but he secretly resolved to try +Jonas’s experiment the very next time he went to ride. + +He did so, and in a very short time his father and mother both perceived +that there was, some how or other, a great change in his manners. He had +ceased to be troublesome, and had become quite a pleasant travelling +companion. And the effect was exactly as Jonas had foretold. His father +and mother liked very much to have such a still, pleasant little boy +sitting between them; and at last they began almost to think they could +not have a pleasant ride themselves, unless Rollo was with them. + +They used to put a little cricket in, upon the bottom of the chaise, for +Rollo to sit upon; but this was not very convenient, and so one day +Rollo’s father said that, now Rollo had become so pleasant a boy to ride +with them, he would have a little seat made on purpose for him. “In fact,” +said he, “I will take the chaise down to the corporal’s to-night, and see +if he cannot do it for me.” + +“And may I go with you?” said Rollo. + +“Yes,” said his father, “you may.” + +Rollo was always very much pleased when his father let him go to the +corporal’s. + + + + +The Corporal’s. + + +But perhaps the reader will like to know who this corporal was that Rollo +was so desirous of going to see. He was an old soldier, who had become +disabled in the wars, so that he could not go out to do very hard work, +but was very ingenious in making and mending things, and he had a little +shop down by the mill, where he used to work. + +Rollo often went there with Jonas, to carry a chair to be mended, or to +get a lock or latch put in order; and sometimes to buy a basket, or a +rake, or some simple thing that the corporal knew how to make. A corporal, +you must know, is a kind of an officer in a company. This man had been +such an officer; and so they always called him the corporal. I never knew +what his other name was. + +That evening Rollo and his father set off in the chaise to go to the +corporal’s. It was not very far. They rode along by some very pleasant +farm-houses, and came at length to the house where Georgie lived. They +then went down the hill; but, just before they came to the bridge, they +turned off among the trees, into a secluded road, which led along the bank +of the stream. After going on a short distance, they came out into a kind +of opening among the trees, where a mill came into view, by the side of +the stream; and opposite to it, across the road, under the trees, was the +corporal’s little shop. + +The trees hung over the shop, and behind it there was a high rocky hill +almost covered with forest trees. Between the shop and the mill they could +see the road winding along a little way still farther up the stream, until +it was lost in the woods. + +[Illustration: The Corporal’s] + +As soon as Rollo came in sight of the shop, he saw a little wheelbarrow +standing up by the side of the door. It was just large enough for him, and +he called out for his father to look at it. + +“It is a very pretty little wheelbarrow,” said his father. + +“I wish you would buy it for me. How much do you suppose the corporal asks +for it?” + +“We will talk with him about it,” said his father. + +So saying, they drove up to the side of the road near the mill, and +fastened the horse at a post. Then Rollo clambered down out of the chaise, +and he and his father walked into the shop. + +They found the corporal busily at work mending a chair-bottom. Rollo stood +by, much pleased to see him weave in the flags, while his father explained +to the corporal that he wanted a small seat made in front, in his chaise. + +“I do not know whether you can do it, or not,” said he. + +“What sort of a seat do you want?” + +“I thought,” said he, “that you might make a little seat, with two legs to +it in front, and then fasten the back side of it to the front of the +chaise-box.” + +“Yes,” said the corporal, “that will do I think; but I must have a little +blacksmith work to fasten the seat properly behind, so that you can slip +it out when you are not using it. Let us go and see.” + +So the corporal rose to go out and see the chaise, and as they passed by +the wheelbarrow at the door, as they went out, Rollo asked him what was +the price of that little wheelbarrow. + +“That is not for sale, my little man. That is engaged. But I can make you +one, if your father likes. I ask three quarters of a dollar for them.” + +Rollo looked at it very wishfully, and the corporal told him that he might +try it if he chose. “Wheel it about,” said he, “while your father and I +are looking at the chaise.” + +So Rollo trundled the wheelbarrow up and down the road with great +pleasure. It was light, and it moved easily. He wished he had such a one. +It would not tip over, he said, like that great heavy one at home; he +thought he could wheel it even if it was full of stones. He ran down with +it to the shore of the stream, where there were plenty of stones lying, +intending to load it up, and try it. But when he got there, he recollected +that he had not had liberty to put any thing in it; and so he determined +at once that he would not. + +Just then his father called him. So he wheeled the wheelbarrow back to its +place, and told the corporal that he liked it very much. He wanted his +father to engage one for him then, but he did not ask him. He thought +that, as he had already expressed a wish for one, it would be better not +to say any thing about it again, but to wait and let his father do as he +pleased. + +As they were going home, his father said, + +“That was a very pretty wheelbarrow, Rollo, I think myself.” + +“Yes, it was beautiful, father. It was so light, and went so easy! I wish +you would buy me one, father.” + +“I would, my son, but I think a wheelbarrow will give you more pleasure at +some future time, than it will now.” + +“When do you mean?” + +“When you have learned to work.” + +“But I want the wheelbarrow to _play_ with.” + +“I know you do; but you would take a great deal more solid and permanent +satisfaction in such a thing, if you were to use it for doing some useful +work.” + +“When shall I learn to work, father?” said Rollo. + +“I have been thinking that it is full time now. You are about six years +old, and they say that a boy of _seven_ years old is able to earn his +living.” + +“Well, father, I wish you would teach me to work. What should you do +first?” + +“The first lesson would be to teach you to do some common, easy work, +_steadily_.” + +“Why, father, I can do that now, without being taught.” + +“I think you are mistaken about that. A boy works steadily when he goes +directly forward in his work, without stopping to rest, or to contrive new +ways of doing it, or to see other people, or to talk. Now, do you think +you could work steadily an hour, without stopping for any of these +reasons?” + +“Why--yes,” said Rollo. + +“I will try you to-morrow,” said his father. + + + + +The Old Nails. + + +The next morning, after breakfast, Rollo’s father told him he was ready +for him to go to his work. He took a small basket in his hand, and led +Rollo out into the barn, and told him to wait there a few minutes, and he +would bring him something to do. + +Rollo sat down on a little bundle of straw, wondering what his work was +going to be. + +Presently his father came back, bringing in his hands a box full of old +nails, which he got out of an old store-room, in a corner of the barn. He +brought it along, and set it down on the barn floor. + +“Why, father,” said Rollo, “what am I going to do with those old nails?” + +“You are going to _sort_ them. Here are a great many kinds, all together. +I want them all picked over--those that are alike put by themselves. I +will tell you exactly how to do it.” + +Rollo put his hand into the box, and began to pick up some of the nails, +and look them over, while his father was speaking; but his father told him +to put them down, and not begin until he had got all his directions. + +“You must listen,” said he, “and understand the directions now, for I +cannot tell you twice.” + +He then took a little wisp of straw, and brushed away a clean place upon +the barn floor, and then poured down the nails upon it. + +“O, how many nails!” said Rollo. + +His father then took up a handful of them, and showed Rollo that there +were several different sizes; and he placed them down upon the floor in +little heaps, each size by itself. Those that were crooked also he laid +away in a separate pile. + +“Now, Rollo,” said he, “I want you to go to work sorting these nails, +steadily and industriously, until they are all done. There are not more +than three or four kinds of nails, and you can do them pretty fast if you +work _steadily_, and do not get to playing with them. If you find any +pieces of iron, or any thing else that you do not know what to do with, +lay them aside, and go on with the nails. Do you understand it all?” + +Rollo said he did, and so his father left him, and went into the house. +Rollo sat down upon the clean barn floor, and began his task. + +“I don’t think this is any great thing,” said he; “I can do this easily +enough;” and he took up some of the nails, and began to arrange them as +his father had directed. + +But Rollo did not perceive what the real difficulty in his task was. It +was, indeed, very easy to see what nails were large, and what were small, +and what were of middle size, and to put them in their proper heaps. There +was nothing very hard in that. The difficulty was, that, after having +sorted a few, it would become tedious and tiresome work, doing it there +all alone in the barn,--picking out old nails, with nobody to help him, +and nobody to talk to, and nothing to see, but those little heaps of rusty +iron on the floor. + +This, I say, was the real trouble; and Rollo’s father knew, when he set +his little boy about it, that he would soon get very tired of it, and, not +being accustomed to any thing but play, would not persevere. + +And so it was. Rollo sorted out a few, and then he began to think that it +was rather tiresome to be there all alone; and he thought it would be a +good plan for him to go and ask his father to let him go and get his +cousin James to come and help him. + +He accordingly laid down the nails he had in his hand, and went into the +house, and found his father writing at a table. + +“What is the matter now?” said his father. + +“Why, father,” said Rollo, “I thought I should like to have James come and +help me, if you are willing;--we can get them done so much quicker if +there are two.” + +“But my great object is, not to get the nails sorted very quick, but to +teach you patient industry. I know it is tiresome for you to be alone, but +that is the very reason why I wish you to be alone. I want you to learn to +persevere patiently in doing any thing, even if it is tiresome. What I +want to teach you is, to _work_, not to _play_.” + +Rollo felt disappointed, but he saw that his father was right, and he went +slowly back to his task. He sorted out two or three handfuls more, but he +found there was no pleasure in it, and he began to be very sorry his +father had set him at it. + +Having no heart for his work, he did not go on with alacrity, and of +course made very slow progress. He ought to have gone rapidly forward, and +not thought any thing about the pleasantness or unpleasantness of it, but +only been anxious to finish the work, and please his father. Instead of +that, he only lounged over it--looked at the heap of nails, and sighed to +think how large it was. He could not sort all those, possibly, he said. He +knew he could not. It would take him forever. + +Still he could not think of any excuse for leaving his work again, until, +after a little while, he came upon a couple of screws. “And now what shall +I do with these?” said he. + +He took the screws, and laid them side by side, to measure them, so as to +see which was the largest. Then he rolled them about a little, and after +playing with them for a little time, during which, of course, his work was +entirely neglected, he concluded he would go and ask his father what he +was to do with screws. + +He accordingly walked slowly along to the house, stopping to look at the +grasshoppers and butterflies by the way. After wasting some time in this +manner, he appeared again at his father’s table, and wanted to know what +he should do with the _screws_ that he found among the nails. + +“You ought not to have left your work to come and ask that question,” said +his father. “I am afraid you are not doing very well. I gave you all the +necessary instructions. Go back to your work.” + +“But, father,” said Rollo, “as he went out, I do not know what I am to do +with the screws. You did not say any thing about screws.” + +“Then why do you leave your work to ask me any thing about them?” + +“Why,--because,--” said Rollo, hesitating. He did not know what to say. + +“Your work is to sort out the _nails_, and I expect, by your coming to me +for such frivolous reasons, that you are not going on with it very well.” + +Rollo went slowly out of the room, and sauntered along back to his work. +He put the screws aside, and went on with the nails, but he did very +little. When the heart is not in the work, it always goes on very slowly. + +Thus an hour or two of the forenoon passed away, and Rollo made very +little progress. At last his father came out to see what he had done; and +it was very plain that he had been idling away his time, and had +accomplished very little indeed. + +His father then said that he might leave his work and come in. Rollo +walked along by the side of his father, and he said to him-- + +“I see, Rollo, that I shall not succeed in teaching you to work +industriously, without something more than kind words.” + +Rollo knew not what to say, and so he was silent. He felt guilty and +ashamed. + +“I gave you work to do which was very easy and plain, but you have been +leaving it repeatedly for frivolous reasons; and even while you were over +your work, you have not been industrious. Thus you have wasted your +morning entirely; you have neither done work nor enjoyed play. + +“I was afraid it would be so,” he continued. “Very few boys can be taught +to work industriously, without being compelled; though I hoped that my +little Rollo could have been. But as it is, as I find that persuasion will +not do, I must do something more decided. I should do very wrong to let +you grow up an idle boy; and it is time for you to begin to learn to do +something besides play.” + +He said this in a kind, but very serious tone, and it was plain he was +much displeased. He told Rollo, a minute or two after, that he might go, +then, where he pleased, and that he would consider what he should do, and +tell him some other time. + + + + +A Conversation. + + +That evening, when Rollo was just going to bed, his father took him up in +his lap, and told him he had concluded what to do. + +“You see it is very necessary,” said he, “that you should have the power +of confining yourself steadily and patiently to a single employment, even +if it does not amuse you. _I_ have to do that, and all people have to do +it, and you must learn to do it, or you will grow up indolent and useless. +You cannot do it now, it is very plain. If I set you to doing any thing, +you go on as long as the novelty and the amusement last, and then your +patience is gone, and you contrive every possible excuse for getting away +from your task. Now, I am going to give you one hour’s work to do, every +forenoon and afternoon. I shall give you such things to do, as are +perfectly plain and easy, so that you will have no excuse for neglecting +your work or leaving it. But yet I shall choose such things as will afford +you no amusement; for I want you to learn to _work_, not play.” + +“But, father,” said Rollo, “you told me there was pleasure in work, the +other day. But how can there be any pleasure in it, if you choose such +things as have no amusement in them, at all?” + +“The pleasure of working,” said his father, “is not the fun of doing +amusing things, but the satisfaction and solid happiness of being faithful +in duty, and accomplishing some useful purpose. For example, if I were to +lose my pocket-book on the road, and should tell you to walk back a mile, +and look carefully all the way until you found it, and if you did it +faithfully and carefully, you would find a kind of satisfaction in doing +it; and when you found the pocket-book, and brought it back to me, you +would enjoy a high degree of happiness. Should not you?” + +“Why, yes, sir, I should,” said Rollo. + +“And yet there would be no _amusement_ in it. You might, perhaps, the next +day, go over the same road, catching butterflies: that would be amusement. +Now, the pleasure you would enjoy in looking for the pocket-book, would be +the solid satisfaction of useful work. The pleasure of catching +butterflies would be the amusement of play. Now, the difficulty is, with +you, that you have scarcely any idea, yet, of the first. You are all the +time looking for the other, that is, the amusement. You begin to work when +I give you any thing to do, but if you do not find _amusement_ in it, you +soon give it up. But if you would only persevere, you would find, at +length, a solid satisfaction, that would be worth a great deal more.” + +Rollo sat still, and listened, but his father saw, from his looks, that he +was not much interested in what he was saying; and he perceived that it +was not at all probable that so small a boy could be _reasoned_ into +liking work. In fact, it was rather hard for Rollo to understand all that +his father said,--and still harder for him to feel the force of it. He +began to grow sleepy, and so his father let him go to bed. + + + + +Rollo Learns to Work at Last. + + +The next day his father gave him his work. He was to begin at ten o’clock, +and work till eleven, gathering beans in the garden. His father went out +with him, and waited to see how long it took him to gather half a pint, +and then calculated how many he could gather in an hour, if he was +industrious. Rollo knew that if he failed now, he should be punished in +some way, although his father did not say any thing about punishment. When +he was set at work the day before, about the nails, he was making an +experiment, as it were, and he did not expect to be actually punished if +he failed; but now he knew that he was under orders, and must obey. + +So he worked very diligently, and when his father came out at the end of +the hour, he found that Rollo had got rather more beans than he had +expected. Rollo was much gratified to see his father pleased; and he +carried in his large basket full of beans to show his mother, with great +pleasure. Then he went to play, and enjoyed himself very highly. + +The next morning, his father said to him, + +“Well, Rollo, you did very well yesterday; but doing right once is a very +different thing from forming a habit of doing right. I can hardly expect +you will succeed as well to-day; or, if you should to-day, that you will +to-morrow.” + +Rollo thought he should. His work was to pick up all the loose stones in +the road, and carry them, in a basket, to a great heap of stones behind +the barn. But he was not quite faithful. His father observed him playing +several times. He did not speak to him, however, until the hour was over, +and then he called him in. + +“Rollo,” said he, “you have failed to-day. You have not been very idle, +but have not been industrious; and the punishment which I have concluded +to try first, is, to give you only bread and water for dinner.” + +So, when dinner time came, and the family sat down to the good beefsteak +and apple-pie which was upon the table, Rollo knew that he was not to +come. He felt very unhappy, but he did not cry. His father called him, and +cut off a good slice of bread, and put into his hands, and told him he +might go and eat it on the steps of the back door. “If you should be +thirsty,” he added, “you may ask Mary to give you some water.” + +Rollo took the bread, and went out, and took his solitary seat on the +stone step leading into the back yard, and, in spite of all his efforts to +prevent it, the tears would come into his eyes. He thought of his guilt in +disobeying his father, and he felt unhappy to think that his father and +mother were seated together at their pleasant table, and that he could not +come because he had been an undutiful son. He determined that he would +never be unfaithful in his work again. + +He went on, after this, several days, very well. His father gave him +various kinds of work to do, and he began at last to find a considerable +degree of satisfaction in doing it. He found, particularly, that he +enjoyed himself a great deal more after his work than before, and whenever +he saw what he had done, it gave him pleasure. After he had picked up the +loose stones before the house, for instance, he drove his hoop about +there, with unusual satisfaction; enjoying the neat and tidy appearance of +the road much more than he would have done if Jonas had cleared it. In +fact, in the course of a month, Rollo became quite a faithful and +efficient little workman. + + + + +The Corporal’s Again. + + +“Now,” said his father to him one day, after he had been doing a fine job +of wood-piling,--“now we will go and talk with the corporal about a +wheelbarrow. Or do you think you could find the way yourself?” + +Rollo said he thought he could. + +“Very well, you may go; I believe I shall let you have a wheelbarrow now, +and you can ask him how soon he can have it done.” + +Rollo clapped his hands, and capered about, and asked his father how long +he thought it would be before he could have it. + +“O, you will learn,” said he, “when you come to talk with the corporal.” + +“Do you think it will be a week?” + +“I think it probable that he could make one in less than a week,” said his +father, smiling. + +“Well, how soon?” said Rollo. + +“O, I cannot tell you: wait till you get to his shop, and then you will +see.” + +Rollo saw that, for some reason or other, his father was not inclined to +talk about the time when he should have his wheelbarrow, but he could not +think why; however, he determined to get the corporal to make it as quick +as he could, at any rate. + +It was about the middle of the afternoon that Rollo set off to go for his +wheelbarrow. His mother told him he might go and get his cousin James to +go with him if he chose. So he walked along towards the bridge, and, +instead of turning at once off there to go towards the mill, he went on +over the bridge towards the house where James lived. James came with him, +and they walked back very pleasantly together. + +When they got back across the bridge again, they turned off towards the +mill, talking about the wheelbarrow. Rollo told James about his learning +to work, and about his having seen the wheelbarrow at the corporal’s, and +how he trundled it about, and liked it very much. + +“I should like to see it very much,” said James. “I suppose I can, when we +get to the corporal’s shop.” + +“No,” said Rollo, “he said that that wheelbarrow was engaged; and I +suppose it has been taken away before this time.” + +Just then the corner of the corporal’s shop began to corner into view, and +presently the door came in sight, and James called out, + +“Yes, yes, there it is. I see it standing up by the side of the door.” + +“No,” said Rollo, “that is not it. That is a green one.” + +“What color was the wheelbarrow that you saw?” asked James. + +“It was not any color; it was not painted,” said Rollo. “I wonder whose +that wheelbarrow can be?” + +The boys walked along, and presently came to the door of the shop. They +opened the door, and went in. There was nobody there. + +Various articles were around the room. There was a bench at one side, near +a window; and there were a great many tools upon it, and upon shelves over +it. On another side of the shop was a lathe, a curious sort of a machine, +that the corporal used a great deal, in some of his nicest work. Then +there were a good many things there, which were sent in to be mended, such +as chairs, a spinning-wheel, boys’ sleds, and one or two large +wheelbarrows. + +The boys walked around the room a few minutes, looking at the various +things; and at last Rollo spied another little wheelbarrow, on a shelf. It +was very much like the one at the door, only it was painted green. + +Rollo said that that one looked exactly like the one he trundled when he +was there before, only it was green. + +“Perhaps he has painted it since,” said James; “let us go to the door, and +look at the other one, and see which is the biggest.” + +So they went to the door, and found that the blue one was a little the +biggest. + +Just then they saw the corporal coming across the road, with a hatchet in +his hand. He had been to grind it at the mill, where there was a +grindstone, that went round by water. + +“Ah, boys,” said he, “how do you do? Have you come for your wheelbarrow, +Rollo.” + +“Yes, sir,” said Rollo; “how soon can you get it done?” + +“Done? it is done now,” said he; “there it is.” And he took the blue +wheelbarrow, which was at the door, and set it down in the path. + +“That is not mine,” said Rollo, “is it?” + +“Yes,” said the corporal; “your father spoke for it a week ago.” + +Rollo took hold of his wheelbarrow, and began to wheel it along. He liked +it very much. + +[Illustration: Rollo Took Hold of His Wheelbarrow.] + +James said he wished he could have one too, and while Rollo was talking +with the corporal, he could not help looking at the green one on the +shelf, which he thought was just about as big as he should like. + +The corporal asked him if he wanted to see that one, and he took it down +for him. James took hold of the handles, and tried it a little, back and +forth on the floor, and then he said it was just about big enough for him. + +“Who is this for?” said he to the corporal. + +“I do not know,” said the corporal; “a gentleman bespoke it some time ago. +I do not know what his name is.” + +Just then he seemed to see somebody out of the window. + +“Ah! here he comes now!” he exclaimed suddenly. + +Just then the door opened, and whom should the boys see coming in, but +their uncle George! + +“Why, James,” said he, “have you got hold of your wheelbarrow already?” + +“_My_ wheelbarrow!” said James. “Is this mine?” + +“Yes,” said his uncle, “I got it made to give to you. But when I found +that Rollo was having one made, I waited for his to be done, so that you +might have them both together. So trundle them home.” + +So the boys set off on the run down the road, in fine style, with their +wheelbarrows trundling beautifully before them. + + + + + +CAUSEY-BUILDING. + + + + +Sand-Men. + + +Next to little wooden blocks, I think that good, clean sand is an +excellent thing for children to play with. When it is a little damp, it +will remain in any shape you put it in, and you can build houses and +cities, and make roads and canals in it. At any rate, Rollo and his cousin +James used to be very fond of going down to a certain place in the brook, +where there was plenty of sand, and playing in it. It was of a gray color, +and somewhat mixed with pebble-stones; but then they used to like the +pebble-stones very much to make walls with, and to stone up the little +wells which they made in the sand. + +One Wednesday afternoon, they were there playing very pleasantly with the +sand. They had been building a famous city, and, after amusing themselves +with it some time, they had knocked down the houses, and trampled the sand +all about again. James then said he meant to go to the barn and get his +horse-cart, and haul a load of sand to market. + +Now there was a place around behind a large rock near there, which the +boys called their barn; and Rollo and James went to it, and pulled out +their two little wheelbarrows, which they called their horse-carts. They +wheeled them down to the edge of the water, and began to take up the sand +by double handfuls, and put it in. + +When they had got their carts loaded, they began to wheel them around to +the trees, and stones, and bushes, saying, + +“Who’ll buy my sand?” + +“Who’ll buy my white sand?” + +“Who’ll buy my gray sand?” + +“Who’ll buy my black sand?” + +But they did not seem to find any purchaser; and at last Rollo said, +suddenly, + +“O, I know who will buy our sand.” + +“Who?” said James. + +“Mother.” + +“So she will,” said James. “We will wheel it up to the house.” + +So they set off, and began wheeling their loads of sand up the pathway +among the trees. They went on a little way, and presently stopped, and sat +down on a bank to rest. Here they found a number of flowers, which they +gathered and stuck up in the sand, so that their loads soon made a very +gay appearance. + +Just as they were going to set out again, Rollo said, + +“But, James, how are we going to get through the quagmire?” + +“O,” said James, “we can step along on the bank by the side of the path.” + +“No,” said Rollo; “for we cannot get our wheelbarrows along there.” + +“Why, yes,--we got them along there when we came down.” + +“But they were empty and light then; now they are loaded and heavy.” + +“So they are; but I think we can get along; it is not very muddy there +now.” + +The place which the boys called the quagmire, was a low place in the +pathway, where it was almost always muddy. This pathway was made by the +cows, going up and down to drink; and it was a good, dry, and hard path in +all places but one. This, in the spring of the year, was very wet and +miry; and, during the whole summer, it was seldom perfectly dry. The boys +called it the quagmire, and they used to get by on one side, in among the +bushes. + +They found that it was not very muddy at this time, and they contrived to +get through with their loads of sand, and soon got to the house. They +trundled their wheelbarrows up to the door leading out to the garden; and +Rollo knocked at the door. + +Now Rollo’s mother happened, at this time, to be sitting at the +back-parlor window, and she heard their voices as they came along the +yard. So, supposing the knocking was some of their play, she just looked +out of the window, and called out, + +“Who’s there?” + +“Some sand-men,” Rollo answered, “who have got some sand to sell.” + +His mother looked out of the window, and had quite a talk with them about +their sand; she asked them where it came from, what color it was, and +whether it was free from pebble-stones. The boys had to admit that there +were a good many pebble-stones in it, and that pebble-stones were not very +good to scour floors with. + + + + +The Gray Garden. + + +At last, Rollo’s mother recommended that they should carry the sand out to +a corner of the yard, where the chips used to be, and spread it out there, +and stick their flowers up in it for a garden. + +The boys liked this plan very much. “We can make walks and beds, +beautifully, in the sand,” said Rollo. “But, mother, do you think the +flowers will grow?” + +“No,” said his mother, “flowers will not grow in sand; but, as it is +rather a shady place, and you can water them occasionally, they will keep +green and bright a good many days, and then, you know, you can get some +more.” + +So the boys wheeled the sand out to the corner of the yard, took the +flowers out carefully, and then tipped the sand down and spread it out. +They tried to make walks and beds, but they found they had not got as much +sand as they wanted. So they concluded to go back and get some more. + +In fact, they found that, by getting a great many wheelbarrow loads of +sand, they could cover over the whole corner, and make a noble large place +for a sand-garden. And then, besides, as James said, when they were tired +of it for a garden, they could build cities there, instead of having to go +away down to the brook. + +So they went on wheeling their loads of sand, for an hour or two. James +had not learned to work as well as Rollo had, and he was constantly +wanting to stop, and run into the woods, or play in the water; but Rollo +told him it would be better to get all the sand up, first. They at last +got quite a great heap, and then went and got a rake and hoe to level it +down smooth. + +Thus the afternoon passed away; and at last Mary told the boys that they +must come and get ready for tea, for she was going to carry it in soon. + + + + +A Contract. + + +So Rollo and James brushed the loose sand from their clothes, and washed +their faces and hands, and went in. As tea was not quite ready, they sat +down on the front-door steps before Rollo’s father, who was then sitting +in his arm-chair in the entry, reading. + +He shut up the book, and began to talk with the boys. + +“Well, boys,” said he, “what have you been doing all this afternoon?” + +“O,” said Rollo, “we have been hard at work.” + +“And what have you been doing?” + +Rollo explained to his father that they had been making a sand-garden out +in a corner of the yard, and they both asked him to go with them and see +it. + +They all three accordingly went out behind the house, the children running +on before. + +“But, boys,” said Rollo’s father, as they went on, “how came your feet so +muddy?” + +“O,” said James, “they got muddy in the quagmire.” + +The boys explained how they could not go around the quagmire with their +loaded wheelbarrows, and so had to pick their way through it the best way +they could; and thus they got their shoes muddy a little; but they said +they were as careful as they could be. + +When they came to the sand-garden, Rollo’s father smiled to see the beds +and walks, and the rows of flowers stuck up in the sand. It made quite a +gay appearance. After looking at it some time, they went slowly back +again, and as they were walking across the yard, + +“Father,” said Rollo, “do you not think that is a pretty good garden?” + +“Why, yes,” said his father, “pretty good.” + +“Don’t you think we have worked pretty well?” + +“Why, I think I should call that play, not work.” + +“Not work!” said Rollo. “Is it not work to wheel up such heavy loads of +sand? You don’t know how heavy they were.” + +“I dare say it was hard; but boys _play_ hard, sometimes, as well as work +hard.” + +“But I should think ours, this afternoon, was work,” said Rollo. + +“Work,” replied his father, “is when you are engaged in doing any thing in +order to produce some useful result. When you are doing any thing only for +the amusement of it, without any useful result, it is play. Still, in one +sense, your wheeling the sand was work. But it was not very useful work; +you will admit that.” + +“Yes, sir,” said Rollo. + +“Well, boys, how should you like to do some useful work for me, with your +wheelbarrows? I will hire you.” + +“O, we should like that very much,” said James. “How much should you pay +us?” + +“That would depend upon how much work you do. I should pay you what the +work was fairly worth; as much as I should have to pay a man, if I were to +hire a man to do it.” + +“What should you give us to do?” said Rollo. + +“I don’t know. I should think of some job. How should you like to fill up +the quagmire?” + +“Fill up the quagmire!” said Rollo. “How could we do that?” + +“You might fill it up with stones. There are a great many small stones +lying around there, which you might pick up and put into your +wheelbarrows, and wheel them along, and tip them over into the quagmire; +and when you have filled the path all up with stones, cover them over with +gravel, and it will make a good causey.” + +“Causey?” said Rollo. + +“Yes, causey,” said his father; “such a hard, dry road, built along a +muddy place, is called a causey.” + +They had got to the tea-table by this time; and while at tea, Rollo’s +father explained the plan to them more fully. He said he would pay them a +cent for every two loads of stones or gravel which they should wheel in to +make the causey. + +They were going to ask some more questions about it, but he told them he +could not talk any more about it then, but that they might go and ask +Jonas how they should do it, after tea. + + + + +Instructions. + + +They went out into the kitchen, after tea, to find Jonas; but he was not +there. They then went out into the yard; and presently James saw him over +beyond the fence, walking along the lane. Rollo called out, + +“Jonas! Jonas! where are you going?” + +“I am going after the cows.” + +“We want you!” said Rollo, calling out loud. + +“What for?” said Jonas. + +“We want to talk with you about something.” + +Just then, Rollo’s mother, hearing this hallooing, looked out of the +window, and told the boys they must not make so much noise. + +“Why, we want Jonas,” said Rollo; “and he has gone to get the cows.” + +“Well, you may go with him,” said she, “if you wish; and you can talk on +the way.” + +So the boys took their hats and ran, and soon came to where Jonas was: for +he had been standing still, waiting for them. + +They walked along together, and the boys told Jonas what their father had +said. Jonas said he should be very glad to have the quagmire filled up, +but he was afraid it would not do any good for him to give them any +directions. + +“Why?” said James. + +“Because,” said Jonas, “little boys will never follow any directions. They +always want to do the work their own way.” + +“O, but we _will_ obey the directions,” said Rollo. + +“Do you remember about the wood-pile?” said Jonas. + +Rollo hung his head, and looked a little ashamed. + +“What was it about the wood-pile?” said James. + +“Why, I told Rollo,” said Jonas, “that he ought to pile wood with the big +ends in front, but he did not mind it; he thought it was better to have +the big ends back, out of sight; and that made the pile lean forward; and +presently it all fell over upon him.” + +“Did it?” said James. “Did it hurt you much, Rollo?” + +“No, not much. But we will follow the directions now, Jonas, if you will +tell us what to do.” + +“Very well,” said Jonas, “I will try you. + +“In the first place, you must get a few old pieces of board, and lay them +along the quagmire to step upon, so as not to get your feet muddy. Then +you must go and get a load of stones, in each wheelbarrow, and wheel them +along. You must not tip them down at the beginning of the muddy place, for +then they will be in your way when you come with the next load. + +“You must go on with them, one of you right behind the other, both +stepping carefully on the boards, till you get to the farther end, and +there tip them over both together. Then you must turn round yourselves, +but not turn your wheelbarrows round. You must face the other way, and +_draw_ your wheelbarrows out.” + +“Why?” said James. + +“Because,” said Jonas, “it would be difficult to turn your wheelbarrows +round there among the mud and stones, but you can draw them out very +easily. + +“Then, besides, you must not attempt to go by one another. You must both +stop at the same time, but as near one another as you can, and go out just +as you came in; that is, if Rollo came in first, and James after him, +James must come up as near to Rollo as he can, and then, when the loads +are tipped over, and you both turn round, James will be before Rollo, and +will draw his wheelbarrow out first. Do you understand?” + +“Yes,” said James. + +“Must we always go in together?” asked Rollo. + +“Yes, that is better.” + +“Why?” + +“Because, if you go in at different times, you will be in one another’s +way. One will be going out when the other is coming in, and so you will +interfere with one another. Then, besides, if you fill the wheelbarrows +together, and wheel together, you will always be in company,--which is +pleasanter.” + +“Well, we will,” said Rollo. + +“After you have wheeled one load apiece in, you must go and get another, +and wheel that in as far as you can. Tip them over on the top of the +others, if you can, or as near as you can. Each time you will not go in +quite so far as before, so that at last you will have covered the quagmire +all over with stones once.” + +“And then must we put on the gravel?” + +“O no. That will not be stones enough. They would sink down into the mud, +and the water would come up over them. So you must wheel on more.” + +“But how can we?” said James. “We cannot wheel on the top of all those +stones.” + +“No,” said Jonas; “so you must go up to the house and get a pretty long, +narrow board, as long as you and Rollo can carry, and bring it down and +lay it along on the top of the stones. Perhaps you will have to move the +stones a little, so as to make it steady; and then you can wheel on that. +If one board is not long enough, you must go and get two. And you must put +them down on one side of the path, so that the stones will go into the +middle of the path and upon the other side, so as not to cover up the +board. + +“Then, when you have put loads of stones all along in this way, you must +shift your boards over to the other side of the path, and then wheel on +them again; and that will fill up the side where the boards lay at first. +And so, after a while, you will get the whole pathway filled up with +stones, as high as you please. I should think you had better fill it up +nearly level with the bank on each side.” + +By this time the boys came to the bars that led into the pasture, and they +went in and began to look about for the cows. Jonas did not see them any +where near, and so he told the boys that they might stay there and pick +some blackberries, while he went on and found them. He said he thought +that they must be out by the boiling spring. + +This boiling spring, as they called it, was a beautiful spring, from which +fine cool water was always boiling up out of the sand. It was in a narrow +glen, shaded by trees, and the water running down into a little sort of +meadow, kept the grass green there, even in very dry times; so that the +cows were very fond of this spot. + +James and Rollo remained, according to Jonas’s proposal, near the bars, +while he went along the path towards the spring. Rollo and James had a +fine time gathering blackberries, until, at last, they saw the cows +coming, lowing along the path. Presently they saw Jonas’s head among the +bushes. + +[Illustration: The Cows.] + +When he came up to the boys, he told them it was lucky that they did not +go with him. + +“Why?” said Rollo. + +“I came upon an enormous hornet’s nest, and you would very probably have +got stung.” + +“Where was it?” said James. + +“O, it was right over the path, just before you get to the spring.” + +The boys said they were very sorry to hear that, for now they could not go +to the spring any more; but Jonas said he meant to destroy the nest. + +“How shall you destroy it?” said Rollo. + +“I shall burn it up.” + +“But how can you?” said Rollo. + +Jonas then explained to them how he was going to burn the hornet’s nest. +He said he should take a long pole with two prongs at one end like a +pitchfork, and with that fork up a bunch of hay. Then he should set the +top of the hay on fire, and stand it up directly under the nest. + +The boys continued talking about the hornet’s nest all the way home, and +forgot to say any thing more about the causey until just as they were +going into the yard. Then they told Jonas that he had not told them how to +put on the gravel, on the top. + +He said he could not tell them then, and, besides, they would have as much +as they could do to put in stones for one day. + +Besides, James said it was sundown, and time for him to go home; but he +promised to come the next morning, if his mother would let him, as soon as +he had finished his lessons. + + + + +Keeping Tally. + + +Rollo and James began their work the next day about the middle of the +forenoon, determined to obey Jonas’s directions exactly, and to work +industriously for an hour. They put a number of small pieces of board upon +their wheelbarrows, to put along the pathway at first, and just as they +had got them placed, Jonas came down just to see whether they were +beginning right. + +He saw them wheel in one or two loads of stones, and told them he thought +they were doing very well. + +“We have earned one cent already,” said Rollo. + +“How,” said Jonas; “is your father going to pay you for your work?” + +“Yes,” said Rollo, “a cent for every two loads we put in.” + +“Then you must keep tally,” said Jonas. + +“_Tally_,” said Rollo, “what is tally?” + +“Tally is the reckoning. How are you going to remember how many loads you +wheel in?” + +“O, we can remember easily enough,” said Rollo: “we will count them as we +go along.” + +“That will never do,” said Jonas. “You must mark them down with a piece of +chalk on your wheelbarrow.” + +So saying, Jonas fumbled in his pockets, and drew out a small, well-worn +piece of chalk, and then tipped up Rollo’s wheelbarrow, saying, + +“How many loads do you say you have carried already?” + +“Two,” said Rollo. + +“Two,” repeated Jonas; and he made two white marks with his chalk on the +side of the wheelbarrow. + +“There!” said he. + +“Mark mine,” said James; “I have wheeled two loads.” + +Jonas marked them, and then laid the chalk down upon a flat stone by the +side of the path, and told the boys that they must stop after every load, +and make a mark, and that would keep the reckoning exact. + +Jonas then left them, and the boys went on with their work. They wheeled +ten loads of stones apiece, and by that time had the bottom of the path +all covered, so that they could not wheel any more, without the long +boards. They went up and got the boards, and laid them down as Jonas had +described, and then went on with their wheeling. + +At first, James kept constantly stopping, either to play, or to hear Rollo +talk; for they kept the wheelbarrows together all the time, as Jonas had +recommended. At such times, Rollo would remind him of his work, for he had +himself learned to work steadily. They were getting on very finely, when, +at length, they heard a bell ringing at the house. + +This bell was to call them home; for as Rollo and Jonas were often away at +a little distance from the house, too far to be called very easily, there +was a bell to ring to call them home; and Mary, the girl, had two ways of +ringing it--one way for Jonas, and another for Rollo. + +The bell was rung now for Rollo; and so he and James walked along towards +home. When they had got about half way, they saw Rollo’s father standing +at the door, with a basket in his hand; and he called out to them to bring +their wheelbarrows. + +So the boys went back for their wheelbarrows. + +When they came up a second time with their wheelbarrows before them, he +asked how they had got along with their work. + +“O, famously,” said Rollo. “There is the tally,” said he, turning up the +side of the wheelbarrow towards his father, so that he could see all the +marks. + +“Why, have you wheeled as many loads as that?” said his father. + +“Yes, sir,” said Rollo, “and James just as many too.” + +“And were they all good loads?” + +“Yes, all good, full loads.” + +“Well, you have done very well. Count them, and see how many there are.” + +The boys counted them, and found there were fifteen. + +“That is enough to come to seven cents, and one load over,” said Rollo’s +father; and he took out his purse, and gave the boys seven cents each, +that is, a six-cent piece in silver, and one cent besides. He told them +they might keep the money until they had finished their work, and then he +would tell them about purchasing something with it. + +“Now,” said he, “you can rub out the tally--all but one mark. I have paid +you for fourteen loads, and you have wheeled in fifteen; so you have one +mark to go to the new tally. You can go round to the shed, and find a wet +cloth, and wipe out your marks clean, and then make one again, and leave +it there for to-morrow.” + +“But we are going right back now,” said Rollo. + +“No,” said his father; “I don’t want you to do any more to-day.” + +“Why not, father? We want to, very much.” + +“I cannot tell you why, now; but I choose you should not. And, now, here +is a luncheon for you in this basket. You may go and eat it where you +please.” + + + + +Rights Defined. + + +So the boys took the basket, and, after they had rubbed out the tally, +they went and sat down by their sand-garden, and began to eat the bread +and cheese very happily together. + +After they had finished their luncheon, they went and got a watering-pot, +and began to water their sand-garden, and, while doing it, began to talk +about what they should buy with their money. They talked of several things +that they should like, and, at last, Rollo said he meant to buy a bow and +arrow with his. + +“A bow and arrow?” said James. “I do not believe your father will let +you.” + +“Yes, he will let me,” said Rollo. “Besides, it is _our_ money, and we can +do what we have a mind to with it.” + +“I don’t believe that,” said James. + +“Why, yes, we can,” said Rollo. + +“I don’t believe we can,” said James. + +“Well, I mean to go and ask my father,” said Rollo, “this minute.” + +So he laid down the watering-pot, and ran in, and James after him. When +they got into the room where his father was, they came and stood by his +side a minute, waiting for him to be ready to speak to them. + +Presently, his father laid down his pen, and said, + +“What, my boys!” + +“Is not this money our own?” said Rollo. + +“Yes.” + +“And can we not buy what we have a mind to with it?” + +“That depends upon what you have a mind to buy.” + +“But, father, I should think that, if it was our own, we might do _any +thing_ with it we please.” + +“No,” said his father, “that does not follow, at all.” + +“Why, father,” said Rollo, looking disappointed, “I thought every body +could do what they pleased with their own things.” + +“Whose hat is that you have on? Is it James’s?” + +“No, sir, it is mine.” + +“Are you sure it is your own?” + +“Why, yes, sir,” said Rollo, taking off his hat and looking at it, and +wondering what his father could mean. + +“Well, do you suppose you have a right to go and sell it?” + +“No, sir,” said Rollo. + +“Or go and burn it up?” + +“No, sir.” + +“Or give it away?” + +“No, sir.” + +“Then it seems that people cannot always do what they please with their +own things.” + +“Why, father, it seems to me, that is a very different thing.” + +“I dare say it seems so to you; but it is not--it is just the same thing. +No person can do _anything they please_ with their property. There are +limits and restrictions in all cases. And in all cases where children have +property, whether it is money, hats, toys, or any thing, they are always +limited and restricted to such a use of them _as their parents approve_. +So, when I give you money, it becomes yours just as your clothes, or your +wheelbarrow, or your books, are yours. They are all yours to use and to +enjoy; but in the way of using them and enjoying them, you must be under +my direction. Do you understand that?” + +“Why, yes, sir,” said Rollo. + +“And does it not appear reasonable?” + +“Yes, sir, I don’t know but it is reasonable. But _men_ can do anything +they please with their money, can they not?” + +“No,” said his father; “they are under various restrictions made by the +laws of the land. But I cannot talk any more about it now. When you have +finished your work, I will talk with you about expending your money.” + +The boys went on with their work the next day, and built the causey up +high enough with stones. They then levelled them off, and began to wheel +on the gravel. Jonas made each of them a little shovel out of a shingle; +and, as the gravel was lying loose under a high bank, they could shovel it +up easily, and fill their wheelbarrows. The third day they covered the +stones entirely with gravel, and smoothed it all over with a rake and hoe, +and, after it had become well trodden, it made a beautiful, hard causey; +so that now there was a firm and dry road all the way from the house to +the watering-place at the brook. + + + + +Calculation. + + +On counting up the loads which it had taken to do this work, Rollo’s +father found that he owed Rollo twenty-three cents, and James twenty-one. +The reason why Rollo had earned the most was because, at one time, James +said he was tired, and must rest, and, while he was resting, Rollo went on +wheeling. + +James seemed rather sorry that he had not got as many cents as Rollo. + +“I wish I had not stopped to rest,” said he. + +“I wish so too,” said Rollo; “but I will give you two of my cents, and +then I shall have only twenty-one, like you.” + +“Shall we be alike then?” + +“Yes,” said Rollo; “for, you see, two cents taken away from twenty-three, +leaves twenty-one, which is just as many as you have.” + +“Yes, but then I shall have more. If you give me two, _I_ shall have +twenty-three.” + +“So you will,” said Rollo; “I did not think of that.” + +The boys paused at this unexpected difficulty; at last, Rollo said he +might give his two cents back to his father, and then they should have +both alike. + +Just then the boys heard some one calling, + +“Rollo!” + +Rollo looked up, and saw his mother at the chamber window. She was sitting +there at work, and had heard their conversation. + +“What, mother?” said Rollo. + +“You might give him _one_ of yours, and then you will both have +twenty-two.” + +They thought that this would be a fine plan, and wondered why they had not +thought of it before. A few days afterwards, they decided to buy two +little shovels with their money, one for each, so that they might shovel +sand and gravel easier than with the wooden shovels that Jonas made. + + + + + +ROLLO’S GARDEN. + + + + +Farmer Cropwell. + + +One warm morning, early in the spring, just after the snow was melted off +from the ground, Rollo and his father went to take a walk. The ground by +the side of the road was dry and settled, and they walked along very +pleasantly; and at length they came to a fine-looking farm. The house was +not very large, but there were great sheds and barns, and spacious yards, +and high wood-piles, and flocks of geese, and hens and turkeys, and cattle +and sheep, sunning themselves around the barns. + +Rollo and his father walked into the yard, and went up to the end door, a +large pig running away with a grunt when they came up. The door was open, +and Rollo’s father knocked at it with the head of his cane. A +pleasant-looking young woman came to the door. + +“Is Farmer Cropwell at home?” said Rollo’s father. + +“Yes, sir,” said she, “he is out in the long barn, I believe.” + +“Shall I go there and look for him?” said he. + +“If you please, sir.” + +So Rollo’s father walked along to the barn. + +It was a long barn indeed. Rollo thought he had never seen so large a +building. On each side was a long range of stalls for cattle, facing +towards the middle, and great scaffolds overhead, partly filled with hay +and with bundles of straw. They walked down the barn floor, and in one +place Rollo passed a large bull chained by the nose in one of the stalls. +The bull uttered a sort of low growl or roar, as Rollo and his father +passed, which made him a little afraid; but his attention was soon +attracted to some hens, a little farther along, which were standing on the +edge of the scaffolding over his head, and cackling with noise enough to +fill the whole barn. + +[Illustration: The Bull Chained by the Nose.] + +When they got to the other end of the barn, they found a door leading out +into a shed; and there was Farmer Cropwell, with one of his men and a +pretty large boy, getting out some ploughs. + +“Good morning, Mr. Cropwell,” said Rollo’s father; “what! are you going to +ploughing?” + +“Why, it is about time to overhaul the ploughs, and see that they are in +order. I think we shall have an early season.” + +“Yes, I find my garden is getting settled, and I came to talk with you a +little about some garden seeds.” + +The truth was, that Rollo’s father was accustomed to come every spring, +and purchase his garden seeds at this farm; and so, after a few minutes, +they went into the house, taking Rollo with them, to get the seeds that +were wanted, out of the seed-room. + +What they called the seed-room was a large closet in the house, with +shelves all around it; and Rollo waited there a little while, until the +seeds were selected, put up in papers, and given to his father. + +When this was all done, and they were just coming out, the farmer said, +“Well, my little boy, you have been very still and patient. Should not you +like some seeds too? Have you got any garden?” + +“No, sir,” said Rollo; “but perhaps my father will give me some ground for +one.” + +“Well, I will give you a few seeds, at any rate.” So he opened a little +drawer, and took out some seeds, and put them in a piece of paper, and +wrote something on the outside. Then he did so again and again, until he +had four little papers, which he handed to Rollo, and told him to plant +them in his garden. + +Rollo thanked him, and took his seeds, and they returned home. + + + + +Work and Play. + + +On the way, Rollo thought it would be an excellent plan for him to have a +garden, and he told his father so. + +“I think it would be an excellent plan myself,” said his father. “But do +you intend to make work or play of it?” + +“Why, I must make work of it, must not I, if I have a real garden?” + +“No,” said his father; “you may make play of it if you choose.” + +“How?” said Rollo. + +“Why, you can take a hoe, and hoe about in the ground as long as it amuses +you to hoe; and then you can plant your seeds, and water and weed them +just as long as you find any amusement in it. Then, if you have any thing +else to play with, you can neglect your garden a long time, and let the +weeds grow, and not come and pull them up until you get tired of other +play, and happen to feel like working in your garden.” + +“I should not think that that would be a very good plan,” said Rollo. + +“Why, yes,” replied his father; “I do not know but that it is a good plan +enough,--that is, for _play_. It is right for you to play sometimes; and I +do not know why you might not play with a piece of ground, and seeds, as +well as with any thing else.” + +“Well, father, how should I manage my garden if I was going to make _work_ +of it?” + +“O, then you would not do it for amusement, but for the useful results. +You would consider what you could raise to best advantage, and then lay +out your garden; not as you might happen to _fancy_ doing it, but so as to +get the most produce from it. When you come to dig it over, you would not +consider how long you could find amusement in digging, but how much +digging is necessary to make the ground productive; and so in all your +operations.” + +“Well, father, which do you think would be the best plan for me?” + +“Why, I hardly know. By making play of it, you will have the greatest +pleasure as you go along. But, in the other plan, you will have some good +crops of vegetables, fruits, and flowers.” + +“And shouldn’t I have any crops if I made play of my garden?” + +“Yes; I think you might, perhaps, have some flowers, and, perhaps, some +beans and peas.” + +Rollo hesitated for some time which plan he should adopt. He had worked +enough to know that it was often very tiresome to keep on with his work +when he wanted to go and play; but then he knew that after it was over, +there was great satisfaction in thinking of useful employment, and in +seeing what had been done. + +That afternoon he went out into the garden to consider what he should do, +and he found his father there, staking out some ground. + +“Father,” said he, “whereabouts should you give me the ground for my +garden?” + +“Why, that depends,” said his father, “on the plan you determine upon. If +you are going to make play of it, I must give you ground in a back corner, +where the irregularity, and the weeds, will be out of sight. But if you +conclude to have a real garden, and to work industriously a little while +every day upon it, I should give it to you there, just beyond the +pear-tree.” + +Rollo looked at the two places, but he could not make up his mind. That +evening he asked Jonas about it, and Jonas advised him to ask his father +to let him have both. “Then,” said he, “you can work on your real garden +as long as there is any necessary work to be done, and then you could go +and play about the other with James or Lucy, when they are here.” + +Rollo went off immediately, and asked his father. His father said there +would be some difficulties about that; but he would think of it, and see +if there was any way to avoid them. + +The next morning, when he came in to breakfast, he had a paper in his +hand, and he told Rollo he had concluded to let him have the two gardens, +on certain conditions, which he had written down. He opened the paper, and +read as follows:-- + + ------------------------------------- + +“_Conditions on which I let Rollo have two pieces of land to cultivate_; +the one to be called his _working-garden_, and the other his +_playing-garden_. + +“1. In cultivating his working-garden, he is to take Jonas’s advice, and +to follow it faithfully in every respect. + +“2. He is not to go and work upon his playing-garden, at any time, when +there is any work that ought to be done on his working-garden. + +“3. If he lets his working-garden get out of order, and I give him notice +of it; then, if it is not put perfectly in order again within three days +after receiving the notice, he is to forfeit the garden, and all that is +growing upon it. + +“4. Whatever he raises, he may sell to me, at fair prices, at the end of +the season.” + + + + +Planting. + + +Rollo accepted the conditions, and asked his father to stake out the two +pieces of ground for him, as soon as he could; and his father did so that +day. The piece for the working-garden was much the largest. There was a +row of currant-bushes near it, and his father said he might consider all +those opposite his piece of ground as included in it, and belonging to +him. + +So Rollo asked Jonas what he had better do first, and Jonas told him that +the first thing was to dig his ground all over, pretty deep; and, as it +was difficult to begin it, Jonas said he would begin it for him. So Jonas +began, and dug along one side, and instructed Rollo how to throw up the +spadefuls of earth out of the way, so that the next spadeful would come up +easier. + +Jonas, in this way, made a kind of a trench all along the side of Rollo’s +ground; and he told Rollo to be careful to throw every spadeful well +forward, so as to keep the trench open and free, and then it would be easy +for him to dig. + +Jonas then left him, and told him that there was work enough for him for +three or four days, to dig up his ground well. + +Rollo went to work, very patiently, for the first day, and persevered an +hour in digging up his ground. Then he left his work for that day; and the +next morning, when the regular hour which he had allotted to work arrived, +he found he had not much inclination to return to it. He accordingly asked +his father whether it would not be a good plan to plant what he had +already dug, before he dug any more. + +“What is Jonas’s advice?” said his father. + +“Why, he told me I had better dig it all up first; but I thought that, if +I planted part first, those things would be growing while I am digging up +the rest of the ground.” + +“But you must do, you know, as Jonas advises; that is the condition. Next +year, perhaps, you will be old enough to act according to your own +judgment; but this year you must follow guidance.” + +Rollo recollected the condition, and he had nothing to say against it; but +he looked dissatisfied. + +“Don’t you think that is reasonable, Rollo?” said his father. + +“Why; I don’t know,” said Rollo. + +“This very case shows that it is reasonable. Here you want to plant a part +before you have got the ground prepared. The real reason is because you +are tired of digging; not because you are really of opinion that that +would be a better plan. You have not the means of judging whether it is, +or is not, now, time to begin to put in seeds.” + +Rollo could not help seeing that that was his real motive; and he promised +his father that he would go on, though it was tiresome. It was not the +hard labor of the digging that fatigued him, for, by following Jonas’s +directions, he found it easy work; but it was the sameness of it. He +longed for something new. + +He persevered, however, and it was a valuable lesson to him; for when he +had got it all done, he was so satisfied with thinking that it was fairly +completed, and in thinking that now it was all ready together, and that he +could form a plan for the whole at once, that he determined that forever +after, when he had any unpleasant piece of work to do, he would go on +patiently through it, even if it was tiresome. + +With Jonas’s help, Rollo planned his garden beautifully. He put double +rows of peas and beans all around, so that when they should grow up, they +would enclose his garden like a fence or hedge, and make it look snug and +pleasant within. Then, he had a row of corn, for he thought he should like +some green corn himself to roast. Then, he had one bed of beets and some +hills of muskmelons, and in one corner he planted some flower seeds, so +that he could have some flowers to put into his mother’s glasses, for the +mantel-piece. + +Rollo took great interest in laying out and planting his ground, and in +watching the garden when the seeds first came up; for all this was easy +and pleasant work. In the intervals, he used to play on his +pleasure-ground, planting and digging, and setting out, just as he +pleased. + +Sometimes he, and James, and Lucy, would go out in the woods with his +little wheelbarrow, and dig up roots of flowers and little trees there, +and bring them in, and set them out here and there. But he did not proceed +regularly with this ground. He did not dig it all up first, and then form +a regular plan for the whole; and the consequence was, that it soon became +very irregular. He would want to make a path one day where he had set out +a little tree, perhaps, a few days before; and it often happened that, +when he was making a little trench to sow one kind of seeds, out came a +whole parcel of others that he had put in before, and forgotten. + +Then, when the seeds came up in his playing-garden, they came up here and +there, irregularly; but, in his working-garden, all looked orderly and +beautiful. + +One evening, just before sundown, Rollo brought out his father and mother +to look at his two gardens. The difference between them was very great; +and Rollo, as he ran along before his father, said that he thought the +working plan of making a garden was a great deal better than the playing +plan. + +“That depends upon what your object is.” + +“How so?” said Rollo. + +“Why, which do you think you have had the most amusement from, thus far?” + +“Why, I have had most amusement, I suppose, in the little garden in the +corner.” + +“Yes,” said his father, “undoubtedly. But the other appears altogether the +best now, and will produce altogether more in the end. So, if your object +is useful results, you must manage systematically, regularly, and +patiently; but if you only want amusement as you go along, you had better +do every day just as you happen to feel inclined.” + +“Well, father, which do you think is best for a boy?” + +“For quite small boys, a garden for play is best. They have not patience +or industry enough for any other.” + +“Do you think I have patience or industry enough?” + +“You have done very well, so far; but the trying time is to come.” + +“Why, father?” + +“Because the novelty of the beginning is over, and now you will have a +good deal of hoeing and weeding to do for a month to come. I am not sure +but that you will forfeit your land yet.” + +“But you are to give me three days’ notice, you know.” + +“That is true; but we shall see.” + + + + +The Trying Time. + + +The trying time did come, true enough; for, in June and July, Rollo found +it hard to take proper care of his garden. If he had worked resolutely an +hour, once or twice a week, it would have been enough; but he became +interested in other plays, and, when Jonas reminded him that the weeds +were growing, he would go in and hoe a few minutes, and then go away to +play. + +At last, one day his father gave him notice that his garden was getting +out of order, and, unless it was entirely restored in three days, it must +be forfeited. + +Rollo was not much alarmed, for he thought he should have ample time to do +it before the three days should have expired. + +It was just at night that Rollo received his notice. He worked a little +the next morning; but his heart was not in it much, and he left it before +he had made much progress. The weeds were well rooted and strong, and he +found it much harder to get them up than he expected. The next day, he did +a little more, and, near the latter part of the afternoon, Jonas saw him +running about after butterflies in the yard, and asked him if he had got +his work all done. + +“No,” said he; “but I think I have got more than half done, and I can +finish it very early to-morrow.” + +“To-morrow!” said Jonas. “To-morrow is Sunday, and you cannot work then.” + +“Is it?” said Rollo, with much surprise and alarm; “I didn’t know that. +What shall I do? Do you suppose my father will count Sunday?” + +“Yes,” said Jonas, “I presume he will. He said, three _days_, without +mentioning any thing about Sunday.” + +Rollo ran for his hoe. He had become much attached to his ground, and was +very unwilling to lose it; but he knew that his father would rigorously +insist on his forfeiting it, if he failed to keep the conditions. So he +went to work as hard as he could. + +It was then almost sundown. He hoed away, and pulled up the weeds, as +industriously as possible, until the sun went down. He then kept on until +it was so dark that he could not see any longer, and then, finding that +there was considerable more to be done, and that he could not work any +longer, he sat down on the side of his little wheelbarrow, and burst into +tears. + +He knew, however, that it would do no good to cry, and so, after a time, +he dried his eyes, and went in. He could not help hoping that his father +would not count the Sunday; and “If I can only have Monday,” said he to +himself, “it will all be well.” + +He went in to ask his father, but found that he had gone away, and would +not come home until quite late. He begged his mother to let him sit up +until he came home, so that he could ask him, and, as she saw that he was +so anxious and unhappy about it, she consented. Rollo sat at the window +watching, and, as soon as he heard his father drive up to the door, he +went out, and, while he was getting out of the chaise, he said to him, in +a trembling, faltering voice, + +“Father, do you count Sunday as one of my three days?” + +“No, my son.” + +Rollo clapped his hands, and said, “O, how glad!” and ran back. He told +his mother that he was very much obliged to her for letting him sit up, +and now he was ready to go to bed. + +He went to his room, undressed himself, and, in a few minutes, his father +came in to get his light. + +“Father,” said Rollo, “I am very much obliged to you for not counting +Sunday.” + +“It is not out of any indulgence to you, Rollo; I have no right to count +Sunday.” + +“No right, father? Why, you said three days.” + +“Yes; but in such agreements as that, three working days are always meant; +so that, strictly, according to the agreement, I do not think I have any +right to count Sunday. If I had, I should have felt obliged to count it.” + +“Why, father?” + +“Because I want you, when you grow up to be a man, to be _bound_ by your +agreements. Men will hold you to your agreements when you are a man, and I +want you to be accustomed to it while you are a boy. I should rather give +up twice as much land as your garden, than take yours away from you now; +but I must do it if you do not get it in good order before the time is +out.” + +“But, father, I shall, for I shall have time enough on Monday.” + +“True; but some accident may prevent it. Suppose you should be sick.” + +“If I was sick, should you count it?” + +“Certainly. You ought not to let your garden get out of order; and, if you +do it, you run the risk of all accidents that may prevent your working +during the three days.” + +Rollo bade his father good night, and he went to sleep, thinking what a +narrow escape he had had. He felt sure that he should save it now, for he +did not think there was the least danger of his being sick on Monday. + + + + +A Narrow Escape. + + +Monday morning came, and, when he awoke, his first movement was, to jump +out of bed, exclaiming, + +“Well, I am not sick this morning, am I?” + +He had scarcely spoken the words, however, before his ear caught the sound +of rain, and, looking out of the window, he saw, to his utter +consternation, that it was pouring steadily down, and, from the wind and +the gray uniformity of the clouds, there was every appearance of a settled +storm. + +“What shall I do?” said Rollo. “What shall I do? Why did I not finish it +on Saturday?” + +He dressed himself, went down stairs, and looked out at the clouds. There +was no prospect of any thing but rain. He ate his breakfast, and then went +out, and looked again. Rain, still. He studied and recited his morning +lessons, and then again looked out. Rain, rain. He could not help hoping +it would clear up before night; but, as it continued so steadily, he began +to be seriously afraid that, after all, he should lose his garden. + +He spent the day very anxiously and unhappily. He knew, from what his +father had said, that he could not hope to have another day allowed, and +that all would depend on his being able to do the work before night. + +At last, about the middle of the afternoon, Rollo came into the room where +his father and mother were sitting, and told his father that it did not +rain a great deal then, and asked him if he might not go out and finish +his weeding; he did not care, he said, if he did get wet. + +“But your getting wet will not injure you alone--it will spoil your +clothes.” + +“Besides, you will take cold,” said his mother. + +“Perhaps he would not take cold, if he were to put on dry clothes as soon +as he leaves working,” said his father; “but wetting his clothes would put +you to a good deal of trouble. No; I’d rather you would not go, on the +whole, Rollo.” + +Rollo turned away with tears in his eyes, and went out into the kitchen. +He sat down on a bench in the shed where Jonas was working, and looked out +towards the garden. Jonas pitied him, and would gladly have gone and done +the work for him; but he knew that his father would not allow that. At +last, a sudden thought struck him. + +“Rollo,” said he, “you might perhaps find some old clothes in the garret, +which it would not hurt to get wet.” + +Rollo jumped up, and said, “Let us go and see.” + +They went up garret, and found, hanging up, quite a quantity of old +clothes. Some belonged to Jonas, some to himself, and they selected the +worst ones they could find, and carried them down into the shed. + +Then Rollo went and called his mother to come out, and he asked her if she +thought it would hurt those old clothes to get wet. She laughed, and said +no; and said she would go and ask his father to let him go out with them. + +In a few minutes, she came back, and said that his father consented, but +that he must go himself, and put on the old clothes, without troubling his +mother, and then, when he came back, he must rub himself dry with a towel, +and put on his common dress, and put the wet ones somewhere in the shed to +dry; and when they were dry, put them all back carefully in their places. + +[Illustration: Work in the Rain.] + +Rollo ran up to his room, and rigged himself out, as well as he could, +putting one of Jonas’s great coats over him, and wearing an old +broad-brimmed straw hat on his head. Thus equipped, he took his hoe, and +sallied forth in the rain. + +At first he thought it was good fun; but, in about half an hour, he began +to be tired, and to feel very uncomfortable. The rain spattered in his +face, and leaked down the back of his neck; and then the ground was wet +and slippery; and once or twice he almost gave up in despair. + +He persevered, however, and before dark he got it done. He raked off all +the weeds, and smoothed the ground over carefully, for he knew his father +would come out to examine it as soon as the storm was over. Then he went +in, rubbed himself dry, changed his clothes, and went and took his seat by +the kitchen fire. + +His father came out a few minutes after, and said, “Well, Rollo, have you +got through?” + +“Yes, sir,” said Rollo. + +“Well, I am _very_ glad of it. I was afraid you would have lost your +garden. As it is, perhaps it will do you good.” + +“How?” said Rollo. “What good?” + +“It will teach you, I hope, that it is dangerous to neglect or postpone +doing one’s duty. We cannot always depend on repairing the mischief. When +the proper opportunity is once lost, it may never return.” + +Rollo said nothing, but he thought he should remember the lesson as long +as he lived. + +He remembered it for the rest of that summer, at any rate, and did not run +any more risks. He kept his ground very neat, and his father did not have +to give him notice again. His corn grew finely, and he had many a good +roasting ear from it; and his flowers helped ornament the parlor +mantel-piece all the summer; and the green peas, and the beans, and the +muskmelons, and the other vegetables, which his father took and paid for, +amounted to more than two dollars. + + + + +Advice. + + +“Well, Rollo,” said his father, one evening, as he was sitting on his +cricket before a bright, glowing fire, late in the autumn, after all his +fruits were gathered in, “you have really done some work this summer, +haven’t you?” + +“Yes, sir,” said Rollo; and he began to reckon up the amount of peas, and +beans, and corn, and other things, that he had raised. + +“Yes,” said his father, “you have had a pretty good garden; but the best +of it is your own improvement. You are really beginning to get over some +of the faults of _boy work_.” + +“What are the faults of boy work?” said Rollo. + +“One of the first is, confounding work with play,--or rather expecting the +pleasure of play, while they are doing work. There is great pleasure in +doing work, as I have told you before, when it is well and properly done, +but it is very different from the pleasure of play. It comes later; +generally after the work is done. While you are doing your work, it +requires _exertion_ and _self-denial_, and sometimes the sameness is +tiresome. + +“It is so with _men_ when they work, but they expect it will be so, and +persevere notwithstanding; but _boys_, who have not learned this, expect +their work will be play; and, when they find it is not so, they get tired, +and want to leave it or to find some new way. + +“You showed your wish to make play of your work, that day when you were +getting in your chips, by insisting on having just such a basket as you +happened to fancy; and then, when you got a little tired of that, going +for the wheelbarrow; and then leaving the chips altogether, and going to +piling the wood.” + +“Well, father,” said Rollo, “do not men try to make their work as pleasant +as they can?” + +“Yes, but they do not continually change from one thing to another in +hopes to make it _amusing_. They always expect that it will be laborious +and tiresome, and they understand this beforehand, and go steadily forward +notwithstanding. You are beginning to learn to do this. + +“Another fault, which you boys are very apt to fall into, is impatience. +This comes from the first fault; for you expect, when you go to work, the +kind of pleasure you have in play, and when you find you do not obtain it, +or meet with any difficulties, you grow impatient, and get tired of what +you are doing. + +“From this follows the third fault--_changeableness_, or want of +perseverance. Instead of steadily going forward in the way they commence, +boys are very apt to abandon one thing after another, and to try this new +way, and that new way, so as to accomplish very little in any thing.” + +“Do you think I have overcome all these?” said Rollo. + +“In part,” said his father; “you begin to understand something about them, +and to be on your guard against them. But you have only made a beginning.” + +“Only a beginning?” said Rollo; “why, I thought I had learned to work +pretty well.” + +“So you have, for a little boy; but it is only a beginning, after all. I +don’t think you would succeed in persevering steadily, so as to accomplish +any serious undertaking now.” + +“Why, father, _I_ think I should.” + +“Suppose I should give you the Latin grammar to learn in three months, and +tell you that, at the end of that time, I would hear you recite it all at +once. Do you suppose you should be ready?” + +“Why, father, that is not _work_.” + +“Yes,” said his father, “that is one kind of work,--and just such a kind +of work, so far as patience, steadiness, and perseverance, are needed, as +you will have most to do, in future years. But if I were to give it to you +to do, and then say nothing to you about it till you had time to have +learned the whole, I have some doubts whether you would recite a tenth +part of it.” + +Rollo was silent; he knew it would be just so. + +“No, my little son,” said his father, putting him down and patting his +head, “you have got a great deal to learn before you become a man; but +then you have got some years to learn it in; that is a comfort. But now it +is time for you to go to bed; so good night.” + + + + + +THE APPLE-GATHERING. + + + + +The Garden-House. + + +There was a certain building on one side of Farmer Cropwell’s yard which +they called the _garden-house_. There was one large double door which +opened from it into the garden, and another smaller one which led to the +yard towards the house. On one side of this room were a great many +different kinds of garden-tools, such as hoes, rakes, shovels, and spades; +there were one or two wheelbarrows, and little wagons. Over these were two +or three broad shelves, with baskets, and bundles of matting, and ropes, +and chains, and various iron tools. Around the wall, in different places, +various things were hung up--here a row of augers, there a trap, and in +other places parts of harness. + +Opposite to these, there was a large bench, which extended along the whole +side. At one end of this bench there were a great many carpenter’s tools; +and the other was covered with papers of seeds, and little bundles of +dried plants, which Farmer Cropwell had just been getting in from the +garden. + +The farmer and one of his boys was at work here, arranging his seeds, and +doing up his bundles, one pleasant morning in the fall, when a boy about +twelve years old came running to the door of the garden-house, from the +yard, playing with a large dog. The dog ran behind him, jumping up upon +him; and when they got to the door, the boy ran in quick, laughing, and +shut the door suddenly, so that the dog could not come in after him. This +boy’s name was George: the dog’s name was Nappy--that is, they always +called him Nappy. His true name was Napoleon; though James always thought +that he got his name from the long naps he used to take in a certain sunny +corner of the yard. + +But, as I said before, George got into the garden-house, and shut Nappy +out. He stood there holding the door, and said, + +“Father, all the horses have been watered but Jolly: may I ride him to the +brook?” + +“Yes,” said his father. + +So George turned round, and opened the door a little way, and peeped out. + +“Ah, old Nappy! you are there still, are you, wagging your tail? Don’t you +wish you could catch him?” + +George then shut the door, and walked softly across to the great door +leading out into the garden. From here he stole softly around into the +barn, by a back way, and then came forward, and peeped out in front, and +saw that Nappy was still there, sitting up, and looking at the door very +closely. He was waiting for George to come out. + + + + +Jolly. + + +George then went back to the stall where Jolly was feeding. He went in and +untied his halter, and led him out. Jolly was a sleek, black, beautiful +little horse, not old enough to do much work, but a very good horse to +ride. George took down a bridle, and, after leading Jolly to a +horse-block, where he could stand up high enough to reach his head, he put +the bridle on, and then jumped up upon his back, and walked him out of the +barn by a door where Nappy could not see them. + +He then rode round by the other side of the house, until he came to the +road, and he went along the road until he could see up the yard to the +place where Nappy was watching. He called out, _Nappy!_ in a loud voice, +and then immediately set his horse off upon a run. Nappy looked down to +the road, and was astonished to see George upon the horse, when he +supposed he was still behind the door where he was watching, and he sprang +forward, and set off after him in full pursuit. + +He caught George just as he was riding down into the brook. George was +looking round and laughing at him as he came up; but Nappy looked quite +grave, and did nothing but go down into the brook, and lap up water with +his tongue, while the horse drank. + +While the horse was drinking, Rollo came along the road, and George asked +him how his garden came on. + +“O, very well,” said Rollo. “Father is going to give me a larger one next +year.” + +“Have you got a strawberry-bed?” said George. + +“No,” said Rollo. + +“I should think you would have a strawberry-bed. My father will give you +some plants, and you can set them out this fall.” + +“I don’t know how to set them out,” said Rollo. “Could you come and show +me?” + +George said he would ask his father; and then, as his horse had done +drinking, he turned round, and rode home again. + +Mr. Cropwell said that he would give Rollo a plenty of strawberry-plants, +and, as to George’s helping him set them out, he said that they might +exchange works. If Rollo would come and help George gather his +meadow-russets, George might go and help him make his strawberry-bed. That +evening, George went and told Rollo of this plan, and Rollo’s father +approved of it. So it was agreed that, the next day, he should go to help +them gather the russets. They invited James to go too. + + + + +The Pet Lamb. + + +The next morning, James and Rollo went together to the farmer’s. They +found George at the gate waiting for them, with his dog Nappy. As the boys +were walking along into the yard, George said that his dog Nappy was the +best friend he had in the world, except his lamb. + +“Your lamb!” said James; “have you got a lamb?” + +“Yes, a most beautiful little lamb. When he was very little indeed, he was +weak and sick, and father thought he would not live; and he told me I +might have him if I wanted him. I made a bed for him in the corner of the +kitchen.” + +“O, I wish I had one,” said James. “Where is he now?” + +“O, he is grown up large, and he plays around in the field behind the +house. If I go out there with a little pan of milk, and call him +so,--_Co-nan_, _Co-nan_, _Co-nan_,--he comes running up to me to get the +milk.” + +“I wish I could see him,” said James. + +“Well, you can,” said George. “My sister Ann will go and show him to you.” + +So George called his sister Ann, and asked her if she should be willing to +go and show James and Rollo his lamb, while he went and got the little +wagon ready to go for the apples. + +Ann said she would, and she went into the house, and got a pan with a +little milk in the bottom of it, and walked along carefully, James and +Rollo following her. When they had got round to the other side of the +house, they found there a little gate, leading out into a field where +there were green grass and little clumps of trees. + +Ann went carefully through. James and Rollo stopped to look. She walked on +a little way, and looked around every where, but she saw no lamb. +Presently she began to call out, as George had said, “_Co-nan_, _Co-nan_, +_Co-nan_.” + +In a minute or two, the lamb began to run towards her out of a little +thicket of bushes; and it drank the milk out of the pan. James and Rollo +were very much pleased, but they did not go towards the lamb. Ann let it +drink all it wanted, and then it walked away. + +Then James ran back to the yard. He found that George and Rollo had gone +into the garden-house. He went in there after them, and found that they +were getting a little wagon ready to draw out into the field. There were +three barrels standing by the door of the garden-house, and George told +them that they were to put their apples into them. + + + + +The Meadow-Russet. + + +There was a beautiful meadow down a little way from Farmer Cropwell’s +house, and at the farther side of it, across a brook, there stood a very +large old apple-tree, which bore a kind of apples called _russets_, and +they called the tree the _meadow-russet_. These were the apples that the +boys were going to gather. They soon got ready, and began to walk along +the path towards the meadow. Two of them drew the wagon, and the others +carried long poles to knock off the apples with. + +As the party were descending the hill towards the meadow, they saw before +them, coming around a turn in the path, a cart and oxen, with a large boy +driving. They immediately began to call out to one another to turn out, +some pulling one way and some the other, with much noise and vociferation. +At last they got fairly out upon the grass, and the cart went by. The boy +who was driving it said, as he went by, smiling, + +“Who is the head of _that_ gang?” + +James and Rollo looked at him, wondering what he meant. George laughed. + +“What does he mean?” said Rollo. + +“He means,” said George, laughing, “that we make so much noise and +confusion, that we cannot have any head.” + +“Any head?” said James. + +“Yes,--any master workman.” + +“Why,” said Rollo, “do we need a master workman?” + +“No,” said George, “I don’t believe we do.” + +So the boys went along until they came to the brook. They crossed the +brook on a bridge of planks, and were very soon under the spreading +branches of the great apple-tree. + +[Illustration: The Harvesting Party.] + + + + +Insubordination. + + +The boys immediately began the work of getting down the apples. But, +unluckily, there were but two poles, and they all wanted them. George had +one, and James the other, and Rollo came up to James, and took hold of his +pole, saying, + +“Here, James, I will knock them down; you may pick them up and put them in +the wagon.” + +“No,” said James, holding fast to his pole; “no, I’d rather knock them +down.” + +“No,” said Rollo, “I can knock them down better.” + +“But I got the pole first, and I ought to have it.” + +Rollo, finding that James was not willing to give up his pole, left him, +and went to George, and asked George to let him have the pole; but George +said he was taller, and could use it better than Rollo. + +Rollo was a little out of humor at this, and stood aside and looked on. +James soon got tired of his pole, and laid it down; and then Rollo seized +it, and began knocking the apples off of the tree. But it fatigued him +very much to reach up so high; and, in fact, they all three got tired of +the poles very soon, and began picking up the apples. + +But they did not go on any more harmoniously with this than with the +other. After Rollo and James had thrown in several apples, George came and +turned them all out. + +“You must not put them in so,” said he; “all the good and bad ones +together.” + +“How must we put them in?” asked Rollo. + +“Why, first we must get a load of good, large, whole, round apples, and +then a load of small and wormy ones. We only put the _good_ ones into the +barrels.” + +“And what do you do with the little ones?” said James. + +“O, we give them to the pigs.” + +“Well,” said Rollo, “we can pick them all up together now, and separate +them when we get home.” + +As he said this, he threw in a handful of small apples among the good ones +which George had been putting in. + +“Be still,” said George; “you must not do so. I tell you we must not mix +them at all.” And he poured the apples out upon the ground again. + +“O, I’ll tell you what we will do,” said James; “we will get a load of +little ones first, and then the big ones. I want to see the pigs eat them +up.” + +But George thought it was best to take the big ones first, and so they had +quite a discussion about it, and a great deal of time was lost before they +could agree. + +Thus they went on for some time, discussing every thing, and each wanting +to do the work in his own way. They did not dispute much, it is true, for +neither of them wished to make difficulty. But each thought he might +direct as well as the others, and so they had much talk and clamor, and +but very little work. When one wanted the wagon to be on one side of the +tree, the others wanted it the other; and when George thought it was time +to draw the load along towards home, Rollo and James thought it was not +nearly full enough. So they were all pulling in different directions, and +made very slow progress in their work. It took them a long time to get +their wagon full. + +When they got the load ready, and were fairly set off on the road, they +went on smoothly and pleasantly for a time, until they got up near the +door of the garden-house, when Rollo was going to turn the wagon round so +as to back it up to the door, and George began to pull in the other +direction. + +“Not so, Rollo,” said George; “go right up straight.” + +“No,” said Rollo, “it is better to _back_ it up.” + +James had something to say, too; and they all pulled, and talked loud and +all together, so that there was nothing but noise and clamor. In the mean +time, the wagon, being pulled every way, of course did not move at all. + + + + +Subordination. + + +Presently Farmer Cropwell made his appearance at the door of the +garden-house. + +“Well, boys,” said he, “you seem to be pretty good-natured, and I am glad +of that; but you are certainly the _noisiest_ workmen, of your size, that +I ever heard.” + +“Why, father,” said George, “I want to go right up to the door, straight, +and Rollo won’t let me.” + +“Must not we back it up?” said Rollo. + +“Is that the way you have been working all the morning?” said the farmer. + +“How?” said George. + +“Why, all generals and no soldiers.” + +“Sir?” said George. + +“All of you commanding, and none obeying. There is nothing but confusion +and noise. I don’t see how you can gather apples so. How many have you got +in?” + +So saying, he went and looked into the barrels. + +“None,” said he; “I thought so.” + +He stood still a minute, as if thinking what to do; and then he told them +to leave the wagon there, and go with him, and he would show them the way +to work. + +The boys accordingly walked along after him, through the garden-house, +into the yard. They then went across the road, and down behind a barn, to +a place where some men were building a stone bridge. They stopped upon a +bank at some distance, and looked down upon them. + +“There,” said he, “see how men work!” + +It happened, at that time, that all the men were engaged in moving a great +stone with iron bars. There was scarcely any thing said by any of them. +Every thing went on silently, but the stone moved regularly into its +place. + +“Now, boys, do you understand,” said the farmer, “how they get along so +quietly?” + +“Why, it is because they are men, and not boys,” said Rollo. + +“No,” said the farmer, “that is not the reason. It is because they have a +head.” + +“A head?” said Rollo. + +“Yes,” said he, “a head; that is, one man to direct, and the rest obey.” + +“Which is it?” said George. + +“It is that man who is pointing now,” said the farmer, “to another stone. +He is telling them which to take next. Watch them now, and you will see +that he directs every thing, and the rest do just as he says. But you are +all directing and commanding together, and there is nobody to obey. If you +were moving those stones, you would be all advising and disputing +together, and pulling in every direction at once, and the stone would not +move at all.” + +[Illustration: There, Said He, See How Men Work.] + +“And do men always appoint a head,” said Rollo, “when they work together?” + +“No,” said the farmer, “they do not always _appoint_ one regularly, but +they always _have_ one, in some way or other. Even when no one is +particularly authorized to direct, they generally let the one who is +oldest, or who knows most about the business, take the lead, and the rest +do as he says.” + +They all then walked slowly back to the garden-house, and the farmer +advised them to have a head, if they wanted their business to go on +smoothly and well. + +“Who do you think ought to be our head?” + +“The one who is the oldest, and knows most about the business,” said the +farmer, “and that, I suppose, would be George. But perhaps you had better +take turns, and let each one be head for one load, and then you will all +learn both to command and to obey.” + +So the boys agreed that George should command while they got the next +load, and James and Rollo agreed to obey. The farmer told them they must +obey exactly, and good-naturedly. + +“You must not even _advise_ him what to do, or say any thing about it at +all, except in some extraordinary case; but, when you talk, talk about +other things altogether, and work on exactly as he shall say.” + +“What if we _know_ there is a better way? must not we tell him?” said +Rollo. + +“No,” said the farmer, “unless it is something very uncommon. It is better +to go wrong sometimes, under a head, than to be endlessly talking and +disputing how you shall go. Therefore you must do exactly what he says, +even if you know a better way, and see if you do not get along much +faster.” + + + + +The New Plan Tried. + + +The boys determined to try the plan, and, after putting their first load +of apples into the barrel, they set off again under George’s command. He +told Rollo and James to draw the wagon, while he ran along behind. When +they got to the tree, Rollo took up a pole, and began to beat down some +more apples; but George told him that they must first pick up what were +knocked down before; and he drew the wagon round to the place where he +thought it was best for it to stand. The other boys made no objection, but +worked industriously, picking up all the small and worm-eaten apples they +could find; and, in a very short time, they had the wagon loaded, and were +on their way to the house again. + +Still, Rollo and James had to make so great an effort to avoid interfering +with George’s directions, that they did not really enjoy this trip quite +so well as they did the first. It was pleasant to them to be more at +liberty, and they thought, on the whole, that they did not like having a +head quite so well as being without one. + +Instead of going up to the garden-house, George ordered them to take this +load to the barn, to put it in a bin where all such apples were to go. +When they came back, the farmer came again to the door of the +garden-house. + +“Well, boys,” said he, “you have come rather quicker this time. How do you +like that way of working?” + +“Why, not quite so well,” said Rollo. “I do not think it is so pleasant as +the other way.” + +“It is not such good _play_, perhaps; but don’t you think it makes better +_work_?” said he. + +The boys admitted that they got their apples in faster, and, as they were +at work then, and not at play, they resolved to continue the plan. + +Farmer Cropwell then asked who was to take command the next time. + +“Rollo,” said the boys. + +“Well, Rollo,” said he, “I want you to have a large number of apples +knocked down this time, and then select from them the largest and nicest +you can. I want one load for a particular purpose.” + + + + +A Present. + + +The boys worked on industriously, and, before dinner-time, they had +gathered all the apples. The load of best apples, which the farmer had +requested them to bring for a particular purpose, were put into a small +square box, until it was full, and then a cover was nailed on; the rest +were laid upon the great bench. When, at length, the work was all done, +and they were ready to go home, the farmer put this box into the wagon, so +that it stood up in the middle, leaving a considerable space before and +behind it. He put the loose apples into this space, some before and some +behind, until the wagon was full. + +“Now, James and Rollo, I want you to draw these apples for me, when you go +home,” said the farmer. + +“Who are they for?” said Rollo. + +“I will mark them,” said he. + +So he took down a little curious-looking tin dipper, with a top sloping in +all around, and with a hole in the middle of it. A long, slender +brush-handle was standing up in this hole. + +When he took out the brush, the boys saw that it was blacking. With this +blacking-brush he wrote on the top of the box,--LUCY. + +“Is that box for my cousin Lucy?” said Rollo. + +“Yes,” said he; “you can draw it to her, can you not?” + +“Yes, sir,” said Rollo, “we will. And who are the other apples for? You +cannot mark _them_.” + +“No,” said the farmer; “but you will remember. Those before the box are +for you, and those behind it for James. So drive along. George will come +to your house, this afternoon, with the strawberry plants, and then he can +bring the wagon home.” + + + + +The Strawberry-Bed. + + +George Cropwell came, soon after, to Rollo’s house, and helped him make a +fine strawberry-bed, which, he said, he thought would bear considerably +the next year. They dug up the ground, raked it over carefully, and then +put in the plants in rows. + +After it was all done, Rollo got permission of his father to go back with +George to take the wagon home; and George proposed to take Rollo’s +wheelbarrow too. He had never seen such a pretty little wheelbarrow, and +was very much pleased with it. So George ran on before, trundling the +wheelbarrow, and Rollo came after, drawing the wagon. + +Just as they came near the farmer’s house, George saw, on before him, a +ragged little boy, much smaller than Rollo, who was walking along +barefooted. + +“There’s Tom,” said George. + +“Who?” said Rollo. + +“Tom. See how I will frighten him.” + +As he said this, George darted forward with his wheelbarrow, and trundled +it on directly towards Tom, as if he was going to run over him. Tom looked +round, and then ran away, the wheelbarrow at his heels. He was frightened +very much, and began to scream; and, just then, Farmer Cropwell, who at +that moment happened to be coming up a lane, on the opposite side of the +road, called out, + +“George!” + +George stopped his wheelbarrow. + +“Is that right?” said the farmer. + +“Why, I was not going to hurt him,” said George. + +“You _did_ hurt him--you frightened him.” + +“Is frightening him hurting him, father?” + +“Why, yes, it is giving him _pain_, and a very unpleasant kind of pain +too.” + +“I did not think of that,” said George. + +“Besides,” said his father, “when you treat boys in that harsh, rough way, +you make them your enemies; and it is a very bad plan to make enemies.” + +“Enemies, father!” said George, laughing; “Tom could not do me any harm, +if he was my enemy.” + +“That makes me think of the story of the bear and the tomtit,” said the +farmer; “and, if you and Rollo will jump up in the cart, I will tell it to +you.” + +Thus far, while they had been talking, the boys had walked along by the +side of the road, keeping up with the farmer as he drove along in the +cart. But now they jumped in, and sat down with the farmer on his seat, +which was a board laid across from one side of the cart to the other. As +soon as they were seated, the farmer began. + + + + +The Farmer’s Story. + + +“The story I was going to tell you, boys, is an old fable about making +enemies. It is called ‘The Bear and the Tomtit.’ ” + +“What is a tomtit?” said Rollo. + +“It is a kind of a bird, a very little bird; but he sings pleasantly. +Well, one pleasant summer’s day, a wolf and a bear were taking a walk +together in a lonely wood. They heard something singing. + +“ ‘Brother,’ said the bear, ‘that is good singing: what sort of a bird do +you think that may be?’ + +“ ‘That’s a tomtit,’ said the wolf. + +“ ‘I should like to see his nest,’ said the bear; ‘where do you think it +is?’ + +“ ‘If we wait a little time, till his mate comes home, we shall see,’ said +the wolf. + +“The bear and the wolf walked backward and forward some time, till his +mate came home with some food in her mouth for her children. The wolf and +the bear watched her. She went to the tree where the bird was singing, and +they together flew to a little grove just by, and went to their nest. + +“ ‘Now,’ said the bear, ‘let us go and see.’ + +“ ‘No,’ said the wolf, ‘we must wait till the old birds have gone away +again.’ + +“So they noticed the place, and walked away. + +“They did not stay long, for the bear was very impatient to see the nest. +They returned, and the bear scrambled up the tree, expecting to amuse +himself finely by frightening the young tomtits. + +“ ‘Take care,’ said the wolf; ‘you had better be careful. The tomtits are +little; but little enemies are sometimes very troublesome.’ + +“ ‘Who is afraid of a tomtit?’ said the bear. + +“So saying, he poked his great black nose into the nest. + +“ ‘Who is here?’ said he; ‘what are you?’ + +“The poor birds screamed out with terror. ‘Go away! Go away!’ said they. + +“ ‘What do you mean by making such a noise,’ said he, ‘and talking so to +me? I will teach you better.’ So he put his great paw on the nest, and +crowded it down until the poor little birds were almost stifled. Presently +he left them, and went away. + +“The young tomtits were terribly frightened, and some of them were hurt. +As soon as the bear was gone, their fright gave way to anger; and, soon +after, the old birds came home, and were very indignant too. They used to +see the bear, occasionally, prowling about the woods, but did not know +what they could do to bring him to punishment. + +“Now, there was a famous glen, surrounded by high rocks, where the bear +used to go and sleep, because it was a wild, solitary place. The tomtits +often saw him there. One day, the bear was prowling around, and he saw, at +a great distance, two huntsmen, with guns, coming towards the wood. He +fled to his glen in dismay, though he thought he should be safe there. + +“The tomtits were flying about there, and presently they saw the huntsmen. +‘Now,’ said one of them to the other, ‘is the time to get rid of the +tyrant; you go and see if he is in his glen, and then come back to where +you hear me singing.’ + +“So he flew about from tree to tree, keeping in sight of the huntsmen, and +singing all the time; while the other went and found that the bear was in +his glen, crouched down in terror behind a rock. + +“The tomtits then began to flutter around the huntsmen, and fly a little +way towards the glen, and then back again. This attracted the notice of +the men, and they followed them to see what could be the matter. + +“By and by, the bear saw the terrible huntsmen coming, led on by his +little enemies, the tomtits. He sprang forward, and ran from one side of +the glen to the other; but he could not escape. They shot him with two +bullets through his head. + +“The wolf happened to be near by, at that time, upon the rocks that were +around the glen; and, hearing all this noise, he came and peeped over. As +soon as he saw how the case stood, he thought it would be most prudent for +him to walk away; which he did, saying, as he went. + +“ ‘Well, the bear has found out that it is better to have a person a +friend than an enemy, whether he is great or small.’ ” + + ------------------------------------- + +Here the farmer paused--he had ended the story. + +“And what did they do with the bear?” said Rollo. + +“O, they took off his skin to make caps of, and nailed his claws up on the +barn.” + + + + + +GEORGIE. + + + + +The Little Landing. + + +A short distance from where Rollo lives, there is a small, but very +pleasant house, just under the hill, where you go down to the stone bridge +leading over the brook. There is a noble large apple tree on one side of +the house, which bears a beautiful, sweet, and mellow kind of apple, +called golden pippins. A great many other trees and flowers are around the +house, and in the little garden on the side of it towards the brook. There +is a small white gate that leads to the house, from the road; and there is +a pleasant path leading right out from the front door, through the garden, +down to the water. This is the house that Georgie lives in. + +One evening, just before sunset, Rollo was coming along over the stone +bridge, towards home. He stopped a moment to look over the railing, down +into the water. Presently he heard a very sweet-toned voice calling out to +him, + +“Rol-lo.” + +Rollo looked along in the direction in which the sound came. It was from +the bank of the stream, a little way from the road, at the place where the +path from Georgie’s house came down to the water. The brook was broad, and +the water pretty smooth and still here; and it was a place where Rollo had +often been to sail boats with Georgie. There was a little smooth, sandy +place on the shore, at the foot of the path, and they used to call it +Georgie’s landing; and there was a seat close by, under the bushes. + +Rollo thought it was Georgie’s voice that called him, and in a minute, he +saw him sitting on his little seat, with his crutches by his side. Georgie +was a sick boy. He could not walk, but had to sit almost all day, at home, +in a large easy chair, which his father had bought for him. In the winter, +his chair was established in a particular corner, by the side of the fire, +and he had a little case of shelves and drawers, painted green, by the +side of him. In these shelves and drawers he had his books and +playthings,--his pen and ink,--his paint-box, brushes and pencils,--his +knife, and a little saw,--and a great many things which he used to make +for his amusement. Then, in the summer, his chair, and his shelves and +drawers, were moved to the end window, which looked out upon the garden +and brook. Sometimes, when he was better than usual, he could move about a +little upon crutches; and, at such times, when it was pleasant, he used to +go out into the garden, and down, through it, to his landing, at the +brook. + +Georgie had been sick a great many years, and when Rollo and Jonas first +knew him, he used to be very sad and unhappy. It was because the poor +little fellow had nothing to do. His father had to work pretty hard to get +food and clothing for his family; he loved little Georgie very much, but +he could not buy him many things. Sometimes people who visited him, used +to give him playthings, and they would amuse him a little while, but he +soon grew tired of them, and had them put away. It is very hard for any +body to be happy who has not any thing to do. + +It was Jonas that taught Georgie what to do. He lent him his knife, and +brought him some smooth, soft, pine wood, and taught him to make +wind-mills and little boxes. Georgie liked this very much, and used to sit +by his window in the summer mornings, and make playthings, hours at a +time. After he had made several things, Jonas told the boys that lived +about there, that they had better buy them of him, when they had a few +cents to spend for toys; and they did. In fact, they liked the little +windmills, and wagons, and small framed houses that Georgie made, better +than sugar-plums and candy. Besides, they liked to go and see Georgie; +for, whenever they went to buy any thing of him, he looked so contented +and happy, sitting in his easy chair, with his small and slender feet +drawn up under him, and his work on the table by his side. + +Then he was a very beautiful boy too. His face was delicate and pale, but +there was such a kind and gentle expression in his mild blue eye, and so +much sweetness in the tone of his voice, that they loved very much to go +and see him. In fact, all the boys were very fond of Georgie. + + + + +Georgie’s Money. + + +Georgie, at length, earned, in this way, quite a little sum of money. It +was nearly all in cents; but then there was one fourpence which a lady +gave him for a four-wheeled wagon that he made. He kept this money in a +corner of his drawer, and, at last, there was quite a handful of it. + +One summer evening, when Georgie’s father came home from his work, he hung +up his hat, and came and sat down in Georgie’s corner, by the side of his +little boy. Georgie looked up to him with a smile. + +“Well, father,” said he, “are you tired to-night?” + +“You are the one to be tired, Georgie,” said he, “sitting here alone all +day.” + +“Hold up your hand, father,” said Georgie, reaching out his own at the +same time, which was shut up, and appeared to have something in it. + +“Why, what have you got for me?” said his father. + +“Hold fast all I give you,” replied he; and he dropped the money all into +his father’s hand, and shut up his father’s fingers over it. + +“What is all this?” said his father. + +“It is my money,” said he, “for you. It is ’most all cents, but then there +is _one_ fourpence.” + +“I am sure, I am much obliged to you, Georgie, for this.” + +“O no,” said Georgie, “it’s only a _little_ of what you have to spend for +me.” + +Georgie’s father took the money, and put it in his pocket, and the next +day he went to Jonas, and told him about it, and asked Jonas to spend it +in buying such things as he thought would be useful to Georgie; either +playthings, or tools, or materials to work with. + +Jonas said he should be very glad to do it, for he thought he could buy +him some things that would help him very much in his work. Jonas carried +the money into the city the next time he went, and bought him a small hone +to sharpen his knife, a fine-toothed saw, and a bottle of black varnish, +with a little brush, to put it on with. He brought these things home, and +gave them to Georgie’s father; and he carried them into the house, and put +them in a drawer. + +That evening, when Georgie was at supper, his father slyly put the things +that Jonas had bought on his table, so that when he went back, after +supper, he found them there. He was very much surprised and pleased. He +examined them all very particularly, and was especially glad to have the +black varnish, for now he could varnish his work, and make it look much +more handsome. The little boxes that he made, after this, of a bright +black outside, and lined neatly with paper within, were thought by the +boys to be elegant. + +He could now earn money faster, and, as his father insisted on having all +his earnings expended for articles for Georgie’s own use, and Jonas used +to help him about expending it, he got, at last, quite a variety of +implements and articles. He had some wire, and a little pair of pliers for +bending it in all shapes, and a hammer and little nails. He had also a +paint-box and brushes, and paper of various colors, for lining boxes, and +making portfolios and pocket-books; and he had varnishes, red, green, +blue, and black. All these he kept in his drawers and shelves, and made a +great many ingenious things with them. + +So Georgie was a great friend of both Rollo and Jonas, and they often used +to come and see him, and play with him; and that was the reason that Rollo +knew his voice so well, when he called to him from the landing, when Rollo +was standing on the bridge, as described in the beginning of this story. + + + + +Two Good Friends. + + +Rollo ran along to the end of the bridge, clambered down to the water’s +edge, went along the shore among the trees and shrubbery, until he came to +the seat where Georgie was sitting. Georgie asked him to sit down, and +stay with him; but Rollo said he must go directly home; and so Georgie +took his crutches, and they began to walk slowly together up the garden +walk. + +“Where have you been, Rollo?” said Georgie. + +“I have been to see my cousin James, to ask him to go to the city with us +to-morrow.” + +“Are you going to the city?” + +“Yes; uncle George gave James and I a half a dollar apiece, the other day; +and mother is going to carry us into the city to-morrow to buy something +with it.” + +“Is Jonas going with you?” + +“Yes,” said Rollo. “He is going to drive. We are going in our carryall.” + +“I wish you would take some money for me, then, and get Jonas to buy me +something with it.” + +“Well, I will,” said Rollo. “What shall he buy for you?” + +“O, he may buy any thing he chooses.” + +“Yes, but if you do not tell him what to buy, he may buy something you +have got already.” + +“O, Jonas knows every thing I have got as well as I do.” + +Just then they came up near the house, and Georgie asked Rollo to look up +at the golden pippin tree, and see how full it was. + +“That is my branch,” said he. + +He pointed to a large branch which came out on one side, and which hung +down loaded with fruit. It would have broken down, perhaps, if there had +not been a crotched pole put under it, to prop it up. + +“But all the apples on your branch are not golden pippins,” said Rollo. +“There are some on it that are red. What beautiful red apples!” + +“Yes,” said Georgie. “Father grafted that for me, to make it bear +rosy-boys. I call the red ones my rosy-boys.” + +“Grafted?” said Rollo; “how did he graft it?” + +“O,” said Georgie, “I do not know exactly. He cut off a little branch from +a rosy-boy tree, and stuck it on somehow, and it grew, and bears rosy-boys +still.” + +Rollo thought this was very curious; Georgie told him he would give him an +apple, and that he might have his choice--a pippin or a rosy-boy. + +Rollo hesitated, and looked at them, first at one, and then at another; +but he could not decide. The rosy-boys had the brightest and most +beautiful color, but then the pippins looked so rich and mellow, that he +could not choose very easily; and so Georgie laughed, find told him he +would settle the difficulty by giving him one of each. + +“So come here,” said he, “Rollo, and let me lean on you, while I knock +them down.” + +So Rollo came and stood near him, while Georgie leaned on him, and with +his crutch gave a gentle tap to one of each of his kinds of apples, and +they fell down upon the soft grass, safe and sound. + +[Illustration: Georgie’s Apples.] + +They then went into the house, and Georgie gave Rollo his money, wrapped +up in a small piece of paper; and then Rollo, bidding him good by, went +out of the little white gate, and walked along home. + +The next morning, soon after breakfast, Jonas drove the carryall up to the +front door, and Rollo and his mother walked out to it. Rollo’s mother took +the back seat, and Rollo and Jonas sat in front, and they drove along. + +They called at the house where James lived, and found him waiting for them +on the front steps, with his half dollar in his hand. + +He ran into the house to tell his mother that the carryall had come, and +to bid her good morning, and then he came out to the gate. + +“James,” said Rollo, “you may sit on the front seat with Jonas, if you +want to.” + +James said he should like to very much; and so Rollo stepped over behind, +and sat with his mother. This was kind and polite; for boys all like the +front seat when they are riding, and Rollo therefore did right to offer it +to his cousin. + + + + +A Lecture On Playthings. + + +After a short time, they came to a smooth and pleasant road, with trees +and farm-houses on each side; and as the horse was trotting along quietly, +Rollo asked his mother if she could not tell them a story. + +“I cannot tell you a story very well, this morning, but I can give you a +lecture on playthings, if you wish.” + +“Very well, mother, we should like that,” said the boys. + +They did not know very well what a lecture was, but they thought that any +thing which their mother would propose would be interesting. + +“Do you know what a lecture is?” said she. + +“Not exactly,” said Rollo. + +“Why, I should explain to you about playthings,--the various kinds, their +use, the way to keep them, and to derive the most pleasure from them, &c. +Giving you this information will not be as _interesting_ to you as to hear +a story; but it will be more _useful_, if you attend carefully, and +endeavor to remember what I say.” + +The boys thought they should like the lecture, and promised to attend. +Rollo said he would remember it all; and so his mother began. + +“The value of a plaything does not consist in itself, but in the pleasure +it awakens in your mind. Do you understand that?” + +“Not very well,” said Rollo. + +“If you should give a round stick to a baby on the floor, and let him +strike the floor with it, he would be pleased. You would see by his looks +that it gave him great pleasure. Now, where would this pleasure be,--in +the stick, or in the floor, or in the baby?” + +“Why, in the baby,” said Rollo, laughing. + +“Yes; and would it be in his body, or in his mind?” + +“In his face,” said James. + +“In his eyes,” said Rollo. + +“You would see the _signs of it_ in his face and in his eyes, but the +feeling of pleasure would be in his mind. Now, I suppose you understand +what I said, that the value of the plaything consists in the pleasure it +can awaken in the mind.” + +“Yes, mother,” said Rollo. + +“There is your jumping man,” said she; “is that a good plaything?” + +“Yes,” said Rollo, “my _kicker_. But I don’t care much about it. I don’t +know where it is now.” + +“What was it?” said James. “_I_ never saw it.” + +“It was a pasteboard man,” said his mother; “and there was a string +behind, fixed so that, by pulling it, you could make his arms and legs fly +about.” + +“Yes,” said Rollo, “I called him my _kicker_.” + +“You liked it very much, when you first had it.” + +“Yes,” said Rollo, “but I don’t think it is very pretty now.” + +“That shows what I said was true. When you first had it, it was new, and +the sight of it gave you pleasure; but the pleasure consisted in the +novelty and drollery of it, and after a little while, when you became +familiar with it, it ceased to give you pleasure, and then you did not +value it. I found it the other day lying on the ground in the yard, and +took it up and put it away carefully in a drawer.” + +“But if the value is all gone, what good does it do to save it?” said +Rollo. + +“The value to _you_ is gone, because you have become familiar with it, and +so it has lost its power to awaken feelings of pleasure in you. But it has +still power to give pleasure to other children, who have not seen it, and +I kept it for them.” + +“I should like to see it, very much,” said James. “I never saw such a +one.” + +“I will show it to you some time. Now, this is one kind of +plaything,--those which please by their _novelty_ only. It is not +generally best to buy such playthings, for you very soon get familiar with +them, and then they cease to give you pleasure, and are almost worthless.” + +“Only we ought to keep them, if we have them, to show to other boys,” said +Rollo. + +“Yes,” said his mother. “You ought never to throw them away, or leave them +on the floor, or on the ground.” + +“O, the little fool,” said Rollo suddenly. + +His mother and James looked up, wondering what Rollo meant. He was looking +out at the side of the carryall, at something about the wheel. + +“What is it,” said his mother. + +“Why, here is a large fly trying to light on the wheel, and every time his +legs touch it, it knocks them away. See! See!” + +“Yes, but you must not attend to him now. You must listen to my lecture. +You promised to give your attention to me.” + +So James and Rollo turned away from the window, and began to listen again. + +“I have told you now,” said she, “of one kind of playthings--those that +give pleasure from their _novelty_ only. There is another kind--those that +give you pleasure by their _use_;--such as a doll, for example.” + +“How, mother? Is a doll of any _use_?” + +“Yes, in one sense; that is, the girl who has it, _uses_ it continually. +Perhaps she admired the _looks_ of it, the first day it was given to her; +but then, after that, she can _use_ it in so many ways, that it continues +to afford her pleasure for a long time. She can dress and undress it, put +it to bed, make it sit up for company, and do a great many other things +with it. When she gets tired of playing with it one day, she puts it away, +and the next day she thinks of something new to do with it, which she +never thought of before. Now, which should you think the pleasure you +should obtain from a ball, would arise from, its _novelty_, or its _use_?” + +“Its _use_,” said the boys. + +“Yes,” said the mother. “The first sight of a ball would not give you any +very special pleasure. Its value would consist in the pleasure you would +take in playing with it. + +“Now, it is generally best to buy such playthings as you can use a great +many times, and in a great many ways; such as a top, a ball, a knife, a +wheelbarrow. But things that please you only by their _novelty_, will soon +lose all their power to give you pleasure, and be good for nothing to you. +Such, for instance, as jumping men, and witches, and funny little images. +Children are very often deceived in buying their playthings; for those +things which please by their novelty only, usually please them very much +for a few minutes, while they are in the shop, and see them for the first +time; while those things which would last a long time, do not give them +much pleasure at first. + +“There is another kind of playthings I want to tell you about a little, +and then my lecture will be done. I mean playthings which give _you_ +pleasure, but give _other persons_ pain. A drum and a whistle, for +example, are disagreeable to other persons; and children, therefore, ought +not to choose them, unless they have a place to go to, to play with them, +which will be out of hearing. I have known boys to buy masks to frighten +other children with, and bows and arrows, which sometimes are the means of +putting out children’s eyes. So you must consider, when you are choosing +playthings, first, whether the pleasure they will give you will be from +the _novelty_ or the _use_; and, secondly, whether, in giving _you_ +pleasure, they will give _any other persons_ pain. + +“This is the end of the lecture. Now you may rest a little, and look +about, and then I will tell you a short story.” + + + + +The Young Drivers. + + +They came, about this time, to the foot of a long hill, and Jonas said he +believed that he would get out and walk up, and he said James might drive +the horse. So he put the reins into James’s hands, and jumped out. Rollo +climbed over the seat, and sat by his side. Presently James saw a large +stone in the road, and he asked Rollo to see how well he could drive round +it; for as the horse was going, he would have carried one wheel directly +over it. So he pulled one of the reins, and turned the horse away; but he +contrived to turn him out just far enough to make the _other_ wheel go +over the stone. Rollo laughed, and asked him to let him try the next time; +and James gave him the reins; but there was no other stone till they got +up to the top of the hill. + +Then James said that Rollo might ride on the front seat now, and when +Jonas got in, he climbed back to the back seat, and took his place by the +side of Rollo’s mother. + +“Come, mother,” then said Rollo, “we are rested enough now: please to +begin the story.” + +“Very well, if you are all ready.” + +So she began as follows:-- + + + + The Story of Shallow, Selfish, and Wise. + + + Once there were three boys going into town to buy some playthings: + their names were Shallow, Selfish, and Wise. Each had half a + dollar. Shallow carried his in his hand, tossing it up in the air, + and catching it, as he went along. Selfish kept teasing his mother + to give him some more money: half a dollar, he said, was not + enough. Wise walked along quietly, with his cash safe in his + pocket. + + Presently Shallow missed catching his half dollar, and--chink--it + went, on the sidewalk, and it rolled along down into a crack under + a building. Then he began to cry. Selfish stood by, holding his + own money tight in his hands, and said he did not pity Shallow at + all; it was good enough for him; he had no business to be tossing + it up. Wise came up, and tried to get the money out with a stick, + but he could not. He told Shallow not to cry; said he was sorry he + had lost his money, and that he would give him half of his, as + soon as they could get it changed at the shop. + + So they walked along to the toy-shop. + + Their mother said that each one might choose his own plaything; so + they began to look around on the counter and shelves. + + After a while, Shallow began to laugh very loud and heartily at + something he found. It was an image of a grinning monkey. It + looked very droll indeed. Shallow asked Wise to come and see. Wise + laughed at it too, but said he should not want to buy it, as he + thought he should soon get tired of laughing at any thing, if it + was ever so droll. + + Shallow was sure that he should never get tired of laughing at so + very droll a thing as the grinning monkey; and he decided to buy + it, if Wise would give him half of his money; and so Wise did. + + Selfish found a rattle, a large, noisy rattle, and went to + springing it until they were all tired of hearing the noise. + + “I think I shall buy this,” said he. “I can make believe that + there is a fire, and can run about springing my rattle, and + crying, ‘Fire! Fire!’ or I can play that a thief is breaking into + a store, and can rattle my rattle at him, and call out, ‘Stop + thief!’ ” + + “But that will disturb all the people in the house,” said Wise. + + “What care I for that?” said Selfish. + + Selfish found that the price of his rattle was not so much as the + half dollar; so he laid out the rest of it in cake, and sat down + on a box, and began to eat it. + + Wise passed by all the images and gaudy toys, only good to look at + a few times, and chose a soft ball, and finding that that did not + take all of his half of the money, he purchased a little morocco + box with an inkstand, some wafers, and one or two short pens in + it. Shallow told him that was not a plaything; it was only fit for + a school; and as to his ball, he did not think much of that. + + Wise said he thought they could all play with the ball a great + many times, and he thought, too, that he should like his little + inkstand rainy days and winter evenings. + + So the boys walked along home. Shallow stopped every moment to + laugh at his monkey, and Selfish to spring his rattle; and they + looked with contempt on Wise’s ball, which he carried quietly in + one hand, and his box done up in brown paper in the other. + + When they got home, Shallow ran in to show his monkey. The people + smiled a little, but did not take much notice of it; and, in fact, + it did not look half so funny, even to himself, as it did in the + shop. In a short time, it did not make him laugh at all, and then + he was vexed and angry with it. He said he meant to go and throw + the ugly old baboon away; he was tired of seeing that same old + grin on his face all the time. So he went and threw it over the + wall. + + Selfish ate his cake up, on his way home. He would not give his + brothers any, for he said they had had their money as well as he. + When he got home, he went about the house, up and down, through + parlor and chamber, kitchen and shed, springing his rattle, and + calling out, “Stop thief! Stop thief!” or “Fire! Fire!” Every body + got tired, and asked him to be still; but he did not mind, until, + at last, his father took his rattle away from him, and put it up + on a high shelf. + + Then Selfish and Shallow went out and found Wise playing + beautifully with his ball in the yard; and he invited them to play + with him. They would toss it up against the wall, and learn to + catch it when it came down; and then they made some bat-sticks, + and knocked it back and forth to one another, about the yard. The + more they played with the ball, the more they liked it, and, as + Wise was always very careful not to play near any holes, and to + put it away safe when he had done with it, he kept it a long time, + and gave them pleasure a great many times all summer long. + + And then his inkstand box was a great treasure. He would get it + out in the long winter evenings, and lend Selfish and Shallow, + each, one of his pens; and they would all sit at the table, and + make pictures, and write little letters, and seal them with small + bits of the wafers. In fact, Wise kept his inkstand box safe till + he grew up to be a man. + + That is the end of the story. + + + + +The Toy-Shop. + + +“I wish I could get an inkstand box,” said Rollo, when the story was +finished. + +“I think he was very foolish to throw away his grinning monkey,” said +James, “I wish I could see a grinning monkey.” + +They continued talking about this story some time, and at length they drew +nigh to the city. They drove to a stable, where Jonas had the horse put +up, and then they all walked on in search of a toy-shop. + +They passed along through one or two streets, walking very slowly, so that +the boys might look at the pictures and curious things in the shop +windows. At length they came to a toy-shop, and all went in. + +They saw at once a great number and variety of playthings exhibited to +view. All around the floor were arranged horses on wheels, little carts, +wagons, and baskets. The counter had a great variety of images and +figures,--birds that would peep, and dogs that would bark, and drummers +that would drum--all by just turning a little handle. Then the shelves and +the window were filled with all sorts of boxes, and whips, and puzzles, +and tea-sets, and dolls, dressed and not dressed. There were bows and +arrows, and darts, and jumping ropes, and glass dogs, and little +rocking-horses, and a thousand other things. + +When the boys first came in, there was a little girl standing by the +counter with a small slate in her hand. She looked like a poor girl, +though she was neat and tidy in her dress. She was talking with the +shopman about the slate. + +“Don’t you think,” said she, “you could let me have it for ten cents?” + +“No,” said he, “I could not afford it for less than fifteen. It cost me +more than ten.” + +The little girl laid the slate down, and looked disappointed and sad. +Rollo’s mother came up to her, took up the slate, and said, + +“I should think you had better give him fifteen cents. It is a very good +slate. It is worth as much as that, certainly.” + +“Yes, madam, so I tell her,” said the shopman. + +“But I have not got but ten cents,” said the little girl. + +“Have not you?” said Rollo’s mother. She stood still thinking a moment, +and then she asked the little girl what her name was. + +She said it was Maria. + +She asked her what she wanted the slate for; and Maria said it was to do +sums on, at school. She wanted to study arithmetic, and could not do so +without a slate. + +Jonas then came forward, and said that he should like to give her five +cents of Georgie’s money, and that, with the ten she had, would be enough. +He said that Georgie had given him authority to do what he thought best +with his money, and he knew, if Georgie was here, he would wish to help +the little girl. + +Rollo and James were both sorry they had not thought of it themselves; +and, as soon as Jonas mentioned it, they wanted to give some of their +money to the girl; but Jonas said he knew that Georgie would prefer to do +it. At last, however, it was agreed that Rollo and James should furnish +one cent each, and Georgie the rest. This was all agreed upon after a low +conversation by themselves in a corner of the store; and then Jonas came +forward, and told the shopman that they were going to pay the additional +five cents, and that he might let the girl have the slate. So Jonas paid +the money, and it was agreed that Rollo and James should pay him back +their share, when they got their money changed. The boys were very much +pleased to see the little girl go away so happy with her slate in her +hand. It was neatly done up in paper, with two pencils which the shopman +gave her, done up inside. + +After Maria was gone, the boys looked around the shop, but could not find +any thing which exactly pleased them; or at least they could not find any +thing which pleased them so much more than any thing else, that they could +decide in favor of it. So they concluded to walk along, and look at +another shop. + +They succeeded at last in finding some playthings that they liked, and +Jonas bought a variety of useful things for Georgie. On their way home, +the carryall stopped at the house where Lucy lived and Rollo’s mother left +him and James there, to show Lucy their playthings. + +One of the things they bought was a little boat with two sails, and they +went down behind the house to sail it. The other playthings and books they +carried down too, and had a fine time playing with them, with Lucy and +another little girl who was visiting her that afternoon. + + + + + + ------------------------------------- + + + + + +THE ROLLO SERIES + +IS COMPOSED OF FOURTEEN VOLUMES, VIZ. + + Rollo Learning to Talk. + Rollo Learning to Read. + Rollo at Work. + Rollo at Play. + Rollo at School. + Rollo’s Vacation. + Rollo’s Experiments. + Rollo’s Museum. + Rollo’s Travels. + Rollo’s Correspondence. + Rollo’s Philosophy--Water. + Rollo’s Philosophy--Air. + Rollo’s Philosophy--Fire. + Rollo’s Philosophy--Sky. + + + + + + + +***FINIS*** + + + + +*** END OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK ROLLO AT WORK *** + +Updated editions will replace the previous one--the old editions will +be renamed. + +Creating the works from print editions not protected by U.S. copyright +law means that no one owns a United States copyright in these works, +so the Foundation (and you!) can copy and distribute it in the +United States without permission and without paying copyright +royalties. 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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 class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">In particular, four asterisks that appear to be footnote marks without a +corresponding footnote have been deleted.</p> + +</div> + +<hr class="doublepage" /><div class="tei tei-div" style="margin-bottom: 5.00em; margin-top: 5.00em"> + <p class="tei tei-p" style="text-align: center; margin-bottom: 1.20em"><span style="font-size: 120%; font-weight: 700">The</span></p> + <p class="tei tei-p" style="text-align: center; margin-bottom: 1.73em"><span style="font-size: 173%; font-weight: 700">Rollo Books</span></p> + <p class="tei tei-p" style="text-align: center; margin-bottom: 1.20em"><span style="font-size: 120%; font-weight: 700">by</span></p> + <p class="tei tei-p" style="text-align: center; margin-bottom: 1.44em"><span style="font-size: 144%; font-weight: 700">Jacob Abbott</span></p> + + + + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"></p><div class="tei tei-figure" style="text-align: center"><img src="images/i003.jpg" width="480" height="800" alt="The Rollo Books by Jacob Abbott. Boston, Phillips, Sampson, & Co." title="The Rollo Books by Jacob Abbott. Boston, Phillips, Sampson, & Co." /><div class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: center; margin-bottom: 1.00em; margin-top: 1.00em">The Rollo Books by Jacob Abbott. Boston, Phillips, Sampson, & +Co.</div></div> + + + + <p class="tei tei-p" style="text-align: center; margin-bottom: 1.20em"><span style="font-size: 120%; font-weight: 700">Boston, Phillips, Sampson, & Co.</span></p> + + <div class="tei tei-tb"><hr style="width: 50%" /></div> + + <p class="tei tei-p" style="text-align: center; margin-bottom: 1.73em"><span style="font-size: 173%; font-weight: 700">Rollo At Work</span></p> + <p class="tei tei-p" style="text-align: center; margin-bottom: 1.20em"><span style="font-size: 120%; font-weight: 700">Or</span></p> + <p class="tei tei-p" style="text-align: center; margin-bottom: 1.44em"><span style="font-size: 144%; font-weight: 700">The Way to Be Industrious</span></p> + + <div class="tei tei-tb"><hr style="width: 50%" /></div> + +</div> + + +<div class="tei tei-div" style="margin-bottom: 5.00em; margin-top: 5.00em"> +<h1 class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 3.46em; margin-top: 3.46em"><span style="font-size: 173%">Notice to Parents.</span></h1> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Although this little work, and its fellow, <span class="tei tei-q">“<span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-variant: small-caps">Rollo At +Play</span></span>,”</span> are intended +principally as a means of entertainment for their little readers, it is +hoped by the writer that they may aid in accomplishing some of the +following useful purposes:—</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">1. In cultivating <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">the thinking powers</span></span>; as frequent +occasions occur, in +which the incidents of the narrative, and the conversations arising from +them, are intended to awaken and engage the reasoning and reflective +faculties of the little readers.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">2. In promoting the progress of children <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">in reading</span></span> +and in knowledge +of language; for the diction of the stories is intended to be often in +advance of the natural language of the reader, and yet so used as to be +explained by the connection.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">3. In cultivating the <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">amiable and gentle qualities of the +heart</span></span>. The +scenes are laid in quiet and virtuous life, and the character and +conduct described are generally—with the exception of some of the +ordinary exhibitions of childish folly—character and conduct to be +imitated; for it is generally better, in dealing with children, to +allure them to what is right by agreeable pictures of it, than to +attempt to drive them to it by repulsive delineations of what is wrong.</p> +</div> + +<div class="tei tei-div" style="margin-bottom: 5.00em; margin-top: 5.00em"> + <h1 class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 3.46em; margin-top: 3.46em"><span style="font-size: 173%">Contents</span></h1> + <ul class="tei tei-index tei-index-toc"><li><a href="#toc2">Story 1. Labor Lost</a></li><li style="margin-left: 2em"><a href="#toc4">Elky.</a></li><li style="margin-left: 2em"><a href="#toc6">Preparations.</a></li><li style="margin-left: 2em"><a href="#toc8">A Bad Beginning.</a></li><li style="margin-left: 2em"><a href="#toc10">What Rollo Might Do.</a></li><li style="margin-left: 2em"><a href="#toc12">A New Plan.</a></li><li style="margin-left: 2em"><a href="#toc15">Hirrup! Hirrup!</a></li><li style="margin-left: 2em"><a href="#toc17">An Overturn.</a></li><li><a href="#toc19">Story 2. The Two Little Wheelbarrows.</a></li><li style="margin-left: 2em"><a href="#toc21">Rides.</a></li><li style="margin-left: 2em"><a href="#toc23">The Corporal's.</a></li><li style="margin-left: 2em"><a href="#toc26">The Old Nails.</a></li><li style="margin-left: 2em"><a href="#toc28">A Conversation.</a></li><li style="margin-left: 2em"><a href="#toc30">Rollo Learns to Work at Last.</a></li><li style="margin-left: 2em"><a href="#toc32">The Corporal's Again.</a></li><li><a href="#toc35">Story 3. Causey-Building.</a></li><li style="margin-left: 2em"><a href="#toc37">Sand-Men.</a></li><li style="margin-left: 2em"><a href="#toc39">The Gray Garden.</a></li><li style="margin-left: 2em"><a href="#toc41">A Contract.</a></li><li style="margin-left: 2em"><a href="#toc43">Instructions.</a></li><li style="margin-left: 2em"><a href="#toc46">Keeping Tally.</a></li><li style="margin-left: 2em"><a href="#toc48">Rights Defined.</a></li><li style="margin-left: 2em"><a href="#toc50">Calculation.</a></li><li><a href="#toc52">Story 4. Rollo's Garden.</a></li><li style="margin-left: 2em"><a href="#toc54">Farmer Cropwell.</a></li><li style="margin-left: 2em"><a href="#toc57">Work and Play.</a></li><li style="margin-left: 2em"><a href="#toc59">Planting.</a></li><li style="margin-left: 2em"><a href="#toc61">The Trying Time.</a></li><li style="margin-left: 2em"><a href="#toc63">A Narrow Escape.</a></li><li style="margin-left: 2em"><a href="#toc66">Advice.</a></li><li><a href="#toc68">Story 5. The Apple-Gathering.</a></li><li style="margin-left: 2em"><a href="#toc70">The Garden-House.</a></li><li style="margin-left: 2em"><a href="#toc72">Jolly.</a></li><li style="margin-left: 2em"><a href="#toc74">The Pet Lamb.</a></li><li style="margin-left: 2em"><a href="#toc76">The Meadow-Russet.</a></li><li style="margin-left: 2em"><a href="#toc79">Insubordination.</a></li><li style="margin-left: 2em"><a href="#toc81">Subordination.</a></li><li style="margin-left: 2em"><a href="#toc84">The New Plan Tried.</a></li><li style="margin-left: 2em"><a href="#toc86">A Present.</a></li><li style="margin-left: 2em"><a href="#toc88">The Strawberry-Bed.</a></li><li style="margin-left: 2em"><a href="#toc90">The Farmer's Story.</a></li><li><a href="#toc92">Story 6. Georgie.</a></li><li style="margin-left: 2em"><a href="#toc94">The Little Landing.</a></li><li style="margin-left: 2em"><a href="#toc96">Georgie's Money.</a></li><li style="margin-left: 2em"><a href="#toc98">Two Good Friends.</a></li><li style="margin-left: 2em"><a href="#toc101">A Lecture On Playthings.</a></li><li style="margin-left: 2em"><a href="#toc103">The Young Drivers.</a></li><li style="margin-left: 2em"><a href="#toc105">The Toy-Shop.</a></li></ul> +</div> + +<div class="tei tei-div" style="margin-bottom: 5.00em; margin-top: 5.00em"> + <h1 class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 3.46em; margin-top: 3.46em"><span style="font-size: 173%">Engravings</span></h1> + <ul class="tei tei-index tei-index-figlist"><li><a href="#figlist1">Rollo Digging Holes in the Ground.</a></li><li><a href="#figlist14">Too Heavy.</a></li><li><a href="#figlist25">The Corporal's.</a></li><li><a href="#figlist34">Rollo Took Hold of His Wheelbarrow.</a></li><li><a href="#figlist45">The Cows.</a></li><li><a href="#figlist56">The Bull Chained by the Nose.</a></li><li><a href="#figlist65">Work in the Rain.</a></li><li><a href="#figlist78">The Harvesting Party.</a></li><li><a href="#figlist83">There, Said He, See How Men Work.</a></li><li><a href="#figlist100">Georgie's Apples.</a></li></ul> +</div> + +<div class="tei tei-body" style="margin-bottom: 6.00em; margin-top: 6.00em"> + + + + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><a name="figlist1" id="figlist1"></a></p><div class="tei tei-figure" style="text-align: center"><img src="images/i009.jpg" width="480" height="730" alt="Rollo Digging Holes in the Ground." title="Rollo Digging Holes in the Ground." /><div class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: center; margin-bottom: 1.00em; margin-top: 1.00em">Rollo Digging Holes in the Ground.</div></div> + + + + +<div class="tei tei-div" style="margin-bottom: 5.00em; margin-top: 5.00em"> + +<a name="toc2" id="toc2"></a> +<a name="pdf3" id="pdf3"></a> +<h1 class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 3.46em; margin-top: 3.46em"><span style="font-size: 173%">Labor Lost.</span></h1> + + +<div class="tei tei-div" style="margin-bottom: 4.00em; margin-top: 4.00em"> +<span class="tei tei-pb" id="page7">[pg 7]</span> +<a name="toc4" id="toc4"></a> +<a name="pdf5" id="pdf5"></a> +<h2 class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 2.88em; margin-top: 2.88em"><span style="font-size: 144%">Elky.</span></h2> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">When Rollo was between five and six years old, he was one day at work in +his little garden, planting some beans. His father had given him a +little square bed in a corner of the garden, which he had planted with +corn two days before. He watched his corn impatiently for two days, and, +as it did not come up, he thought he would plant it again with beans. He +ought to have waited longer.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">He was sitting on a little cricket, digging holes in the ground, when he +heard a sudden noise. He started up, and saw a strange, monstrous head +looking at him over the garden wall. He jumped up, <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page8">[pg 8]</span>and ran as fast as +he could towards the house.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">It happened that Jonas, the boy, was at that time at work in the yard, +cutting wood, and he called out, <span class="tei tei-q">“What is the matter, Rollo?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo had just looked round, and seeing that the head remained still +where it was, he was a little ashamed of his fears; so at first he did +not answer, but walked along towards Jonas.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“That's the colt,”</span> said Jonas; <span class="tei tei-q">“should not you like to go and see +him?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo looked round again, and true enough, it was a small horse's head +that was over the wall. It looked smaller now than it did when he first +saw it.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Now there was behind the garden a green field, with scattered trees upon +it, and a thick wood at the farther side. Jonas took Rollo by the hand, +and led him back into the garden, towards the colt. The colt took his +head back over the fence as they approached, and walked away. He was now +afraid of Rollo. Jonas and Rollo climbed up upon a stile which was built +there against the fence, and saw the colt trotting away slowly <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page9">[pg 9]</span>down +towards the wood, looking back at Rollo and Jonas, by bending his head +every minute, first on one side, and then on the other.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“There comes father,”</span> said Rollo.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Jonas looked and saw Rollo's father coming out of the wood, leading a +horse. The colt and the horse had been feeding together in the field, +and Rollo's father had caught the horse, for he wanted to take a ride. +Rollo's father had a little basket in his hand, and when he saw the colt +coming towards him, he held it up and called him, <span class="tei tei-q">“<span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">Elky, +Elky, Elky, +Elky</span></span>,”</span> for the colt's name was Elkin, though they often called him +Elky. Elkin walked slowly up to the basket, and put his nose in it. He +found that there were some oats in it; and Rollo's father poured them +out on the grass, and then stood by, patting Elky's head and neck while +he ate them. Rollo thought his head looked beautifully; he +wondered how +he could have been afraid of it.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo's father led the horse across the field, through a gate, into a +green lane <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page10">[pg 10]</span>which led along the side of the garden towards the house; +and Rollo said he would run round into the lane and meet him. So he +jumped off of the stile, and ran up the garden, and Jonas followed him, +and went back to his work.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo ran round to meet his father, who was coming up the green lane, +leading the horse with a rope round his neck.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Father,”</span> said Rollo, <span class="tei tei-q">“could you put me on?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">His father smiled, and lifted Rollo up carefully, and placed him on the +horse's back. Then he walked slowly along.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Father,”</span> said Rollo, <span class="tei tei-q">“are you going away?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Yes,”</span> said he, <span class="tei tei-q">“I am going to ride away in the wagon.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Why did not you catch Elky, and let him draw you?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Elky? O, Elky is not old enough to work.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Not old enough to work!”</span> said Rollo, <span class="tei tei-q">“Why, he is pretty big. He is +almost as big as the horse. I should think he could draw you alone in +the wagon.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Perhaps he is strong enough for that; but Elky has never learned to +work yet.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page11">[pg 11]</span><span class="tei tei-q">“Never learned!”</span> said Rollo, in great surprise. <span class="tei tei-q">“Do +horses +have to <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">learn</span></span> to work? Why, they have nothing to do but +to pull.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Why, suppose,”</span> said his father, <span class="tei tei-q">“that he should dart off at once as +soon as he is harnessed, and pull with all his strength, and furiously.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“O, he must not do so: he must pull gently and slowly.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Well, suppose he pulls gently a minute, and then stops and looks round, +and then I tell him to go on, and he pulls a minute again, and then +stops and looks round.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“O no,”</span> said Rollo, laughing, <span class="tei tei-q">“he must not do so; he must keep pulling +steadily all the time.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Yes, so you see he has something more to do than merely to pull; he +must pull right, and he must be taught to do this. Besides, he must +learn to obey all my various commands. Why, a horse needs to be taught +to work as much as a boy.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Why, father, I can work; and I have never been taught.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“O no,”</span> said his father, smiling, <span class="tei tei-q">“you cannot work.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page12">[pg 12]</span><span class="tei tei-q">“I can plant beans,”</span> said Rollo.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Just then, Rollo, who was all this time riding on the horse, looked down +from his high seat into a little bush by the side of the road, and saw +there a little bunch that looked like a birdsnest; and he said, <span class="tei tei-q">“O, +father, please to take me down; I want to look at that birdsnest.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">His father knew that he would not hurt the birdsnest; so he took him off +of the horse, and put him on the ground. Then he walked on with the +horse, and Rollo turned back to see the nest. He climbed up upon a log +that lay by the side of the bush, and then gently opened the branches +and looked in. Four little, unfledged birds lifted up their heads, and +opened their mouths wide. They heard the noise which Rollo made, and +thought it was their mother come to feed them.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Ah, you little dickeys,”</span> said Rollo; <span class="tei tei-q">“hungry, are you? +<span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">I</span></span> have not got any thing for you to eat.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo looked at them a little while, and then slowly got down and walked +along up the lane, saying to himself, <span class="tei tei-q">“<span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">They</span></span> are not +big +enough to work, at any rate, but <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">I</span></span> am, I know, and I do +not believe but that <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">Elky</span></span> is.”</span></p> +</div> + + +<div class="tei tei-div" style="margin-bottom: 4.00em; margin-top: 4.00em"> +<span class="tei tei-pb" id="page13">[pg 13]</span> +<a name="toc6" id="toc6"></a> +<a name="pdf7" id="pdf7"></a> +<h2 class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 2.88em; margin-top: 2.88em"><span style="font-size: 144%">Preparations.</span></h2> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">When Rollo got back into the yard, he found his father just getting into +the wagon to go away. Jonas stood by the horse, having just finished +harnessing him.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Father,”</span> said Rollo, <span class="tei tei-q">“I can work. You thought I could not work, but I +can. I am going to work to-day while you are gone.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Are you?”</span> said his father. <span class="tei tei-q">“Very well; I should be glad to have +you.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“What should you like to have me do?”</span> asked Rollo.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“O, you may pick up chips, or pile that short wood in the shed. But +stand back from the wheel, for I am going to start now.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">So Rollo stood back, and his father drew up the reins which Jonas had +just put into his hands, and guided the horse slowly and carefully out +of the yard. Rollo ran along behind the wagon as far as the gate, to see +his father go off, and stood there a few minutes, watching him as he +rode along, until he disappeared at <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page14">[pg 14]</span>a turn in the road. He then came +back to the yard, and sat down on a log by the side of Jonas, who was +busily at work mending the wheelbarrow.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo sat singing to himself for some time, and then he said,</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Jonas, father thinks I am not big enough to work; don't you think I +am?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“I don't know,”</span> said Jonas, hesitating. <span class="tei tei-q">“You do not seem to be very +industrious just now.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“O, I am resting now,”</span> said Rollo; <span class="tei tei-q">“I am going to work pretty +soon.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“What are you resting from?”</span> said Jonas.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“O, I am resting because I am tired.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“What are you tired of?”</span> said Jonas. <span class="tei tei-q">“What have you been +doing?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo had no answer at hand, for he had not been doing any thing at all. +The truth was, it was pleasanter for him to sit on the log and sing, and +see Jonas mend the wheelbarrow, than to go to work himself; and he +mistook that feeling for being tired. Boys often do so when they are set +to work.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo, finding that he had no excuse for sitting there any longer, +presently got up, <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page15">[pg 15]</span>and sauntered along towards the house, saying that +he +was going to work, picking up chips.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Now there was, in a certain corner of the yard, a considerable space +covered with chips, which were the ones that Rollo had to pick up. He +knew that his father wished to have them put into a kind of a bin in the +shed, called the <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">chip-bin</span></span>. So he went into the house for +a basket.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">He found his mother busy; and she said she could not go and get a basket +for him; but she told him the chip-basket was probably in its place in +the shed, and he might go and get that.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“But,”</span> said Rollo, <span class="tei tei-q">“that is too large. I cannot lift that great basket +full of chips.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“You need not fill it full then,”</span> said his mother. <span class="tei tei-q">“Put in just as +many +as you can easily carry.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo still objected, saying that he wanted her very much to go and get +a smaller one. He could not work without a smaller one.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Very well,”</span> said she, <span class="tei tei-q">“I would rather that you should not work then. +The in<span class="tei tei-pb" id="page16">[pg 16]</span>terruption to me to get up now, and go to look for a smaller +basket, will be greater than all the good you will do in picking up +chips.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo then told her that his father wanted him to work, and he related +to her all the conversation they had had. She then thought that she had +better do all in her power to give Rollo a fair experiment; so she left +her work, went down, got him a basket which he said was just big enough, +and left him at the door, going out to his work in the yard.</p> +</div> + + +<div class="tei tei-div" style="margin-bottom: 4.00em; margin-top: 4.00em"> +<a name="toc8" id="toc8"></a> +<a name="pdf9" id="pdf9"></a> +<h2 class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 2.88em; margin-top: 2.88em"><span style="font-size: 144%">A Bad Beginning.</span></h2> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo sat down on the chips, and began picking them up, all around him, +and throwing them into his basket. He soon filled it up, and then lugged +it in, emptied it into the chip-bin, and then returned, and began to +fill it again.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">He had not got his basket more than half full the second time, before he +came upon some very large chips, which were so square and flat, that he +thought they would be good to build houses with. He <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page17">[pg 17]</span>thought he would +just try them a little, and began to stand them up in such a manner as +to make the four walls of a house. He found, however, an unexpected +difficulty; for although the chips were large and square, yet the edges +were so sharp that they would not stand up very well.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Some time was spent in trying experiments with them in various ways; but +he could not succeed very well; so he began again industriously to put +them into his basket.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">When he got the basket nearly full, the second time, he thought he was +tired, and that it would be a good plan to take a little time for rest; +and he would go and see Jonas a little while.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Now his various interruptions and delays, his conversation with his +mother, the delay in getting the basket, and his house-building, had +occupied considerable time; so that, when he went back to Jonas, it was +full half an hour from the time when he left him; and he found that +Jonas had finished mending the wheelbarrow, and had put it in its place, +and was just going away himself into the field.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page18">[pg 18]</span><span class="tei tei-q">“Well, Rollo,”</span> said he, <span class="tei tei-q">“how do you get along with your +work?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“O, very well,”</span> said Rollo; <span class="tei tei-q">“I have been picking up chips all the time +since I went away from you.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo did not mean to tell a falsehood. But he was not aware how much of +his time he had idled away.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“And how many have you got in?”</span> said Jonas.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Guess,”</span> said Rollo.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Six baskets full,”</span> said Jonas.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“No,”</span> said Rollo.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Eight.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“No; not so many.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“How many, then?”</span> said Jonas, who began to be tired of guessing.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Two; that is, I have got one in, and the other is almost full.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Only two?”</span> said Jonas. <span class="tei tei-q">“Then you cannot have worked very steadily. +Come +here and I will show you how to work.”</span></p> +</div> + + +<div class="tei tei-div" style="margin-bottom: 4.00em; margin-top: 4.00em"> +<a name="toc10" id="toc10"></a> +<a name="pdf11" id="pdf11"></a> +<h2 class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 2.88em; margin-top: 2.88em"><span style="font-size: 144%">What Rollo Might Do.</span></h2> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">So Jonas walked along to the chips, and asked Rollo to fill up that +basket, and <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page19">[pg 19]</span>carry it, and then come back, and he would tell him.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">So Rollo filled up the basket, carried it to the bin, and came back very +soon. Jonas told him then to fill it up again as full as it was before.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“There,”</span> said Jonas, when it was done, <span class="tei tei-q">“now it is as full as the other +was, and I should think you have been less than two minutes in doing it. +We will call it two minutes. Two minutes for each basket full would make +thirty baskets full in an hour. Now, I don't think there are more than +thirty baskets full in all; so that, if you work steadily, but without +hurrying any, you would get them all in in an hour.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“In an hour?”</span> said Rollo. <span class="tei tei-q">“Could I get them all in in an hour?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Yes,”</span> said Jonas, <span class="tei tei-q">“I have no doubt you can. But you must not hurry +and +get tired out. Work moderately, but <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">steadily</span></span>;—that +is the way.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">So Jonas went to the field, leaving Rollo to go on with his thirty +baskets. Rollo thought it would be a fine thing to get the chips all in +before his father should come home, and he went to work very busily +filling his basket the third time.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page20">[pg 20]</span><span class="tei tei-q">“I can do it quicker,”</span> said he to himself. <span class="tei tei-q">“I can fill the +basket a +great deal faster than that. I will get it all done in half an hour.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">So he began to throw in the chips as fast as possible, taking up very +large ones too, and tossing them in in any way. Now it happened that he +did fill it this time very quick; for the basket being small, and the +chips that he now selected very large, they did not pack well, but lay +up in every direction, so as apparently to fill up the basket quite +full, when, in fact, there were great empty spaces in it; and when he +took it up to carry it, it felt very light, because it was in great part +empty.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">He ran along with it, forgetting Jonas's advice not to hurry, and +thinking that the reason why it seemed so light was because he was so +strong. When he got to the coal-bin, the chips would not come out +easily. They were so large that they had got wedged between the sides of +the basket, and he had hard work to get them out.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">This fretted him, and cooled his ardor somewhat; he walked back rather +slowly, and began again to fill his basket.</p> +</div> + + +<div class="tei tei-div" style="margin-bottom: 4.00em; margin-top: 4.00em"> +<span class="tei tei-pb" id="page21">[pg 21]</span> +<a name="toc12" id="toc12"></a> +<a name="pdf13" id="pdf13"></a> +<h2 class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 2.88em; margin-top: 2.88em"><span style="font-size: 144%">A New Plan.</span></h2> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Before he had got many chips in it, however, he happened to think that +the wheelbarrow would be a better thing to get them in with. They would +not stick in that as they did in the basket. <span class="tei tei-q">“Men always use a +wheelbarrow,”</span> he said to himself, <span class="tei tei-q">“and why should not I?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">So he turned the chips out of his basket, thus losing so much labor, and +went after the wheelbarrow. He spent some time in looking to see how +Jonas had mended it, and then he attempted to wheel it along to the +chips. He found it quite heavy; but he contrived to get it along, and +after losing considerable time in various delays, he at last had it +fairly on the ground, and began to fill it.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">He found that the chips would go into the wheelbarrow beautifully, and +he was quite pleased with his own ingenuity in thinking of it. He +thought he would take a noble load, and so he filled it almost full, but +it took a long time to do it, for the wheelbarrow was so large that he +got tired, and stopped several times to rest.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page22">[pg 22]</span>When, at length, it was full, he took hold of the handles, and +lifted +away upon it. He found it very heavy. He made another desperate effort, +and succeeded in raising it from the ground a little; but unluckily, as +wheelbarrows are very apt to do when the load is too heavy for the +workman, it tipped down to one side, and, though Rollo exerted all his +strength to save it, it was in vain.</p> + + + + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><a name="figlist14" id="figlist14"></a></p><div class="tei tei-figure" style="text-align: center"><img src="images/i025.jpg" width="480" height="480" alt="Too Heavy." title="Too Heavy." /><div class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: center; margin-bottom: 1.00em; margin-top: 1.00em">Too Heavy.</div></div> + + + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page23">[pg 23]</span>Over went the wheelbarrow, and about half of the chips were +poured out +upon the ground again.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“O dear me!”</span> said Rollo; <span class="tei tei-q">“I wish this wheelbarrow was not so +heavy.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">He sat down on the side of the wheelbarrow for a time in despair. He had +a great mind to give up work for that day. He thought he had done +enough; he was tired. But, then, when he reflected that he had only got +in three small baskets of chips, and that his father would see that it +was really true, as he had supposed, that Rollo could not work, he felt +a little ashamed to stop.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">So he tipped the wheelbarrow back, which he could easily do now that the +load was half out, and thought he would wheel those along, and take the +rest next time.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">By great exertions he contrived to stagger along a little way with this +load, until presently the wheel settled into a little low place in the +path, and he could not move it any farther. This worried and troubled +him again. He tried to draw the wheelbarrow back, as he had often seen +Jonas do in similar cases, but in vain. It would not move back or +forwards. <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page24">[pg 24]</span>Then he went round to the wheel, and pulled upon that; but +it +would not do. The wheel held its place immovably.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo sat down on the grass a minute or two, wishing that he had not +touched the wheelbarrow. It was unwise for him to have left his basket, +his regular and proper mode of carrying the chips, to try experiments +with the wheelbarrow, which he was not at all accustomed to. And now the +proper course for him to have taken, would have been to leave the +wheelbarrow where it was, go and get the basket, take out the chips from +the wheelbarrow, and carry them, a basket full at a time, to the bin, +then take the wheelbarrow to its place, and go on with his work in the +way he began.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">But Rollo, like all other boys who have not learned to work, was more +inclined to get somebody to help him do what was beyond his own +strength, than to go quietly on alone in doing what he himself was able +to do. So he left the wheelbarrow, and went into the house to try to +find somebody to help him.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">He came first into the kitchen, where Mary was at work getting dinner, +and he <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page25">[pg 25]</span>asked her to come out and help him get his wheelbarrow out of +a +hole. Mary said she could not come then, but, if he would wait a few +minutes, she would. Rollo could not wait, but went off in pursuit of his +mother.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Mother,”</span> said he, as he opened the door into her chamber, <span class="tei tei-q">“could not +you come out and help me get my wheelbarrow along?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“What wheelbarrow?”</span> said his mother.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Why, the great wheelbarrow. I am wheeling chips in it, and I cannot get +it along.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“I thought you were picking up chips in the basket I got for you.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Yes, mother, I did a little while; but I thought I could get them along +faster with the wheelbarrow.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“And, instead of that, it seems you cannot get them along at all.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Why, mother, it is only one little place. It is in a little hole. If I +could only get it out of that little hole, it would go very well.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“But it seems to me you are not a very profitable workman, Rollo, after +all. You wanted me very much to go and get you <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page26">[pg 26]</span>a small basket, +because +the common basket was too large and heavy; so I left my work, and went +and got it for you. But you soon lay it aside, and go, of your own +accord, and get something heavier than the common chip-basket, a great +deal. And now I must leave my work and go down and wheel it along for +you.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Only this once, mother. If you can get it out of this hole for me, I +will be careful not to let it get in again.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Well,”</span> said his mother at length, <span class="tei tei-q">“I will go. Though the common way +with wagoners, when they get their loads into difficulty, is to throw a +part off until they lighten it sufficiently, and then go on. I will go +this time; but if you get into difficulty again, you must get out +yourself.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">So Rollo and his mother went down together, and she took hold of the +wheelbarrow, and soon got it out. She advised Rollo not to use the +wheelbarrow, but to return to his basket, but yet wished him to do just +as he thought best himself.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">When she had returned to the house, Rollo went on with his load, slowly +and with great difficulty. He succeeded, however, in working it along +until he came to <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page27">[pg 27]</span>the edge of the platform which was before the shed +door, where he was to carry in his chips. Here, of course, he was at a +complete stand, as he could not get the wheel up such a high step; so he +sat down on the edge of the platform, not knowing what to do next.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">He could not go to his mother, for she had told him that she could not +help him again; so, on the whole, he concluded that he would not pick up +chips any more; he would pile the wood. He recollected that his father +had told him that he might either pick up chips or pile wood; and the +last, he thought, would be much easier.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“I shall not have any thing to carry or to wheel at all,”</span> said he to +himself, <span class="tei tei-q">“and so I shall not have any of these difficulties.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">So he left his wheelbarrow where it was, at the edge of the platform, +intending to ask Jonas to get it up for him when he should come home. He +went into the shed, and began to pile up the wood.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">It was some very short, small wood, prepared for a stove in his mother's +chamber, and he knew where his father wanted to have it piled—back +against the side of <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page28">[pg 28]</span>the shed, near where the wood was lying Jonas +had +thrown it down there in a heap as he had sawed and split it.</p> +</div> + + +<div class="tei tei-div" style="margin-bottom: 4.00em; margin-top: 4.00em"> +<a name="toc15" id="toc15"></a> +<a name="pdf16" id="pdf16"></a> +<h2 class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 2.88em; margin-top: 2.88em"><span style="font-size: 144%">Hirrup! Hirrup!</span></h2> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">He began to lay the wood regularly upon the ground where his pile was to +be, and for a few minutes went on very prosperously. But presently he +heard a great trampling in the street, and ran out to see what it was, +and found that it was a large herd of cattle driving by—oxen and cows, +and large and small calves. They filled the whole road as they walked +slowly along, and Rollo climbed up upon the fence, by the side of the +gate, to look at them. He was much amused to see so large a herd, and he +watched all their motions. Some stopped to eat by the road side; some +tried to run off down the lane, but were driven back by boys with long +whips, who ran after them. Others would stand still in the middle of the +road and bellow, and here and there two or three would be seen pushing +one another with their horns, or running up upon a bank by the road +side.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page29">[pg 29]</span>Presently Rollo heard a commotion among the cattle at a little +distance, +and, looking that way, saw that Jonas was in among them, with a stick, +driving the about, and calling out, <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-variant: small-caps">Hirrup! Hirrup!</span></span> At +first he could +not think what he was doing; but presently he saw that their own cow had +got in among the others, and Jonas was trying to get her out.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Some of the men who were driving the herd helped him, and they +succeeded, at length, in getting her away by herself, by the side of the +road. The rest of the cattle moved slowly on, and when they were fairly +by, Jonas called out to Rollo to open the gate and then run away.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo did, accordingly, open the gate and run up the yard, and presently +he saw the cow coming in, with Jonas after her.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Jonas,”</span> said Rollo, <span class="tei tei-q">“how came our cow in among all those?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“She got out of the pasture somehow,”</span> said Jonas, in reply, <span class="tei tei-q">“and I +must +go and drive her back. How do you get along with your chips?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“O, not very well. I want you to help me get the wheelbarrow up on the +platform.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page30">[pg 30]</span><span class="tei tei-q">“The wheelbarrow!”</span> said Jonas. <span class="tei tei-q">“Are you doing it with the +wheelbarrow?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“No. I am not picking up chips now at all. I am piling wood. I <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">did</span></span> +have the wheelbarrow.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">In the mean time, the cow walked along through the yard and out of the +gate into the field, and Jonas said he must go on immediately after her, +to drive her back into the pasture, and put up the fence, and so he +could not stop to help Rollo about the chips; but he would just look in +and see if he was piling the wood right.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">He accordingly just stepped a moment to the shed door, and looked at +Rollo's work. <span class="tei tei-q">“That will do very well,”</span> said he; <span class="tei tei-q">“only you must put the +biggest ends of the sticks outwards, or it will all tumble down.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">So saying, he turned away, and walked off fast after the cow.</p> +</div> + + +<div class="tei tei-div" style="margin-bottom: 4.00em; margin-top: 4.00em"> +<a name="toc17" id="toc17"></a> +<a name="pdf18" id="pdf18"></a> +<h2 class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 2.88em; margin-top: 2.88em"><span style="font-size: 144%">An Overturn.</span></h2> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo stood looking at him for some time, wishing that he was going too. +But <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page31">[pg 31]</span>he knew that he must not go without his mother's leave, and +that, +if he should go in to ask her, Jonas would have gone so far that he +should not be able to overtake him. So he went back to his wood-pile.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">He piled a little more, and as he piled he wondered what Jonas meant by +telling him to put the largest ends outwards. He took up a stick which +had a knot on one end, which made that end much the largest, and laid it +on both ways, first with the knot back against the side of the shed, and +then with the knot in front, towards himself. He did not see but that +the stick lay as steadily in one position as in the other.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Jonas was mistaken,”</span> said he. <span class="tei tei-q">“It is a great deal better to put the +big +ends back. Then they are out of sight; all the old knots are hid, and +the pile looks handsomer in front.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">So he went on, putting the sticks upon the pile with the biggest ends +back against the shed. By this means the back side of the pile began +soon to be the highest, and the wood slanted forward, so that, when it +was up nearly as high as his head, it leaned forward so as to be quite<span class="tei tei-pb" id="page32">[pg 32]</span> +unsteady. Rollo could not imagine what made his pile act so. He thought +he would put on one stick more, and then leave it. But, as he was +putting on this stick, he found that the whole pile was very unsteady. +He put his hand upon it, and shook it a little, to see if it was going +to fall, when he found it was coming down right upon him, and had just +time to spring back before it fell.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">He did not get clear, however; for, as he stepped suddenly back, he +tumbled over the wood which was lying on the ground, and fell over +backwards; and a large part of the pile came down upon him.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">He screamed out with fright and pain, for he bruised himself a little in +falling; though the wood which fell upon him was so small and light that +it did not do much serious injury.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo stopped crying pretty soon, and went into the house; and that +evening, when his father came home, he went to him, and said,</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Father, you were right, after all; I <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">don't</span></span> know how +to work any +better than Elky.”</span></p> +</div> +</div> + + + +<div class="tei tei-div" style="margin-bottom: 5.00em; margin-top: 5.00em"> +<span class="tei tei-pb" id="page35">[pg 35]</span> +<a name="toc19" id="toc19"></a> +<a name="pdf20" id="pdf20"></a> +<h1 class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 3.46em; margin-top: 3.46em"><span style="font-size: 173%">The Two Little Wheelbarrows.</span></h1> + + +<div class="tei tei-div" style="margin-bottom: 4.00em; margin-top: 4.00em"> +<a name="toc21" id="toc21"></a> +<a name="pdf22" id="pdf22"></a> +<h2 class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 2.88em; margin-top: 2.88em"><span style="font-size: 144%">Rides.</span></h2> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo often used to ride out with his father and mother. When he was +quite a small boy, he did not know how to manage so as to get frequent +rides. He used to keep talking, himself, a great deal, and interrupting +his father and mother, when they wanted to talk; and if he was tired, he +would complain, and ask them, again and again, when they should get +home. Then he was often thirsty, and would tease his father and mother +for water, in places where there was no water to be got, and then fret +because he was obliged to wait a little while. In consequence of this, +his father and mother did not take him very often. When they wanted a +quiet, still, pleasant ride, they had to leave Rollo behind. A great +many <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page36">[pg 36]</span>children act just as Rollo did, and thus deprive themselves of +a +great many very pleasant rides.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo observed, however, that his uncle almost always took Lucy with him +when he went to ride. And one day, when he was playing in the yard where +Jonas was at work setting out trees, he saw his uncle riding by, with +another person in the chaise, and Lucy sitting between them on a little +low seat. Lucy smiled and nodded as she went by; and when she had gone, +Rollo said,</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“There goes Lucy, taking a ride. Uncle almost always takes her, when he +goes any where. I wonder why father does not take me as often.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“I know why,”</span> said Jonas.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“What is the reason?”</span> said Rollo.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Because you are troublesome, and Lucy is not. If I was a boy like you, +I should manage so as almost always to ride with my father.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Why, what should you do?”</span> said Rollo.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Why, in the first place, I should never find fault with my seat. I +should sit exactly where they put me, without any com<span class="tei tei-pb" id="page37">[pg 37]</span>plaint. Then I +should not talk much, and I should <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">never</span></span> interrupt them +when they were +talking. If I saw any thing on the road that I wanted to ask about, I +should wait until I had a good opportunity to do it without disturbing +their conversation; and then, if I wanted any thing to eat or drink, I +should not ask for it, unless I was in a place where they could easily +get it for me. Thus I should not be any trouble to them, and so they +would let me go almost always.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo was silent. He began to recollect how much trouble he had given +his parents, when riding with them, without thinking of it at the time. +He did not say any thing to Jonas about it, but he secretly resolved to +try Jonas's experiment the very next time he went to ride.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">He did so, and in a very short time his father and mother both perceived +that there was, some how or other, a great change in his manners. He had +ceased to be troublesome, and had become quite a pleasant travelling +companion. And the effect was exactly as Jonas had foretold. His father +and mother liked very much to have such a still, pleasant little boy +sitting <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page38">[pg 38]</span>between them; and at last they began almost to think they +could +not have a pleasant ride themselves, unless Rollo was with them.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">They used to put a little cricket in, upon the bottom of the chaise, for +Rollo to sit upon; but this was not very convenient, and so one day +Rollo's father said that, now Rollo had become so pleasant a boy to ride +with them, he would have a little seat made on purpose for him. <span class="tei tei-q">“In +fact,”</span> said he, <span class="tei tei-q">“I will take the chaise down to the corporal's to-night, +and see if he cannot do it for me.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“And may I go with you?”</span> said Rollo.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Yes,”</span> said his father, <span class="tei tei-q">“you may.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo was always very much pleased when his father let him go to the +corporal's.</p> +</div> + + +<div class="tei tei-div" style="margin-bottom: 4.00em; margin-top: 4.00em"> +<a name="toc23" id="toc23"></a> +<a name="pdf24" id="pdf24"></a> +<h2 class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 2.88em; margin-top: 2.88em"><span style="font-size: 144%">The Corporal's.</span></h2> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">But perhaps the reader will like to know who this corporal was that +Rollo was so desirous of going to see. He was an old soldier, who had +become disabled in the wars, so that he could not go out to do very hard +work, but was very ingenious <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page39">[pg 39]</span>in making and mending things, and he +had a +little shop down by the mill, where he used to work.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo often went there with Jonas, to carry a chair to be mended, or to +get a lock or latch put in order; and sometimes to buy a basket, or a +rake, or some simple thing that the corporal knew how to make. A +corporal, you must know, is a kind of an officer in a company. This man +had been such an officer; and so they always called him the corporal. I +never knew what his other name was.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">That evening Rollo and his father set off in the chaise to go to the +corporal's. It was not very far. They rode along by some very pleasant +farm-houses, and came at length to the house where Georgie lived. They +then went down the hill; but, just before they came to the bridge, they +turned off among the trees, into a secluded road, which led along the +bank of the stream. After going on a short distance, they came out into +a kind of opening among the trees, where a mill came into view, by the +side of the stream; and opposite to it, across the road, under the +trees, was the corporal's little shop.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page40">[pg 40]</span>The trees hung over the shop, and behind it there was a high +rocky hill +almost covered with forest trees. Between the shop and the mill they +could see the road winding along a little way still farther up the +stream, until it was lost in the woods.</p> + + + + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><a name="figlist25" id="figlist25"></a></p><div class="tei tei-figure" style="text-align: center"><img src="images/i043.jpg" width="480" height="480" alt="The Corporal's" title="The Corporal's" /><div class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: center; margin-bottom: 1.00em; margin-top: 1.00em">The Corporal's</div></div> + + + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">As soon as Rollo came in sight of the shop, he saw a little wheelbarrow +standing up by the side of the door. It was just <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page41">[pg 41]</span>large enough for +him, +and he called out for his father to look at it.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“It is a very pretty little wheelbarrow,”</span> said his father.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“I wish you would buy it for me. How much do you suppose the corporal +asks for it?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“We will talk with him about it,”</span> said his father.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">So saying, they drove up to the side of the road near the mill, and +fastened the horse at a post. Then Rollo clambered down out of the +chaise, and he and his father walked into the shop.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">They found the corporal busily at work mending a chair-bottom. Rollo +stood by, much pleased to see him weave in the flags, while his father +explained to the corporal that he wanted a small seat made in front, in +his chaise.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“I do not know whether you can do it, or not,”</span> said he.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“What sort of a seat do you want?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“I thought,”</span> said he, <span class="tei tei-q">“that you might make a little seat, with two +legs +to it in front, and then fasten the back side of it to the front of the +chaise-box.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Yes,”</span> said the corporal, <span class="tei tei-q">“that will do <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page42">[pg 42]</span>I think; but I +must have a +little blacksmith work to fasten the seat properly behind, so that you +can slip it out when you are not using it. Let us go and see.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">So the corporal rose to go out and see the chaise, and as they passed by +the wheelbarrow at the door, as they went out, Rollo asked him what was +the price of that little wheelbarrow.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“That is not for sale, my little man. That is engaged. But I can make +you one, if your father likes. I ask three quarters of a dollar for +them.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo looked at it very wishfully, and the corporal told him that he +might try it if he chose. <span class="tei tei-q">“Wheel it about,”</span> said he, <span class="tei tei-q">“while your father +and I are looking at the chaise.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">So Rollo trundled the wheelbarrow up and down the road with great +pleasure. It was light, and it moved easily. He wished he had such a +one. It would not tip over, he said, like that great heavy one at home; +he thought he could wheel it even if it was full of stones. He ran down +with it to the shore of the stream, where there were plenty of stones +lying, intending to load it up, and try it. But <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page43">[pg 43]</span>when he got there, +he +recollected that he had not had liberty to put any thing in it; and so +he determined at once that he would not.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Just then his father called him. So he wheeled the wheelbarrow back to +its place, and told the corporal that he liked it very much. He wanted +his father to engage one for him then, but he did not ask him. He +thought that, as he had already expressed a wish for one, it would be +better not to say any thing about it again, but to wait and let his +father do as he pleased.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">As they were going home, his father said,</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“That was a very pretty wheelbarrow, Rollo, I think myself.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Yes, it was beautiful, father. It was so light, and went so easy! I +wish you would buy me one, father.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“I would, my son, but I think a wheelbarrow will give you more pleasure +at some future time, than it will now.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“When do you mean?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“When you have learned to work.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“But I want the wheelbarrow to <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">play</span></span> with.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page44">[pg 44]</span><span class="tei tei-q">“I know you do; but you would take a great deal more solid and +permanent +satisfaction in such a thing, if you were to use it for doing some +useful work.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“When shall I learn to work, father?”</span> said Rollo.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“I have been thinking that it is full time now. You are about six years +old, and they say that a boy of <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">seven</span></span> years old is able +to earn his +living.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Well, father, I wish you would teach me to work. What should you do +first?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“The first lesson would be to teach you to do some common, easy work, +<span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">steadily</span></span>.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Why, father, I can do that now, without being taught.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“I think you are mistaken about that. A boy works steadily when he goes +directly forward in his work, without stopping to rest, or to contrive +new ways of doing it, or to see other people, or to talk. Now, do you +think you could work steadily an hour, without stopping for any of these +reasons?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Why—yes,”</span> said Rollo.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“I will try you to-morrow,”</span> said his father.</p> +</div> + + +<div class="tei tei-div" style="margin-bottom: 4.00em; margin-top: 4.00em"> +<span class="tei tei-pb" id="page45">[pg 45]</span> +<a name="toc26" id="toc26"></a> +<a name="pdf27" id="pdf27"></a> +<h2 class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 2.88em; margin-top: 2.88em"><span style="font-size: 144%">The Old Nails.</span></h2> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">The next morning, after breakfast, Rollo's father told him he was ready +for him to go to his work. He took a small basket in his hand, and led +Rollo out into the barn, and told him to wait there a few minutes, and +he would bring him something to do.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo sat down on a little bundle of straw, wondering what his work was +going to be.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Presently his father came back, bringing in his hands a box full of old +nails, which he got out of an old store-room, in a corner of the barn. +He brought it along, and set it down on the barn floor.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Why, father,”</span> said Rollo, <span class="tei tei-q">“what am I going to do with those old +nails?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“You are going to <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">sort</span></span> them. Here are a great many +kinds, all +together. I want them all picked over—those that are alike put by +themselves. I will tell you exactly how to do it.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo put his hand into the box, and began to pick up some of the nails, +and look them over, while his father was <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page46">[pg 46]</span>speaking; but his father +told +him to put them down, and not begin until he had got all his directions.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“You must listen,”</span> said he, <span class="tei tei-q">“and understand the directions now, for I +cannot tell you twice.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">He then took a little wisp of straw, and brushed away a clean place upon +the barn floor, and then poured down the nails upon it.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“O, how many nails!”</span> said Rollo.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">His father then took up a handful of them, and showed Rollo that there +were several different sizes; and he placed them down upon the floor in +little heaps, each size by itself. Those that were crooked also he laid +away in a separate pile.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Now, Rollo,”</span> said he, <span class="tei tei-q">“I want you to go to work sorting these nails, +steadily and industriously, until they are all done. There are not more +than three or four kinds of nails, and you can do them pretty fast if +you work <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">steadily</span></span>, and do not get to playing with them. +If you find +any pieces of iron, or any thing else that you do not know what to do +with, lay them aside, and go on with the nails. Do you understand it +all?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page47">[pg 47]</span>Rollo said he did, and so his father left him, and went into the +house. +Rollo sat down upon the clean barn floor, and began his task.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“I don't think this is any great thing,”</span> said he; <span class="tei tei-q">“I can do this +easily +enough;”</span> and he took up some of the nails, and began to arrange them as +his father had directed.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">But Rollo did not perceive what the real difficulty in his task was. It +was, indeed, very easy to see what nails were large, and what were +small, and what were of middle size, and to put them in their proper +heaps. There was nothing very hard in that. The difficulty was, that, +after having sorted a few, it would become tedious and tiresome work, +doing it there all alone in the barn,—picking out old nails, with +nobody to help him, and nobody to talk to, and nothing to see, but those +little heaps of rusty iron on the floor.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">This, I say, was the real trouble; and Rollo's father knew, when he set +his little boy about it, that he would soon get very tired of it, and, +not being accustomed to any thing but play, would not persevere.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page48">[pg 48]</span>And so it was. Rollo sorted out a few, and then he began to think +that +it was rather tiresome to be there all alone; and he thought it would be +a good plan for him to go and ask his father to let him go and get his +cousin James to come and help him.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">He accordingly laid down the nails he had in his hand, and went into the +house, and found his father writing at a table.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“What is the matter now?”</span> said his father.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Why, father,”</span> said Rollo, <span class="tei tei-q">“I thought I should like to have James come +and help me, if you are willing;—we can get them done so much quicker +if there are two.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“But my great object is, not to get the nails sorted very quick, but to +teach you patient industry. I know it is tiresome for you to be alone, +but that is the very reason why I wish you to be alone. I want you to +learn to persevere patiently in doing any thing, even if it is tiresome. +What I want to teach you is, to <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">work</span></span>, not to <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">play</span></span>.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo felt disappointed, but he saw that his father was right, and he +went slowly back to his task. He sorted out two or three handfuls more, +but he found there <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page49">[pg 49]</span>was no pleasure in it, and he began to be very +sorry +his father had set him at it.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Having no heart for his work, he did not go on with alacrity, and of +course made very slow progress. He ought to have gone rapidly forward, +and not thought any thing about the pleasantness or unpleasantness of +it, but only been anxious to finish the work, and please his father. +Instead of that, he only lounged over it—looked at the heap of nails, +and sighed to think how large it was. He could not sort all those, +possibly, he said. He knew he could not. It would take him forever.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Still he could not think of any excuse for leaving his work again, +until, after a little while, he came upon a couple of screws. <span class="tei tei-q">“And now +what shall I do with these?”</span> said he.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">He took the screws, and laid them side by side, to measure them, so as +to see which was the largest. Then he rolled them about a little, and +after playing with them for a little time, during which, of course, his +work was entirely neglected, he concluded he would go and ask his father +what he was to do with screws.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page50">[pg 50]</span>He accordingly walked slowly along to the house, stopping to look +at the +grasshoppers and butterflies by the way. After wasting some time in this +manner, he appeared again at his father's table, and wanted to know what +he should do with the <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">screws</span></span> that he found among the +nails.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“You ought not to have left your work to come and ask that question,”</span> +said his father. <span class="tei tei-q">“I am afraid you are not doing very well. I gave you +all the necessary instructions. Go back to your work.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“But, father,”</span> said Rollo, <span class="tei tei-q">“as he went out, I do not know what I am to +do with the screws. You did not say any thing about screws.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Then why do you leave your work to ask me any thing about them?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Why,—because,—”</span> said Rollo, hesitating. He did not know +what to say.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Your work is to sort out the <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">nails</span></span>, and I expect, +by your coming to +me for such frivolous reasons, that you are not going on with it very +well.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo went slowly out of the room, and sauntered along back to his work. +He put the screws aside, and went on with the nails, but he did very +little. When the <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page51">[pg 51]</span>heart is not in the work, it always goes on very +slowly.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Thus an hour or two of the forenoon passed away, and Rollo made very +little progress. At last his father came out to see what he had done; +and it was very plain that he had been idling away his time, and had +accomplished very little indeed.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">His father then said that he might leave his work and come in. Rollo +walked along by the side of his father, and he said to him—</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“I see, Rollo, that I shall not succeed in teaching you to work +industriously, without something more than kind words.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo knew not what to say, and so he was silent. He felt guilty and +ashamed.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“I gave you work to do which was very easy and plain, but you +have been +leaving it repeatedly for frivolous reasons; and even while you were +over your work, you have not been industrious. Thus you have wasted your +morning entirely; you have neither done work nor enjoyed play.</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“I was afraid it would be so,”</span> he continued. <span class="tei tei-q">“Very few boys can be +taught to work industriously, without being com<span class="tei tei-pb" id="page52">[pg 52]</span>pelled; though I +hoped +that my little Rollo could have been. But as it is, as I find that +persuasion will not do, I must do something more decided. I should do +very wrong to let you grow up an idle boy; and it is time for you to +begin to learn to do something besides play.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">He said this in a kind, but very serious tone, and it was plain he was +much displeased. He told Rollo, a minute or two after, that he might go, +then, where he pleased, and that he would consider what he should do, +and tell him some other time.</p> +</div> + + +<div class="tei tei-div" style="margin-bottom: 4.00em; margin-top: 4.00em"> +<a name="toc28" id="toc28"></a> +<a name="pdf29" id="pdf29"></a> +<h2 class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 2.88em; margin-top: 2.88em"><span style="font-size: 144%">A Conversation.</span></h2> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">That evening, when Rollo was just going to bed, his father took him up +in his lap, and told him he had concluded what to do.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“You see it is very necessary,”</span> said he, <span class="tei tei-q">“that you should have the +power +of confining yourself steadily and patiently to a single employment, +even if it does not amuse you. <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">I</span></span> have to do that, and all +people have +to do it, and you must learn <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page53">[pg 53]</span>to do it, or you will grow up indolent +and +useless. You cannot do it now, it is very plain. If I set you to doing +any thing, you go on as long as the novelty and the amusement last, and +then your patience is gone, and you contrive every possible excuse for +getting away from your task. Now, I am going to give you one hour's work +to do, every forenoon and afternoon. I shall give you such things to do, +as are perfectly plain and easy, so that you will have no excuse for +neglecting your work or leaving it. But yet I shall choose such things +as will afford you no amusement; for I want you to learn to <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">work</span></span>, not +play.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“But, father,”</span> said Rollo, <span class="tei tei-q">“you told me there was pleasure in work, +the +other day. But how can there be any pleasure in it, if you choose such +things as have no amusement in them, at all?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“The pleasure of working,”</span> said his father, <span class="tei tei-q">“is not the fun of doing +amusing things, but the satisfaction and solid happiness of being +faithful in duty, and accomplishing some useful purpose. For example, if +I were to lose my pocket-book on the road, and should tell you to walk +back a mile, and look carefully all the way <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page54">[pg 54]</span>until you found it, and +if +you did it faithfully and carefully, you would find a kind of +satisfaction in doing it; and when you found the pocket-book, and +brought it back to me, you would enjoy a high degree of happiness. +Should not you?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Why, yes, sir, I should,”</span> said Rollo.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“And yet there would be no <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">amusement</span></span> in it. You +might, perhaps, the +next day, go over the same road, catching butterflies: that would be +amusement. Now, the pleasure you would enjoy in looking for the +pocket-book, would be the solid satisfaction of useful work. The +pleasure of catching butterflies would be the amusement of play. Now, +the difficulty is, with you, that you have scarcely any idea, yet, of +the first. You are all the time looking for the other, that is, the +amusement. You begin to work when I give you any thing to do, but if you +do not find <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">amusement</span></span> in it, you soon give it up. But if +you would +only persevere, you would find, at length, a solid satisfaction, that +would be worth a great deal more.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo sat still, and listened, but his father saw, from his looks, that +he was not much interested in what he was say<span class="tei tei-pb" id="page55">[pg 55]</span>ing; and he perceived +that +it was not at all probable that so small a boy could be <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">reasoned</span></span> into +liking work. In fact, it was rather hard for Rollo to understand all +that his father said,—and still harder for him to feel the force of it. +He began to grow sleepy, and so his father let him go to bed.</p> +</div> + + +<div class="tei tei-div" style="margin-bottom: 4.00em; margin-top: 4.00em"> +<a name="toc30" id="toc30"></a> +<a name="pdf31" id="pdf31"></a> +<h2 class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 2.88em; margin-top: 2.88em"><span style="font-size: 144%">Rollo Learns to Work at Last.</span></h2> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">The next day his father gave him his work. He was to begin at ten +o'clock, and work till eleven, gathering beans in the garden. His father +went out with him, and waited to see how long it took him to gather half +a pint, and then calculated how many he could gather in an hour, if he +was industrious. Rollo knew that if he failed now, he should be punished +in some way, although his father did not say any thing about punishment. +When he was set at work the day before, about the nails, he was making +an experiment, as it were, and he did not expect to be actually punished +if he failed; but now he knew that he was under orders, and must obey.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page56">[pg 56]</span>So he worked very diligently, and when his father came out at the +end of +the hour, he found that Rollo had got rather more beans than he had +expected. Rollo was much gratified to see his father pleased; and he +carried in his large basket full of beans to show his mother, with great +pleasure. Then he went to play, and enjoyed himself very highly.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">The next morning, his father said to him,</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Well, Rollo, you did very well yesterday; but doing right once is a +very different thing from forming a habit of doing right. I can hardly +expect you will succeed as well to-day; or, if you should to-day, that +you will to-morrow.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo thought he should. His work was to pick up all the loose stones in +the road, and carry them, in a basket, to a great heap of stones behind +the barn. But he was not quite faithful. His father observed him playing +several times. He did not speak to him, however, until the hour was +over, and then he called him in.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Rollo,”</span> said he, <span class="tei tei-q">“you have failed to-day. You have not been very +idle, +but have not been industrious; and the pun<span class="tei tei-pb" id="page57">[pg 57]</span>ishment which I have +concluded to try first, is, to give you only bread and water for +dinner.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">So, when dinner time came, and the family sat down to the good beefsteak +and apple-pie which was upon the table, Rollo knew that he was not to +come. He felt very unhappy, but he did not cry. His father called him, +and cut off a good slice of bread, and put into his hands, and told him +he might go and eat it on the steps of the back door. <span class="tei tei-q">“If you should be +thirsty,”</span> he added, <span class="tei tei-q">“you may ask Mary to give you some water.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo took the bread, and went out, and took his solitary seat on the +stone step leading into the back yard, and, in spite of all his efforts +to prevent it, the tears would come into his eyes. He thought of his +guilt in disobeying his father, and he felt unhappy to think that his +father and mother were seated together at their pleasant table, and that +he could not come because he had been an undutiful son. He determined +that he would never be unfaithful in his work again.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">He went on, after this, several days, very well. His father gave him +various <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page58">[pg 58]</span>kinds of work to do, and he began at last to find a +considerable degree of satisfaction in doing it. He found, particularly, +that he enjoyed himself a great deal more after his work than before, +and whenever he saw what he had done, it gave him pleasure. After he had +picked up the loose stones before the house, for instance, he drove his +hoop about there, with unusual satisfaction; enjoying the neat and tidy +appearance of the road much more than he would have done if Jonas had +cleared it. In fact, in the course of a month, Rollo became quite a +faithful and efficient little workman.</p> +</div> + + +<div class="tei tei-div" style="margin-bottom: 4.00em; margin-top: 4.00em"> +<a name="toc32" id="toc32"></a> +<a name="pdf33" id="pdf33"></a> +<h2 class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 2.88em; margin-top: 2.88em"><span style="font-size: 144%">The Corporal's Again.</span></h2> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Now,”</span> said his father to him one day, after he had been doing a fine +job of wood-piling,—<span class="tei tei-q">“now we will go and talk with the corporal about a +wheelbarrow. Or do you think you could find the way yourself?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo said he thought he could.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Very well, you may go; I believe I <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page59">[pg 59]</span>shall let you have a +wheelbarrow +now, and you can ask him how soon he can have it done.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo clapped his hands, and capered about, and asked his father how +long he thought it would be before he could have it.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“O, you will learn,”</span> said he, <span class="tei tei-q">“when you come to talk with the +corporal.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Do you think it will be a week?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“I think it probable that he could make one in less than a week,”</span> said +his father, smiling.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Well, how soon?”</span> said Rollo.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“O, I cannot tell you: wait till you get to his shop, and then you will +see.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo saw that, for some reason or other, his father was not inclined to +talk about the time when he should have his wheelbarrow, but he could +not think why; however, he determined to get the corporal to make it as +quick as he could, at any rate.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">It was about the middle of the afternoon that Rollo set off to go for +his wheelbarrow. His mother told him he might go and get his cousin +James to go with him if he chose. So he walked along towards <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page60">[pg 60]</span>the +bridge, and, instead of turning at once off there to go towards the +mill, he went on over the bridge towards the house where James lived. +James came with him, and they walked back very pleasantly together.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">When they got back across the bridge again, they turned off towards the +mill, talking about the wheelbarrow. Rollo told James about his learning +to work, and about his having seen the wheelbarrow at the corporal's, +and how he trundled it about, and liked it very much.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“I should like to see it very much,”</span> said James. <span class="tei tei-q">“I suppose I can, +when +we get to the corporal's shop.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“No,”</span> said Rollo, <span class="tei tei-q">“he said that that wheelbarrow was engaged; and I +suppose it has been taken away before this time.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Just then the corner of the corporal's shop began to corner into view, +and presently the door came in sight, and James called out,</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Yes, yes, there it is. I see it standing up by the side of the +door.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“No,”</span> said Rollo, <span class="tei tei-q">“that is not it. That is a green one.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page61">[pg 61]</span><span class="tei tei-q">“What color was the wheelbarrow that you saw?”</span> asked +James.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“It was not any color; it was not painted,”</span> said Rollo. <span class="tei tei-q">“I wonder +whose +that wheelbarrow can be?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">The boys walked along, and presently came to the door of the shop. They +opened the door, and went in. There was nobody there.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Various articles were around the room. There was a bench at one side, +near a window; and there were a great many tools upon it, and upon +shelves over it. On another side of the shop was a lathe, a curious sort +of a machine, that the corporal used a great deal, in some of his nicest +work. Then there were a good many things there, which were sent in to be +mended, such as chairs, a spinning-wheel, boys' sleds, and one or two +large wheelbarrows.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">The boys walked around the room a few minutes, looking at the various +things; and at last Rollo spied another little wheelbarrow, on a shelf. +It was very much like the one at the door, only it was painted green.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo said that that one looked exactly <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page62">[pg 62]</span>like the one he trundled +when +he was there before, only it was green.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Perhaps he has painted it since,”</span> said James; <span class="tei tei-q">“let us go to the door, +and look at the other one, and see which is the biggest.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">So they went to the door, and found that the blue one was a little the +biggest.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Just then they saw the corporal coming across the road, with a hatchet +in his hand. He had been to grind it at the mill, where there was a +grindstone, that went round by water.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Ah, boys,”</span> said he, <span class="tei tei-q">“how do you do? Have you come for your +wheelbarrow, +Rollo.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Yes, sir,”</span> said Rollo; <span class="tei tei-q">“how soon can you get it done?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Done? it is done now,”</span> said he; <span class="tei tei-q">“there it is.”</span> And he took the +blue +wheelbarrow, which was at the door, and set it down in the path.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“That is not mine,”</span> said Rollo, <span class="tei tei-q">“is it?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Yes,”</span> said the corporal; <span class="tei tei-q">“your father spoke for it a week +ago.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo took hold of his wheelbarrow, <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page63">[pg 63]</span>and began to wheel it along. +He +liked it very much.</p> + + + + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><a name="figlist34" id="figlist34"></a></p><div class="tei tei-figure" style="text-align: center"><img src="images/i067.jpg" width="480" height="730" alt="Rollo Took Hold of His Wheelbarrow." title="Rollo Took Hold of His Wheelbarrow." /><div class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: center; margin-bottom: 1.00em; margin-top: 1.00em">Rollo Took Hold of His Wheelbarrow.</div></div> + + + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">James said he wished he could have one too, and while Rollo was talking +with the corporal, he could not help looking at the green one on the +shelf, which he thought was just about as big as he should like.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">The corporal asked him if he wanted to see that one, and he took it down +for him. James took hold of the handles, and tried it a little, back and +forth on the floor, and then he said it was just about big enough for +him.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Who is this for?”</span> said he to the corporal.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“I do not know,”</span> said the corporal; <span class="tei tei-q">“a gentleman bespoke it some time +ago. I do not know what his name is.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Just then he seemed to see somebody out of the window.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Ah! here he comes now!”</span> he exclaimed suddenly.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Just then the door opened, and whom should the boys see coming in, but +their uncle George!</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Why, James,”</span> said he, <span class="tei tei-q">“have you got hold of your wheelbarrow +already?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page64">[pg 64]</span><span class="tei tei-q">“<span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">My</span></span> wheelbarrow!”</span> said James. <span class="tei tei-q">“Is +this mine?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Yes,”</span> said his uncle, <span class="tei tei-q">“I got it made to give to you. But when I found +that Rollo was having one made, I waited for his to be done, so that you +might have them both together. So trundle them home.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">So the boys set off on the run down the road, in fine style, with their +wheelbarrows trundling beautifully before them.</p> +</div> +</div> + + +<div class="tei tei-div" style="margin-bottom: 5.00em; margin-top: 5.00em"> +<span class="tei tei-pb" id="page67">[pg 67]</span> +<a name="toc35" id="toc35"></a> +<a name="pdf36" id="pdf36"></a> +<h1 class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 3.46em; margin-top: 3.46em"><span style="font-size: 173%">Causey-Building.</span></h1> + + +<div class="tei tei-div" style="margin-bottom: 4.00em; margin-top: 4.00em"> +<a name="toc37" id="toc37"></a> +<a name="pdf38" id="pdf38"></a> +<h2 class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 2.88em; margin-top: 2.88em"><span style="font-size: 144%">Sand-Men.</span></h2> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Next to little wooden blocks, I think that good, clean sand is an +excellent thing for children to play with. When it is a little damp, it +will remain in any shape you put it in, and you can build houses and +cities, and make roads and canals in it. At any rate, Rollo and his +cousin James used to be very fond of going down to a certain place in +the brook, where there was plenty of sand, and playing in it. It was of +a gray color, and somewhat mixed with pebble-stones; but then they used +to like the pebble-stones very much to make walls with, and to stone up +the little wells which they made in the sand.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">One Wednesday afternoon, they were there playing very pleasantly with +the sand. They had been building a famous <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page68">[pg 68]</span>city, and, after amusing +themselves with it some time, they had knocked down the houses, and +trampled the sand all about again. James then said he meant to go to the +barn and get his horse-cart, and haul a load of sand to market.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Now there was a place around behind a large rock near there, which the +boys called their barn; and Rollo and James went to it, and pulled out +their two little wheelbarrows, which they called their horse-carts. They +wheeled them down to the edge of the water, and began to take up the +sand by double handfuls, and put it in.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">When they had got their carts loaded, they began to wheel them around to +the trees, and stones, and bushes, saying,</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Who'll buy my sand?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Who'll buy my white sand?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Who'll buy my gray sand?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Who'll buy my black sand?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">But they did not seem to find any purchaser; and at last Rollo said, +suddenly,</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“O, I know who will buy our sand.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Who?”</span> said James.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Mother.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“So she will,”</span> said James. <span class="tei tei-q">“We will wheel it up to the house.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page69">[pg 69]</span>So they set off, and began wheeling their loads of sand up the +pathway +among the trees. They went on a little way, and presently stopped, and +sat down on a bank to rest. Here they found a number of flowers, which +they gathered and stuck up in the sand, so that their loads soon made a +very gay appearance.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Just as they were going to set out again, Rollo said,</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“But, James, how are we going to get through the quagmire?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“O,”</span> said James, <span class="tei tei-q">“we can step along on the bank by the side of the +path.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“No,”</span> said Rollo; <span class="tei tei-q">“for we cannot get our wheelbarrows along +there.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Why, yes,—we got them along there when we came down.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“But they were empty and light then; now they are loaded and heavy.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“So they are; but I think we can get along; it is not very muddy there +now.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">The place which the boys called the quagmire, was a low place in the +pathway, where it was almost always muddy. This pathway was made by the +cows, going up and down to drink; and it was a good, dry, and hard path +in all places <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page70">[pg 70]</span>but one. This, in the spring of the year, was very wet +and miry; and, during the whole summer, it was seldom perfectly dry. The +boys called it the quagmire, and they used to get by on one side, in +among the bushes.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">They found that it was not very muddy at this time, and they contrived +to get through with their loads of sand, and soon got to the house. They +trundled their wheelbarrows up to the door leading out to the garden; +and Rollo knocked at the door.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Now Rollo's mother happened, at this time, to be sitting at the +back-parlor window, and she heard their voices as they came along the +yard. So, supposing the knocking was some of their play, she just looked +out of the window, and called out,</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Who's there?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Some sand-men,”</span> Rollo answered, <span class="tei tei-q">“who have got some sand to +sell.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">His mother looked out of the window, and had quite a talk with them +about their sand; she asked them where it came from, what color it was, +and whether it was free from pebble-stones. The boys had to admit that +there were a good many <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page71">[pg 71]</span>pebble-stones in it, and that pebble-stones +were +not very good to scour floors with.</p> +</div> + + +<div class="tei tei-div" style="margin-bottom: 4.00em; margin-top: 4.00em"> +<a name="toc39" id="toc39"></a> +<a name="pdf40" id="pdf40"></a> +<h2 class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 2.88em; margin-top: 2.88em"><span style="font-size: 144%">The Gray Garden.</span></h2> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">At last, Rollo's mother recommended that they should carry the sand out +to a corner of the yard, where the chips used to be, and spread it out +there, and stick their flowers up in it for a garden.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">The boys liked this plan very much. <span class="tei tei-q">“We can make walks and beds, +beautifully, in the sand,”</span> said Rollo. <span class="tei tei-q">“But, mother, do you think the +flowers will grow?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“No,”</span> said his mother, <span class="tei tei-q">“flowers will not grow in sand; but, as it is +rather a shady place, and you can water them occasionally, they will +keep green and bright a good many days, and then, you know, you can get +some more.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">So the boys wheeled the sand out to the corner of the yard, took the +flowers out carefully, and then tipped the sand down and spread it out. +They tried to make walks and beds, but they found <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page72">[pg 72]</span>they had not got +as +much sand as they wanted. So they concluded to go back and get some +more.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">In fact, they found that, by getting a great many wheelbarrow loads of +sand, they could cover over the whole corner, and make a noble large +place for a sand-garden. And then, besides, as James said, when they +were tired of it for a garden, they could build cities there, instead of +having to go away down to the brook.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">So they went on wheeling their loads of sand, for an hour or two. James +had not learned to work as well as Rollo had, and he was constantly +wanting to stop, and run into the woods, or play in the water; but Rollo +told him it would be better to get all the sand up, first. They at last +got quite a great heap, and then went and got a rake and hoe to level it +down smooth.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Thus the afternoon passed away; and at last Mary told the boys that they +must come and get ready for tea, for she was going to carry it in soon.<span class="tei tei-pb" id="page73">[pg 73]</span></p> +</div> + + +<div class="tei tei-div" style="margin-bottom: 4.00em; margin-top: 4.00em"> +<a name="toc41" id="toc41"></a> +<a name="pdf42" id="pdf42"></a> +<h2 class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 2.88em; margin-top: 2.88em"><span style="font-size: 144%">A Contract.</span></h2> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">So Rollo and James brushed the loose sand from their clothes, and washed +their faces and hands, and went in. As tea was not quite ready, they sat +down on the front-door steps before Rollo's father, who was then sitting +in his arm-chair in the entry, reading.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">He shut up the book, and began to talk with the boys.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Well, boys,”</span> said he, <span class="tei tei-q">“what have you been doing all this +afternoon?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“O,”</span> said Rollo, <span class="tei tei-q">“we have been hard at work.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“And what have you been doing?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo explained to his father that they had been making a sand-garden +out in a corner of the yard, and they both asked him to go with them and +see it.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">They all three accordingly went out behind the house, the children +running on before.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“But, boys,”</span> said Rollo's father, as they went on, <span class="tei tei-q">“how came your feet +so muddy?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“O,”</span> said James, <span class="tei tei-q">“they got muddy in the quagmire.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page74">[pg 74]</span>The boys explained how they could not go around the quagmire with +their +loaded wheelbarrows, and so had to pick their way through it the best +way they could; and thus they got their shoes muddy a little; but they +said they were as careful as they could be.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">When they came to the sand-garden, Rollo's father smiled to see the beds +and walks, and the rows of flowers stuck up in the sand. It made quite a +gay appearance. After looking at it some time, they went slowly back +again, and as they were walking across the yard,</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Father,”</span> said Rollo, <span class="tei tei-q">“do you not think that is a pretty good +garden?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Why, yes,”</span> said his father, <span class="tei tei-q">“pretty good.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Don't you think we have worked pretty well?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Why, I think I should call that play, not work.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Not work!”</span> said Rollo. <span class="tei tei-q">“Is it not work to wheel up such heavy loads +of +sand? You don't know how heavy they were.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“I dare say it was hard; but boys <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">play</span></span> hard, +sometimes, as well as +work hard.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page75">[pg 75]</span><span class="tei tei-q">“But I should think ours, this afternoon, was work,”</span> said +Rollo.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Work,”</span> replied his father, <span class="tei tei-q">“is when you are engaged in doing any +thing +in order to produce some useful result. When you are doing any thing +only for the amusement of it, without any useful result, it is play. +Still, in one sense, your wheeling the sand was work. But it was not +very useful work; you will admit that.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Yes, sir,”</span> said Rollo.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Well, boys, how should you like to do some useful work for me, with +your wheelbarrows? I will hire you.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“O, we should like that very much,”</span> said James. <span class="tei tei-q">“How much should you +pay +us?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“That would depend upon how much work you do. I should pay you what the +work was fairly worth; as much as I should have to pay a man, if I were +to hire a man to do it.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“What should you give us to do?”</span> said Rollo.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“I don't know. I should think of some job. How should you like to fill +up the quagmire?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Fill up the quagmire!”</span> said Rollo. <span class="tei tei-q">“How could we do that?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page76">[pg 76]</span><span class="tei tei-q">“You might fill it up with stones. There are a great many small +stones +lying around there, which you might pick up and put into your +wheelbarrows, and wheel them along, and tip them over into the quagmire; +and when you have filled the path all up with stones, cover them over +with gravel, and it will make a good causey.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Causey?”</span> said Rollo.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Yes, causey,”</span> said his father; <span class="tei tei-q">“such a hard, dry road, built along a +muddy place, is called a causey.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">They had got to the tea-table by this time; and while at tea, Rollo's +father explained the plan to them more fully. He said he would pay them +a cent for every two loads of stones or gravel which they should wheel +in to make the causey.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">They were going to ask some more questions about it, but he told them he +could not talk any more about it then, but that they might go and ask +Jonas how they should do it, after tea.</p> +</div> + + +<div class="tei tei-div" style="margin-bottom: 4.00em; margin-top: 4.00em"> +<span class="tei tei-pb" id="page77">[pg 77]</span> +<a name="toc43" id="toc43"></a> +<a name="pdf44" id="pdf44"></a> +<h2 class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 2.88em; margin-top: 2.88em"><span style="font-size: 144%">Instructions.</span></h2> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">They went out into the kitchen, after tea, to find Jonas; but he was not +there. They then went out into the yard; and presently James saw him +over beyond the fence, walking along the lane. Rollo called out,</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Jonas! Jonas! where are you going?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“I am going after the cows.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“We want you!”</span> said Rollo, calling out loud.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“What for?”</span> said Jonas.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“We want to talk with you about something.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Just then, Rollo's mother, hearing this hallooing, looked out of the +window, and told the boys they must not make so much noise.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Why, we want Jonas,”</span> said Rollo; <span class="tei tei-q">“and he has gone to get the +cows.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Well, you may go with him,”</span> said she, <span class="tei tei-q">“if you wish; and you can talk +on +the way.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">So the boys took their hats and ran, and soon came to where Jonas was: +for <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page78">[pg 78]</span>he had been standing still, waiting for them.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">They walked along together, and the boys told Jonas what their father +had said. Jonas said he should be very glad to have the quagmire filled +up, but he was afraid it would not do any good for him to give them any +directions.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Why?”</span> said James.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Because,”</span> said Jonas, <span class="tei tei-q">“little boys will never follow any directions. +They always want to do the work their own way.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“O, but we <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">will</span></span> obey the directions,”</span> said +Rollo.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Do you remember about the wood-pile?”</span> said Jonas.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo hung his head, and looked a little ashamed.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“What was it about the wood-pile?”</span> said James.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Why, I told Rollo,”</span> said Jonas, <span class="tei tei-q">“that he ought to pile wood with the +big ends in front, but he did not mind it; he thought it was better to +have the big ends back, out of sight; and that made the pile lean +forward; and presently it all fell over upon him.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page79">[pg 79]</span><span class="tei tei-q">“Did it?”</span> said James. <span class="tei tei-q">“Did it hurt you much, +Rollo?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“No, not much. But we will follow the directions now, Jonas, if you will +tell us what to do.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Very well,”</span> said Jonas, <span class="tei tei-q">“I will try you.</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“In the first place, you must get a few old pieces of board, and +lay +them along the quagmire to step upon, so as not to get your feet muddy. +Then you must go and get a load of stones, in each wheelbarrow, and +wheel them along. You must not tip them down at the beginning of the +muddy place, for then they will be in your way when you come with the +next load.</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“You must go on with them, one of you right behind the other, both +stepping carefully on the boards, till you get to the farther end, and +there tip them over both together. Then you must turn round yourselves, +but not turn your wheelbarrows round. You must face the other way, and +<span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">draw</span></span> your wheelbarrows out.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Why?”</span> said James.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Because,”</span> said Jonas, <span class="tei tei-q">“it would be difficult to turn your +wheelbarrows +round <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page80">[pg 80]</span>there among the mud and stones, but you can draw them out very +easily.</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Then, besides, you must not attempt to go by one another. You must both +stop at the same time, but as near one another as you can, and go out +just as you came in; that is, if Rollo came in first, and James after +him, James must come up as near to Rollo as he can, and then, when the +loads are tipped over, and you both turn round, James will be before +Rollo, and will draw his wheelbarrow out first. Do you understand?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Yes,”</span> said James.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Must we always go in together?”</span> asked Rollo.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Yes, that is better.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Why?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Because, if you go in at different times, you will be in one another's +way. One will be going out when the other is coming in, and so you will +interfere with one another. Then, besides, if you fill the wheelbarrows +together, and wheel together, you will always be in company,—which is +pleasanter.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Well, we will,”</span> said Rollo.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“After you have wheeled one load <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page81">[pg 81]</span>apiece in, you must go and get +another, and wheel that in as far as you can. Tip them over on the top +of the others, if you can, or as near as you can. Each time you will not +go in quite so far as before, so that at last you will have covered the +quagmire all over with stones once.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“And then must we put on the gravel?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“O no. That will not be stones enough. They would sink down into the +mud, and the water would come up over them. So you must wheel on more.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“But how can we?”</span> said James. <span class="tei tei-q">“We cannot wheel on the top of all those +stones.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“No,”</span> said Jonas; <span class="tei tei-q">“so you must go up to the house and get a +pretty long, +narrow board, as long as you and Rollo can carry, and bring it down and +lay it along on the top of the stones. Perhaps you will have to move the +stones a little, so as to make it steady; and then you can wheel on +that. If one board is not long enough, you must go and get two. And you +must put them down on one side of the path, so that the stones will go +into the middle of the path and upon the other side, so as not to cover +up the board.</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Then, when you have put loads of <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page82">[pg 82]</span>stones all along in this way, +you +must shift your boards over to the other side of the path, and then +wheel on them again; and that will fill up the side where the boards lay +at first. And so, after a while, you will get the whole pathway filled +up with stones, as high as you please. I should think you had better +fill it up nearly level with the bank on each side.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">By this time the boys came to the bars that led into the pasture, and +they went in and began to look about for the cows. Jonas did not see +them any where near, and so he told the boys that they might stay there +and pick some blackberries, while he went on and found them. He said he +thought that they must be out by the boiling spring.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">This boiling spring, as they called it, was a beautiful spring, from +which fine cool water was always boiling up out of the sand. It was in a +narrow glen, shaded by trees, and the water running down into a little +sort of meadow, kept the grass green there, even in very dry times; so +that the cows were very fond of this spot.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">James and Rollo remained, according to Jonas's proposal, near the bars, +while he <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page83">[pg 83]</span>went along the path towards the spring. Rollo and James had +a +fine time gathering blackberries, until, at last, they saw the cows +coming, lowing along the path. Presently they saw Jonas's head among the +bushes.</p> + + + + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><a name="figlist45" id="figlist45"></a></p><div class="tei tei-figure" style="text-align: center"><img src="images/i088.jpg" width="480" height="480" alt="The Cows." title="The Cows." /><div class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: center; margin-bottom: 1.00em; margin-top: 1.00em">The Cows.</div></div> + + + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">When he came up to the boys, he told them it was lucky that they did not +<span class="tei tei-corr">go</span> with him.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page84">[pg 84]</span><span class="tei tei-q">“Why?”</span> said Rollo.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“I came upon an enormous hornet's nest, and you would very probably have +got stung.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Where was it?”</span> said James.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“O, it was right over the path, just before you get to the spring.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">The boys said they were very sorry to hear that, for now they could not +go to the spring any more; but Jonas said he meant to destroy the nest.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“How shall you destroy it?”</span> said Rollo.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“I shall burn it up.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“But how can you?”</span> said Rollo.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Jonas then explained to them how he was going to burn the hornet's nest. +He said he should take a long pole with two prongs at one end like a +pitchfork, and with that fork up a bunch of hay. Then he should set the +top of the hay on fire, and stand it up directly under the nest.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">The boys continued talking about the hornet's nest all the way home, and +forgot to say any thing more about the causey until just as they were +going into the yard. Then they told Jonas that he had not told them how +to put on the gravel, on the top.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page85">[pg 85]</span>He said he could not tell them then, and, besides, they would +have as +much as they could do to put in stones for one day.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Besides, James said it was sundown, and time for him to go home; but he +promised to come the next morning, if his mother would let him, as soon +as he had finished his lessons.</p> +</div> + + +<div class="tei tei-div" style="margin-bottom: 4.00em; margin-top: 4.00em"> +<a name="toc46" id="toc46"></a> +<a name="pdf47" id="pdf47"></a> +<h2 class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 2.88em; margin-top: 2.88em"><span style="font-size: 144%">Keeping Tally.</span></h2> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo and James began their work the next day about the middle of the +forenoon, determined to obey Jonas's directions exactly, and to work +industriously for an hour. They put a number of small pieces of board +upon their wheelbarrows, to put along the pathway at first, and just as +they had got them placed, Jonas came down just to see whether they were +beginning right.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">He saw them wheel in one or two loads of stones, and told them he +thought they were doing very well.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“We have earned one cent already,”</span> said Rollo.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page86">[pg 86]</span><span class="tei tei-q">“How,”</span> said Jonas; <span class="tei tei-q">“is your father going to pay you for +your work?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Yes,”</span> said Rollo, <span class="tei tei-q">“a cent for every two loads we put in.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Then you must keep tally,”</span> said Jonas.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“<span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">Tally</span></span>,”</span> said Rollo, <span class="tei tei-q">“what is tally?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Tally is the reckoning. How are you going to remember how many loads +you wheel in?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“O, we can remember easily enough,”</span> said Rollo: <span class="tei tei-q">“we will count them as +we go along.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“That will never do,”</span> said Jonas. <span class="tei tei-q">“You must mark them down with a +piece +of chalk on your wheelbarrow.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">So saying, Jonas fumbled in his pockets, and drew out a small, well-worn +piece of chalk, and then tipped up Rollo's wheelbarrow, saying,</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“How many loads do you say you have carried already?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Two,”</span> said Rollo.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Two,”</span> repeated Jonas; and he made two white marks with his chalk on the +side of the wheelbarrow.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“There!”</span> said he.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Mark mine,”</span> said James; <span class="tei tei-q">“I have wheeled two loads.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page87">[pg 87]</span>Jonas marked them, and then laid the chalk down upon a flat stone +by the +side of the path, and told the boys that they must stop after every +load, and make a mark, and that would keep the reckoning exact.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Jonas then left them, and the boys went on with their work. They wheeled +ten loads of stones apiece, and by that time had the bottom of the path +all covered, so that they could not wheel any more, without the long +boards. They went up and got the boards, and laid them down as Jonas had +described, and then went on with their wheeling.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">At first, James kept constantly stopping, either to play, or to hear +Rollo talk; for they kept the wheelbarrows together all the time, as +Jonas had recommended. At such times, Rollo would remind him of his +work, for he had himself learned to work steadily. They were getting on +very finely, when, at length, they heard a bell ringing at the house.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">This bell was to call them home; for as Rollo and Jonas were often away +at a <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page88">[pg 88]</span>little distance from the house, too far to be called very +easily, +there was a bell to ring to call them home; and Mary, the girl, had two +ways of ringing it—one way for Jonas, and another for Rollo.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">The bell was rung now for Rollo; and so he and James walked along +towards home. When they had got about half way, they saw Rollo's father +standing at the door, with a basket in his hand; and he called out to +them to bring their wheelbarrows.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">So the boys went back for their wheelbarrows.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">When they came up a second time with their wheelbarrows before them, he +asked how they had got along with their work.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“O, famously,”</span> said Rollo. <span class="tei tei-q">“There is the tally,”</span> said he, turning +up the +side of the wheelbarrow towards his father, so that he could see all the +marks.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Why, have you wheeled as many loads as that?”</span> said his father.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Yes, sir,”</span> said Rollo, <span class="tei tei-q">“and James just as many too.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“And were they all good loads?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Yes, all good, full loads.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page89">[pg 89]</span><span class="tei tei-q">“Well, you have done very well. Count them, and see how many +there are.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">The boys counted them, and found there were fifteen.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“That is enough to come to seven cents, and one load over,”</span> said Rollo's +father; and he took out his purse, and gave the boys seven cents each, +that is, a six-cent piece in silver, and one cent besides. He told them +they might keep the money until they had finished their work, and then +he would tell them about purchasing something with it.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Now,”</span> said he, <span class="tei tei-q">“you can rub out the tally—all but one mark. I +have +paid you for fourteen loads, and you have wheeled in fifteen; so you +have one mark to go to the new tally. You can go round to the shed, and +find a wet cloth, and wipe out your marks clean, and then make one +again, and leave it there for to-morrow.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“But we are going right back now,”</span> said Rollo.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“No,”</span> said his father; <span class="tei tei-q">“I don't want you to do any more +to-day.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Why not, father? We want to, very much.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page90">[pg 90]</span><span class="tei tei-q">“I cannot tell you why, now; but I choose you should not. And, +now, here +is a luncheon for you in this basket. You may go and eat it where you +please.”</span></p> +</div> + + +<div class="tei tei-div" style="margin-bottom: 4.00em; margin-top: 4.00em"> +<a name="toc48" id="toc48"></a> +<a name="pdf49" id="pdf49"></a> +<h2 class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 2.88em; margin-top: 2.88em"><span style="font-size: 144%">Rights Defined.</span></h2> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">So the boys took the basket, and, after they had rubbed out the tally, +they went and sat down by their sand-garden, and began to eat the bread +and cheese very happily together.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">After they had finished their luncheon, they went and got a +watering-pot, and began to water their sand-garden, and, while doing it, +began to talk about what they should buy with their money. They talked +of several things that they should like, and, at last, Rollo said he +meant to buy a bow and arrow with his.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“A bow and arrow?”</span> said James. <span class="tei tei-q">“I do not believe your father will let +you.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Yes, he will let me,”</span> said Rollo. <span class="tei tei-q">“Besides, it is <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">our</span></span> money, and we +can do what we have a mind to with it.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“I don't believe that,”</span> said James.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page91">[pg 91]</span><span class="tei tei-q">“Why, yes, we can,”</span> said Rollo.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“I don't believe we can,”</span> said James.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Well, I mean to go and ask my father,”</span> said Rollo, <span class="tei tei-q">“this +minute.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">So he laid down the watering-pot, and ran in, and James after him. When +they got into the room where his father was, they came and stood by his +side a minute, waiting for him to be ready to speak to them.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Presently, his father laid down his pen, and said,</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“What, my boys!”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Is not this money our own?”</span> said Rollo.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Yes.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“And can we not buy what we have a mind to with it?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“That depends upon what you have a mind to buy.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“But, father, I should think that, if it was our own, we might do <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">any +thing</span></span> with it we please.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“No,”</span> said his father, <span class="tei tei-q">“that does not follow, at all.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Why, father,”</span> said Rollo, looking disappointed, <span class="tei tei-q">“I thought every body +could <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page92">[pg 92]</span>do what they pleased with their own things.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Whose hat is that you have on? Is it James's?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“No, sir, it is mine.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Are you sure it is your own?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Why, yes, sir,”</span> said Rollo, taking off his hat and looking at it, and +wondering what his father could mean.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Well, do you suppose you have a right to go and sell it?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“No, sir,”</span> said Rollo.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Or go and burn it up?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“No, sir.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Or give it away?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“No, sir.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Then it seems that people cannot always do what they please with their +own things.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Why, father, it seems to me, that is a very different thing.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“I dare say it seems so to you; but it is not—it is just the same +thing. No person can do <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">anything they please</span></span> with their +property. +There are limits and restrictions in all cases. And in all cases where +children have property, whether it <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page93">[pg 93]</span>is money, hats, toys, or any +thing, +they are always limited and restricted to such a use of them <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">as their +parents approve</span></span>. So, when I give you money, it becomes yours just as +your clothes, or your wheelbarrow, or your books, are yours. They are +all yours to use and to enjoy; but in the way of using them and enjoying +them, you must be under my direction. Do you understand that?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Why, yes, sir,”</span> said Rollo.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“And does it not appear reasonable?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Yes, sir, I don't know but it is reasonable. But <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">men</span></span> can do anything +they please with their money, can they not?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“No,”</span> said his father; <span class="tei tei-q">“they are under various restrictions made by +the +laws of the land. But I cannot talk any more about it now. When you have +finished your work, I will talk with you about expending your money.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">The boys went on with their work the next day, and built the causey up +high enough with stones. They then levelled them off, and began to wheel +on the gravel. Jonas made each of them a little shovel out of a shingle; +and, as the gravel was <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page94">[pg 94]</span>lying loose under a high bank, they could +shovel +it up easily, and fill their wheelbarrows. The third day they covered +the stones entirely with gravel, and smoothed it all over with a rake +and hoe, and, after it had become well trodden, it made a beautiful, +hard causey; so that now there was a firm and dry road all the way from +the house to the watering-place at the brook.</p> +</div> + + +<div class="tei tei-div" style="margin-bottom: 4.00em; margin-top: 4.00em"> +<a name="toc50" id="toc50"></a> +<a name="pdf51" id="pdf51"></a> +<h2 class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 2.88em; margin-top: 2.88em"><span style="font-size: 144%">Calculation.</span></h2> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">On counting up the loads which it had taken to do this work, Rollo's +father found that he owed Rollo twenty-three cents, and James +twenty-one. The reason why Rollo had earned the most was because, at one +time, James said he was tired, and must rest, and, while he was resting, +Rollo went on wheeling.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">James seemed rather sorry that he had not got as many cents as Rollo.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“I wish I had not stopped to rest,”</span> said he.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“I wish so too,”</span> said Rollo; <span class="tei tei-q">“but I <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page95">[pg 95]</span>will give you two of +my cents, and +then I shall have only twenty-one, like you.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Shall we be alike then?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Yes,”</span> said Rollo; <span class="tei tei-q">“for, you see, two cents taken away from +twenty-three, leaves twenty-one, which is just as many as you have.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Yes, but then I shall have more. If you give me two, <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">I</span></span> shall have +twenty-three.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“So you will,”</span> said Rollo; <span class="tei tei-q">“I did not think of that.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">The boys paused at this unexpected difficulty; at last, Rollo said he +might give his two cents back to his father, and then they should have +both alike.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Just then the boys heard some one calling,</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Rollo!”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo looked up, and saw his mother at the chamber window. She was +sitting there at work, and had heard their conversation.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“What, mother?”</span> said Rollo.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“You might give him <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">one</span></span> of yours, and then you will +both have +twenty-two.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">They thought that this would be a fine <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page96">[pg 96]</span>plan, and wondered why +they had +not thought of it before. A few days afterwards, they decided to buy two +little shovels with their money, one for each, so that they might shovel +sand and gravel easier than with the wooden shovels that Jonas made.</p> +</div> +</div> + + +<div class="tei tei-div" style="margin-bottom: 5.00em; margin-top: 5.00em"> +<span class="tei tei-pb" id="page99">[pg 99]</span> +<a name="toc52" id="toc52"></a> +<a name="pdf53" id="pdf53"></a> +<h1 class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 3.46em; margin-top: 3.46em"><span style="font-size: 173%">Rollo's Garden.</span></h1> + + +<div class="tei tei-div" style="margin-bottom: 4.00em; margin-top: 4.00em"> +<a name="toc54" id="toc54"></a> +<a name="pdf55" id="pdf55"></a> +<h2 class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 2.88em; margin-top: 2.88em"><span style="font-size: 144%">Farmer Cropwell.</span></h2> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">One warm morning, early in the spring, just after the snow was melted +off from the ground, Rollo and his father went to take a walk. The +ground by the side of the road was dry and settled, and they walked +along very pleasantly; and at length they came to a fine-looking farm. +The house was not very large, but there were great sheds and barns, and +spacious yards, and high wood-piles, and flocks of geese, and hens and +turkeys, and cattle and sheep, sunning themselves around the barns.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo and his father walked into the yard, and went up to the end door, +a large pig running away with a grunt when they came up. The door was +open, and Rollo's father knocked at it with the head of <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page100">[pg 100]</span>his cane. A +pleasant-looking young woman came to the door.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Is Farmer Cropwell at home?”</span> said Rollo's father.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Yes, sir,”</span> said she, <span class="tei tei-q">“he is out in the long barn, I believe.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Shall I go there and look for him?”</span> said he.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“If you please, sir.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">So Rollo's father walked along to the barn.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">It was a long barn indeed. Rollo thought he had never seen so large a +building. On each side was a long range of stalls for cattle, facing +towards the middle, and great scaffolds overhead, partly filled with hay +and with bundles of straw. They walked down the barn floor, and in one +place Rollo passed a large bull chained by the nose in one of the +stalls. The bull uttered a sort of low growl or roar, as Rollo and his +father passed, which made him a little afraid; but his attention was +soon attracted to some hens, a little farther along, which were standing +on the edge of the scaffolding over his head, and cackling with noise +enough to fill the whole barn.</p> + + + + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><a name="figlist56" id="figlist56"></a></p><div class="tei tei-figure" style="text-align: center"><img src="images/i107.jpg" width="480" height="730" alt="The Bull Chained by the Nose." title="The Bull Chained by the Nose." /><div class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: center; margin-bottom: 1.00em; margin-top: 1.00em">The Bull Chained by the Nose.</div></div> + + + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page101">[pg 101]</span>When they got to the other end of the barn, they found a door +leading +out into a shed; and there was Farmer Cropwell, with one of his men and +a pretty large boy, getting out some ploughs.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Good morning, Mr. Cropwell,”</span> said Rollo's father; <span class="tei tei-q">“what! are you +going +to ploughing?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Why, it is about time to overhaul the ploughs, and see that they are in +order. I think we shall have an early season.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Yes, I find my garden is getting settled, and I came to talk with you a +little about some garden seeds.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">The truth was, that Rollo's father was accustomed to come every spring, +and purchase his garden seeds at this farm; and so, after a few minutes, +they went into the house, taking Rollo with them, to get the seeds that +were wanted, out of the seed-room.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">What they called the seed-room was a large closet in the house, with +shelves all around it; and Rollo waited there a little while, until the +seeds were selected, put up in papers, and given to his father.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">When this was all done, and they were just coming out, the farmer said, +<span class="tei tei-q">“Well, <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page102">[pg 102]</span>my little boy, you have been very still and patient. +Should not +you like some seeds too? Have you got any garden?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“No, sir,”</span> said Rollo; <span class="tei tei-q">“but perhaps my father will give me some ground +for one.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Well, I will give you a few seeds, at any rate.”</span> So he opened a little +drawer, and took out some seeds, and put them in a piece of paper, and +wrote something on the outside. Then he did so again and again, until he +had four little papers, which he handed to Rollo, and told him to plant +them in his garden.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo thanked him, and took his seeds, and they returned home.</p> +</div> + + +<div class="tei tei-div" style="margin-bottom: 4.00em; margin-top: 4.00em"> +<a name="toc57" id="toc57"></a> +<a name="pdf58" id="pdf58"></a> +<h2 class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 2.88em; margin-top: 2.88em"><span style="font-size: 144%">Work and Play.</span></h2> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">On the way, Rollo thought it would be an excellent plan for him to have +a garden, and he told his father so.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“I think it would be an excellent plan myself,”</span> said his father. <span class="tei tei-q">“But +do +you intend to make work or play of it?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Why, I must make work of it, must not I, if I have a real garden?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page103">[pg 103]</span><span class="tei tei-q">“No,”</span> said his father; <span class="tei tei-q">“you may make play of it if you +choose.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“How?”</span> said Rollo.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Why, you can take a hoe, and hoe about in the ground as long as it +amuses you to hoe; and then you can plant your seeds, and water and weed +them just as long as you find any amusement in it. Then, if you have any +thing else to play with, you can neglect your garden a long time, and +let the weeds grow, and not come and pull them up until you get tired of +other play, and happen to feel like working in your garden.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“I should not think that that would be a very good plan,”</span> said +Rollo.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Why, yes,”</span> replied his father; <span class="tei tei-q">“I do not know but that it is a good +plan enough,—that is, for <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">play</span></span>. It is right for you +to play +sometimes; and I do not know why you might not play with a piece of +ground, and seeds, as well as with any thing else.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Well, father, how should I manage my garden if I was going to make +<span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">work</span></span> of it?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“O, then you would not do it for amusement, but for the useful results.<span class="tei tei-pb" id="page104">[pg 104]</span> +You would consider what you could raise to best advantage, and then lay +out your garden; not as you might happen to <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">fancy</span></span> doing +it, but so as +to get the most produce from it. When you come to dig it over, you would +not consider how long you could find amusement in digging, but how much +digging is necessary to make the ground productive; and so in all your +operations.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Well, father, which do you think would be the best plan for me?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Why, I hardly know. By making play of it, you will have the greatest +pleasure as you go along. But, in the other plan, you will have some +good crops of vegetables, fruits, and flowers.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“And shouldn't I have any crops if I made play of my garden?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Yes; I think you might, perhaps, have some flowers, and, perhaps, some +beans and peas.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo hesitated for some time which plan he should adopt. He had worked +enough to know that it was often very tiresome to keep on with his work +when he wanted to go and play; but then he knew that after it was over, +there was <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page105">[pg 105]</span>great satisfaction in thinking of useful employment, and +in +seeing what had been done.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">That afternoon he went out into the garden to consider what he should +do, and he found his father there, staking out some ground.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Father,”</span> said he, <span class="tei tei-q">“whereabouts should you give me the ground for my +garden?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Why, that depends,”</span> said his father, <span class="tei tei-q">“on the plan you determine upon. +If you are going to make play of it, I must give you ground in a back +corner, where the irregularity, and the weeds, will be out of sight. But +if you conclude to have a real garden, and to work industriously a +little while every day upon it, I should give it to you there, just +beyond the pear-tree.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo looked at the two places, but he could not make up his mind. That +evening he asked Jonas about it, and Jonas advised him to ask his father +to let him have both. <span class="tei tei-q">“Then,”</span> said he, <span class="tei tei-q">“you can work on your real garden +as long as there is any necessary work to be done, and then you could go +and play about the other with James or Lucy, when they are here.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page106">[pg 106]</span>Rollo went off immediately, and asked his father. His father +said there +would be some difficulties about that; but he would think of it, and see +if there was any way to avoid them.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">The next morning, when he came in to breakfast, he had a paper in his +hand, and he told Rollo he had concluded to let him have the two +gardens, on certain conditions, which he had written down. He opened the +paper, and read as follows:—</p> + +<div class="tei tei-tb"><hr style="width: 50%" /></div> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“<span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">Conditions on which I let Rollo have two +pieces of land to cultivate</span></span>; +the one to be called his <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">working-garden</span></span>, and the other +his +<span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">playing-garden</span></span>.</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“1. In cultivating his working-garden, he is to take Jonas's +advice, and +to follow it faithfully in every respect.</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“2. He is not to go and work upon his playing-garden, at any +time, when +there is any work that ought to be done on his working-garden.</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“3. If he lets his working-garden get out of order, and I give +him +notice of it; then, if it is not put perfectly in order again within +three days after receiving the notice, he is to forfeit the garden, and +all that is growing upon it.</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page107">[pg 107]</span><span class="tei tei-q">“4. Whatever he raises, he may sell to me, at fair prices, at +the end of +the season.”</span></p> +</div> + + +<div class="tei tei-div" style="margin-bottom: 4.00em; margin-top: 4.00em"> +<a name="toc59" id="toc59"></a> +<a name="pdf60" id="pdf60"></a> +<h2 class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 2.88em; margin-top: 2.88em"><span style="font-size: 144%">Planting.</span></h2> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo accepted the conditions, and asked his father to stake out the two +pieces of ground for him, as soon as he could; and his father did so +that day. The piece for the working-garden was much the largest. There +was a row of currant-bushes near it, and his father said he might +consider all those opposite his piece of ground as included in it, and +belonging to him.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">So Rollo asked Jonas what he had better do first, and Jonas told him +that the first thing was to dig his ground all over, pretty deep; and, +as it was difficult to begin it, Jonas said he would begin it for him. +So Jonas began, and dug along one side, and instructed Rollo how to +throw up the spadefuls of earth out of the way, so that the next +spadeful would come up easier.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Jonas, in this way, made a kind of <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page108">[pg 108]</span>a trench all along the side +of +Rollo's ground; and he told Rollo to be careful to throw every spadeful +well forward, so as to keep the trench open and free, and then it would +be easy for him to dig.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Jonas then left him, and told him that there was work enough for him for +three or four days, to dig up his ground well.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo went to work, very patiently, for the first day, and persevered an +hour in digging up his ground. Then he left his work for that day; and +the next morning, when the regular hour which he had allotted to work +arrived, he found he had not much inclination to return to it. He +accordingly asked his father whether it would not be a good plan to +plant what he had already dug, before he dug any more.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“What is Jonas's advice?”</span> said his father.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Why, he told me I had better dig it all up first; but I thought that, +if I planted part first, those things would be growing while I am +digging up the rest of the ground.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“But you must do, you know, as Jonas advises; that is the condition. +Next <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page109">[pg 109]</span>year, perhaps, you will be old enough to act according to your +own +judgment; but this year you must follow guidance.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo recollected the condition, and he had nothing to say against it; +but he looked dissatisfied.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Don't you think that is reasonable, Rollo?”</span> said his father.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Why; I don't know,”</span> said Rollo.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“This very case shows that it is reasonable. Here you want to plant a +part before you have got the ground prepared. The real reason is because +you are tired of digging; not because you are really of opinion that +that would be a better plan. You have not the means of judging whether +it is, or is not, now, time to begin to put in seeds.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo could not help seeing that that was his real motive; and he +promised his father that he would go on, though it was tiresome. It was +not the hard labor of the digging that fatigued him, for, by following +Jonas's directions, he found it easy work; but it was the sameness of +it. He longed for something new.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">He persevered, however, and it was a valuable lesson to him; for when he +had <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page110">[pg 110]</span>got it all done, he was so satisfied with thinking that it was +fairly completed, and in thinking that now it was all ready together, +and that he could form a plan for the whole at once, that he determined +that forever after, when he had any unpleasant piece of work to do, he +would go on patiently through it, even if it was tiresome.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">With Jonas's help, Rollo planned his garden beautifully. He put double +rows of peas and beans all around, so that when they should grow up, +they would enclose his garden like a fence or hedge, and make it look +snug and pleasant within. Then, he had a row of corn, for he thought he +should like some green corn himself to roast. Then, he had one bed of +beets and some hills of muskmelons, and in one corner he planted some +flower seeds, so that he could have some flowers to put into his +mother's glasses, for the mantel-piece.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo took great interest in laying out and planting his ground, and in +watching the garden when the seeds first came up; for all this was easy +and pleasant work. In the intervals, he used to play on his<span class="tei tei-pb" id="page111">[pg 111]</span> +pleasure-ground, planting and digging, and setting out, just as he +pleased.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Sometimes he, and James, and Lucy, would go out in the woods with his +little wheelbarrow, and dig up roots of flowers and little trees there, +and bring them in, and set them out here and there. But he did not +proceed regularly with this ground. He did not dig it all up first, and +then form a regular plan for the whole; and the consequence was, that it +soon became very irregular. He would want to make a path one day where +he had set out a little tree, perhaps, a few days before; and it often +happened that, when he was making a little trench to sow one kind of +seeds, out came a whole parcel of others that he had put in before, and +forgotten.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Then, when the seeds came up in his playing-garden, they came up here +and there, irregularly; but, in his working-garden, all looked orderly +and beautiful.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">One evening, just before sundown, Rollo brought out his father and +mother to look at his two gardens. The difference between them was very +great; and Rollo, as he ran along before his father, said that <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page112">[pg 112]</span>he +thought the working plan of making a garden was a great deal better than +the playing plan.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“That depends upon what your object is.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“How so?”</span> said Rollo.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Why, which do you think you have had the most amusement from, thus +far?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Why, I have had most amusement, I suppose, in the little garden in the +corner.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Yes,”</span> said his father, <span class="tei tei-q">“undoubtedly. But the other appears altogether +the best now, and will produce altogether more in the end. So, if your +object is useful results, you must manage systematically, regularly, and +patiently; but if you only want amusement as you go along, you had +better do every day just as you happen to feel inclined.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Well, father, which do you think is best for a boy?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“For quite small boys, a garden for play is best. They have not patience +or industry enough for any other.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Do you think I have patience or industry enough?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“You have done very well, so far; but the trying time is to come.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page113">[pg 113]</span><span class="tei tei-q">“Why, father?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Because the novelty of the beginning is over, and now you will have a +good deal of hoeing and weeding to do for a month to come. I am not sure +but that you will forfeit your land yet.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“But you are to give me three days' notice, you know.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“That is true; but we shall see.”</span></p> +</div> + + +<div class="tei tei-div" style="margin-bottom: 4.00em; margin-top: 4.00em"> +<a name="toc61" id="toc61"></a> +<a name="pdf62" id="pdf62"></a> +<h2 class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 2.88em; margin-top: 2.88em"><span style="font-size: 144%">The Trying Time.</span></h2> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">The trying time did come, true enough; for, in June and July, Rollo +found it hard to take proper care of his garden. If he had worked +resolutely an hour, once or twice a week, it would have been enough; but +he became interested in other plays, and, when Jonas reminded him that +the weeds were growing, he would go in and hoe a few minutes, and then +go away to play.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">At last, one day his father gave him notice that his garden was getting +out of order, and, unless it was entirely restored in three days, it +must be forfeited.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page114">[pg 114]</span>Rollo was not much alarmed, for he thought he should have ample +time to +do it before the three days should have expired.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">It was just at night that Rollo received his notice. He worked a little +the next morning; but his heart was not in it much, and he left it +before he had made much progress. The weeds were well rooted and strong, +and he found it much harder to get them up than he expected. The next +day, he did a little more, and, near the latter part of the afternoon, +Jonas saw him running about after butterflies in the yard, and asked him +if he had got his work all done.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“No,”</span> said he; <span class="tei tei-q">“but I think I have got more than half done, and I can +finish it very early to-morrow.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“To-morrow!”</span> said Jonas. <span class="tei tei-q">“To-morrow is Sunday, and you cannot work +then.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Is it?”</span> said Rollo, with much surprise and alarm; <span class="tei tei-q">“I didn't know +that. +What shall I do? Do you suppose my father will count Sunday?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Yes,”</span> said Jonas, <span class="tei tei-q">“I presume he will. He said, three <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">days</span></span>, without +mentioning any thing about Sunday.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page115">[pg 115]</span>Rollo ran for his hoe. He had become much attached to his +ground, and +was very unwilling to lose it; but he knew that his father would +rigorously insist on his forfeiting it, if he failed to keep the +conditions. So he went to work as hard as he could.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">It was then almost sundown. He hoed away, and pulled up the weeds, as +industriously as possible, until the sun went down. He then kept on +until it was so dark that he could not see any longer, and then, finding +that there was considerable more to be done, and that he could not work +any longer, he sat down on the side of his little wheelbarrow, and burst +into tears.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">He knew, however, that it would do no good to cry, and so, after a time, +he dried his eyes, and went in. He could not help hoping that his father +would not count the Sunday; and <span class="tei tei-q">“If I can only have Monday,”</span> said he to +himself, <span class="tei tei-q">“it will all be well.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">He went in to ask his father, but found that he had gone away, and would +not come home until quite late. He begged his mother to let him sit up +until he came <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page116">[pg 116]</span>home, so that he could ask him, and, as she saw that +he +was so anxious and unhappy about it, she consented. Rollo sat at the +window watching, and, as soon as he heard his father drive up to the +door, he went out, and, while he was getting out of the chaise, he said +to him, in a trembling, faltering voice,</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Father, do you count Sunday as one of my three days?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“No, my son.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo clapped his hands, and said, <span class="tei tei-q">“O, how glad!”</span> and ran back. He told +his mother that he was very much obliged to her for letting him sit up, +and now he was ready to go to bed.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">He went to his room, undressed himself, and, in a few minutes, his +father came in to get his light.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Father,”</span> said Rollo, <span class="tei tei-q">“I am very much obliged to you for not counting +Sunday.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“It is not out of any indulgence to you, Rollo; I have no right to count +Sunday.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“No right, father? Why, you said three days.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Yes; but in such agreements as that, three working days are always +meant; so that, strictly, according to the <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page117">[pg 117]</span>agreement, I do not +think I +have any right to count Sunday. If I had, I should have felt obliged to +count it.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Why, father?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Because I want you, when you grow up to be a man, to be <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">bound</span></span> by your +agreements. Men will hold you to your agreements when you are a man, and +I want you to be accustomed to it while you are a boy. I should rather +give up twice as much land as your garden, than take yours away from you +now; but I must do it if you do not get it in good order before the time +is out.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“But, father, I shall, for I shall have time enough on Monday.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“True; but some accident may prevent it. Suppose you should be +sick.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“If I was sick, should you count it?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Certainly. You ought not to let your garden get out of order; and, if +you do it, you run the risk of all accidents that may prevent your +working during the three days.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo bade his father good night, and he went to sleep, thinking what a +narrow escape he had had. He felt sure that he should save it now, for +he did not think <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page118">[pg 118]</span>there was the least danger of his being sick on +Monday.</p> +</div> + + +<div class="tei tei-div" style="margin-bottom: 4.00em; margin-top: 4.00em"> +<a name="toc63" id="toc63"></a> +<a name="pdf64" id="pdf64"></a> +<h2 class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 2.88em; margin-top: 2.88em"><span style="font-size: 144%">A Narrow Escape.</span></h2> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Monday morning came, and, when he awoke, his first movement was, to jump +out of bed, exclaiming,</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Well, I am not sick this morning, am I?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">He had scarcely spoken the words, however, before his ear caught the +sound of rain, and, looking out of the window, he saw, to his utter +consternation, that it was pouring steadily down, and, from the wind and +the gray uniformity of the clouds, there was every appearance of a +settled storm.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“What shall I do?”</span> said Rollo. <span class="tei tei-q">“What shall I do? Why did I not finish +it +on Saturday?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">He dressed himself, went down stairs, and looked out at the clouds. +There was no prospect of any thing but rain. He ate his breakfast, and +then went out, and looked again. Rain, still. He studied and <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page119">[pg 119]</span>recited +his morning lessons, and then again looked out. Rain, rain. He could not +help hoping it would clear up before night; but, as it continued so +steadily, he began to be seriously afraid that, after all, he should +lose his garden.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">He spent the day very anxiously and unhappily. He knew, from what his +father had said, that he could not hope to have another day allowed, and +that all would depend on his being able to do the work before night.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">At last, about the middle of the afternoon, Rollo came into the room +where his father and mother were sitting, and told his father that it +did not rain a great deal then, and asked him if he might not go out and +finish his weeding; he did not care, he said, if he did get wet.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“But your getting wet will not injure you alone—it will spoil your +clothes.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Besides, you will take cold,”</span> said his mother.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Perhaps he would not take cold, if he were to put on dry clothes as +soon as he leaves working,”</span> said his father; <span class="tei tei-q">“but wetting his clothes +would put you to a <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page120">[pg 120]</span>good deal of trouble. No; I'd rather you would +not +go, on the whole, Rollo.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo turned away with tears in his eyes, and went out into the kitchen. +He sat down on a bench in the shed where Jonas was working, and looked +out towards the garden. Jonas pitied him, and would gladly have gone and +done the work for him; but he knew that his father would not allow that. +At last, a sudden thought struck him.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Rollo,”</span> said he, <span class="tei tei-q">“you might perhaps find some old clothes in the +garret, which it would not hurt to get wet.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo jumped up, and said, <span class="tei tei-q">“Let us go and see.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">They went up garret, and found, hanging up, quite a quantity of old +clothes. Some belonged to Jonas, some to himself, and they selected the +worst ones they could find, and carried them down into the shed.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Then Rollo went and called his mother to come out, and he asked her if +she thought it would hurt those old clothes to get wet. She laughed, and +said no; and said she would go and ask his father to let him go out with +them.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page121">[pg 121]</span>In a few minutes, she came back, and said that his father +consented, but +that he must go himself, and put on the old clothes, without troubling +his mother, and then, when he came back, he must rub himself dry with a +towel, and put on his common dress, and put the wet ones somewhere in +the shed to dry; and when they were dry, put them all back carefully in +their places.</p> + + + + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><a name="figlist65" id="figlist65"></a></p><div class="tei tei-figure" style="text-align: center"><img src="images/i128.jpg" width="480" height="480" alt="Work in the Rain." title="Work in the Rain." /><div class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: center; margin-bottom: 1.00em; margin-top: 1.00em">Work in the Rain.</div></div> + + + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page122">[pg 122]</span>Rollo ran up to his room, and rigged himself out, as well as he +could, +putting one of Jonas's great coats over him, and wearing an old +broad-brimmed straw hat on his head. Thus equipped, he took his hoe, and +sallied forth in the rain.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">At first he thought it was good fun; but, in about half an hour, he +began to be tired, and to feel very uncomfortable. The rain spattered in +his face, and leaked down the back of his neck; and then the ground was +wet and slippery; and once or twice he almost gave up in despair.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">He persevered, however, and before dark he got it done. He raked off all +the weeds, and smoothed the ground over carefully, for he knew his +father would come out to examine it as soon as the storm was over. Then +he went in, rubbed himself dry, changed his clothes, and went and took +his seat by the kitchen fire.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">His father came out a few minutes after, and said, <span class="tei tei-q">“Well, Rollo, have +you got through?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Yes, sir,”</span> said Rollo.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Well, I am <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">very</span></span> glad of it. I was afraid you would +have lost your +garden. As it is, perhaps it will do you good.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page123">[pg 123]</span><span class="tei tei-q">“How?”</span> said Rollo. <span class="tei tei-q">“What good?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“It will teach you, I hope, that it is dangerous to neglect or postpone +doing one's duty. We cannot always depend on repairing the mischief. +When the proper opportunity is once lost, it may never return.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo said nothing, but he thought he should remember the lesson as long +as he lived.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">He remembered it for the rest of that summer, at any rate, and did not +run any more risks. He kept his ground very neat, and his father did not +have to give him notice again. His corn grew finely, and he had many a +good roasting ear from it; and his flowers helped ornament the parlor +mantel-piece all the summer; and the green peas, and the beans, and the +muskmelons, and the other vegetables, which his father took and paid +for, amounted to more than two dollars.<span class="tei tei-pb" id="page124">[pg 124]</span></p> +</div> + + +<div class="tei tei-div" style="margin-bottom: 4.00em; margin-top: 4.00em"> +<a name="toc66" id="toc66"></a> +<a name="pdf67" id="pdf67"></a> +<h2 class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 2.88em; margin-top: 2.88em"><span style="font-size: 144%">Advice.</span></h2> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Well, Rollo,”</span> said his father, one evening, as he was sitting on his +cricket before a bright, glowing fire, late in the autumn, after all his +fruits were gathered in, <span class="tei tei-q">“you have really done some work this summer, +haven't you?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Yes, sir,”</span> said Rollo; and he began to reckon up the amount of peas, +and beans, and corn, and other things, that he had raised.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Yes,”</span> said his father, <span class="tei tei-q">“you have had a pretty good garden; but the +best +of it is your own improvement. You are really beginning to get over some +of the faults of <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">boy work</span></span>.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“What are the faults of boy work?”</span> said Rollo.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“One of the first is, confounding work with play,—or +rather expecting +the pleasure of play, while they are doing work. There is great pleasure +in doing work, as I have told you before, when it is well and properly +done, but it is very different from the pleasure of play. It comes +later; <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page125">[pg 125]</span>generally after the work is done. While you are doing your +work, +it requires <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">exertion</span></span> and <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">self-denial</span></span>, and sometimes the sameness is +tiresome.</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“It is so with <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">men</span></span> when they work, but +they expect it will be so, and +persevere notwithstanding; but <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">boys</span></span>, who have not learned +this, expect +their work will be play; and, when they find it is not so, they get +tired, and want to leave it or to find some new way.</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“You showed your wish to make play of your work, that day when you were +getting in your chips, by insisting on having just such a basket as you +happened to fancy; and then, when you got a little tired of that, going +for the wheelbarrow; and then leaving the chips altogether, and going to +piling the wood.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Well, father,”</span> said Rollo, <span class="tei tei-q">“do not men try to make their work as +pleasant as they can?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Yes, but they do not continually change from one thing to +another in +hopes to make it <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">amusing</span></span>. They always expect that it will +be laborious +and tiresome, and they understand this before<span class="tei tei-pb" id="page126">[pg 126]</span>hand, and go steadily +forward notwithstanding. You are beginning to learn to do this.</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Another fault, which you boys are very apt to fall into, is +impatience. +This comes from the first fault; for you expect, when you go to work, +the kind of pleasure you have in play, and when you find you do not +obtain it, or meet with any difficulties, you grow impatient, and get +tired of what you are doing.</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“From this follows the third fault—<span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">changeableness</span></span>, or want of +perseverance. Instead of steadily going forward in the way they +commence, boys are very apt to abandon one thing after another, and to +try this new way, and that new way, so as to accomplish very little in +any thing.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Do you think I have overcome all these?”</span> said Rollo.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“In part,”</span> said his father; <span class="tei tei-q">“you begin to understand something about +them, and to be on your guard against them. But you have only made a +beginning.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Only a beginning?”</span> said Rollo; <span class="tei tei-q">“why, I thought I had learned to work +pretty well.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page127">[pg 127]</span><span class="tei tei-q">“So you have, for a little boy; but it is only a beginning, +after all. I +don't think you would succeed in persevering steadily, so as to +accomplish any serious undertaking now.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Why, father, <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">I</span></span> think I should.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Suppose I should give you the Latin grammar to learn in three months, +and tell you that, at the end of that time, I would hear you recite it +all at once. Do you suppose you should be ready?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Why, father, that is not <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">work</span></span>.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Yes,”</span> said his father, <span class="tei tei-q">“that is one kind of work,—and just such +a kind +of work, so far as patience, steadiness, and perseverance, are needed, +as you will have most to do, in future years. But if I were to give it +to you to do, and then say nothing to you about it till you had time to +have learned the whole, I have some doubts whether you would recite a +tenth part of it.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo was silent; he knew it would be just so.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“No, my little son,”</span> said his father, putting him down and patting his +head, <span class="tei tei-q">“you have got a great deal to learn <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page128">[pg 128]</span>before you become a +man; but +then you have got some years to learn it in; that is a comfort. But now +it is time for you to go to bed; so good night.”</span></p> +</div> +</div> + + + +<div class="tei tei-div" style="margin-bottom: 5.00em; margin-top: 5.00em"> +<span class="tei tei-pb" id="page131">[pg 131]</span> +<a name="toc68" id="toc68"></a> +<a name="pdf69" id="pdf69"></a> +<h1 class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 3.46em; margin-top: 3.46em"><span style="font-size: 173%">The Apple-Gathering.</span></h1> + + +<div class="tei tei-div" style="margin-bottom: 4.00em; margin-top: 4.00em"> +<a name="toc70" id="toc70"></a> +<a name="pdf71" id="pdf71"></a> +<h2 class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 2.88em; margin-top: 2.88em"><span style="font-size: 144%">The Garden-House.</span></h2> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">There was a certain building on one side of Farmer Cropwell's yard which +they called the <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">garden-house</span></span>. There was one large double +door which +opened from it into the garden, and another smaller one which led to the +yard towards the house. On one side of this room were a great many +different kinds of garden-tools, such as hoes, rakes, shovels, and +spades; there were one or two wheelbarrows, and little wagons. Over +these were two or three broad shelves, with baskets, and bundles of +matting, and ropes, and chains, and various iron tools. Around the wall, +in different places, various things were hung up—here a row of augers, +there a trap, and in other places parts of harness.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page132">[pg 132]</span>Opposite to these, there was a large bench, which extended along +the +whole side. At one end of this bench there were a great many carpenter's +tools; and the other was covered with papers of seeds, and little +bundles of dried plants, which Farmer Cropwell had just been getting in +from the garden.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">The farmer and one of his boys was at work here, arranging his seeds, +and doing up his bundles, one pleasant morning in the fall, when a boy +about twelve years old came running to the door of the garden-house, +from the yard, playing with a large dog. The dog ran behind him, jumping +up upon him; and when they got to the door, the boy ran in quick, +laughing, and shut the door suddenly, so that the dog could not come in +after him. This boy's name was George: the dog's name was Nappy—that +is, they always called him Nappy. His true name was Napoleon; though +James always thought that he got his name from the long naps he used to +take in a certain sunny corner of the yard.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">But, as I said before, George got into the garden-house, and shut Nappy +out. <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page133">[pg 133]</span>He stood there holding the door, and said,</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Father, all the horses have been watered but Jolly: may I ride him to +the brook?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Yes,”</span> said his father.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">So George turned round, and opened the door a little way, and peeped +out.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Ah, old Nappy! you are there still, are you, wagging your tail? Don't +you wish you could catch him?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">George then shut the door, and walked softly across to the great door +leading out into the garden. From here he stole softly around into the +barn, by a back way, and then came forward, and peeped out in front, and +saw that Nappy was still there, sitting up, and looking at the door very +closely. He was waiting for George to come out.</p> +</div> + + +<div class="tei tei-div" style="margin-bottom: 4.00em; margin-top: 4.00em"> +<a name="toc72" id="toc72"></a> +<a name="pdf73" id="pdf73"></a> +<h2 class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 2.88em; margin-top: 2.88em"><span style="font-size: 144%">Jolly.</span></h2> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">George then went back to the stall where Jolly was feeding. He went in +and untied his halter, and led him out. <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page134">[pg 134]</span>Jolly was a sleek, black, +beautiful little horse, not old enough to do much work, but a very good +horse to ride. George took down a bridle, and, after leading Jolly to a +horse-block, where he could stand up high enough to reach his head, he +put the bridle on, and then jumped up upon his back, and walked him out +of the barn by a door where Nappy could not see them.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">He then rode round by the other side of the house, until he came to the +road, and he went along the road until he could see up the yard to the +place where Nappy was watching. He called out, <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">Nappy!</span></span> in +a loud voice, +and then immediately set his horse off upon a run. Nappy looked down to +the road, and was astonished to see George upon the horse, when he +supposed he was still behind the door where he was watching, and he +sprang forward, and set off after him in full pursuit.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">He caught George just as he was riding down into the brook. George was +looking round and laughing at him as he came up; but Nappy looked quite +grave, and did nothing but go down into the brook, and lap up water with +his tongue, while the horse drank.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page135">[pg 135]</span>While the horse was drinking, Rollo came along the road, and +George +asked him how his garden came on.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“O, very well,”</span> said Rollo. <span class="tei tei-q">“Father is going to give me a larger one +next year.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Have you got a strawberry-bed?”</span> said George.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“No,”</span> said Rollo.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“I should think you would have a strawberry-bed. My father will give you +some plants, and you can set them out this fall.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“I don't know how to set them out,”</span> said Rollo. <span class="tei tei-q">“Could you come and +show +me?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">George said he would ask his father; and then, as his horse had done +drinking, he turned round, and rode home again.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Mr. Cropwell said that he would give Rollo a plenty of +strawberry-plants, and, as to George's helping him set them out, he said +that they might exchange works. If Rollo would come and help George +gather his meadow-russets, George might go and help him make his +strawberry-bed. That evening, George went and told Rollo of this plan, +and Rollo's father approved of <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page136">[pg 136]</span>it. So it was agreed that, the next +day, +he should go to help them gather the russets. They invited James to go +too.</p> +</div> + + +<div class="tei tei-div" style="margin-bottom: 4.00em; margin-top: 4.00em"> +<a name="toc74" id="toc74"></a> +<a name="pdf75" id="pdf75"></a> +<h2 class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 2.88em; margin-top: 2.88em"><span style="font-size: 144%">The Pet Lamb.</span></h2> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">The next morning, James and Rollo went together to the farmer's. They +found George at the gate waiting for them, with his dog Nappy. As the +boys were walking along into the yard, George said that his dog Nappy +was the best friend he had in the world, except his lamb.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Your lamb!”</span> said James; <span class="tei tei-q">“have you got a lamb?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Yes, a most beautiful little lamb. When he was very little indeed, he +was weak and sick, and father thought he would not live; and he told me +I might have him if I wanted him. I made a bed for him in the corner of +the kitchen.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“O, I wish I had one,”</span> said James. <span class="tei tei-q">“Where is he now?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“O, he is grown up large, and he plays around in the field behind the +house. If I go out there with a little pan of milk, <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page137">[pg 137]</span>and call him +so,—<span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">Co-nan</span></span>, <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">Co-nan</span></span>, +<span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">Co-nan</span></span>,—he comes running up to me to get the +milk.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“I wish I could see him,”</span> said James.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Well, you can,”</span> said George. <span class="tei tei-q">“My sister Ann will go and show him to +you.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">So George called his sister Ann, and asked her if she should be willing +to go and show James and Rollo his lamb, while he went and got the +little wagon ready to go for the apples.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Ann said she would, and she went into the house, and got a pan with a +little milk in the bottom of it, and walked along carefully, James and +Rollo following her. When they had got round to the other side of the +house, they found there a little gate, leading out into a field where +there were green grass and little clumps of trees.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Ann went carefully through. James and Rollo stopped to look. She walked +on a little way, and looked around every where, but she saw no lamb. +Presently she began to call out, as George had said, <span class="tei tei-q">“<span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">Co-nan</span></span>, +<span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">Co-nan</span></span>, <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">Co-nan</span></span>.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">In a minute or two, the lamb began to run towards her out of a little +thicket of <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page138">[pg 138]</span>bushes; and it drank the milk out of the pan. James and +Rollo were very much pleased, but they did not go towards the lamb. Ann +let it drink all it wanted, and then it walked away.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Then James ran back to the yard. He found that George and Rollo had gone +into the garden-house. He went in there after them, and found that they +were getting a little wagon ready to draw out into the field. There were +three barrels standing by the door of the garden-house, and George told +them that they were to put their apples into them.</p> +</div> + + +<div class="tei tei-div" style="margin-bottom: 4.00em; margin-top: 4.00em"> +<a name="toc76" id="toc76"></a> +<a name="pdf77" id="pdf77"></a> +<h2 class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 2.88em; margin-top: 2.88em"><span style="font-size: 144%">The Meadow-Russet.</span></h2> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">There was a beautiful meadow down a little way from Farmer Cropwell's +house, and at the farther side of it, across a brook, there stood a very +large old apple-tree, which bore a kind of apples called <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">russets</span></span>, and +they called the tree the <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">meadow-russet</span></span>. These were the +apples that the +boys were <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page139">[pg 139]</span>going to gather. They soon got ready, and began to walk +along +the path towards the meadow. Two of them drew the wagon, and the others +carried long poles to knock off the apples with.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">As the party were descending the hill towards the meadow, they saw +before them, coming around a turn in the path, a cart and oxen, with a +large boy driving. They immediately began to call out to one another to +turn out, some pulling one way and some the other, with much noise and +vociferation. At last they got fairly out upon the grass, and the cart +went by. The boy who was driving it said, as he went by, smiling,</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Who is the head of <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">that</span></span> gang?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">James and Rollo looked at him, wondering what he meant. George laughed.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“What does he mean?”</span> said Rollo.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“He means,”</span> said George, laughing, <span class="tei tei-q">“that we make so much noise and +confusion, that we cannot have any head.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Any head?”</span> said James.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Yes,—any master workman.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Why,”</span> said Rollo, <span class="tei tei-q">“do we need a master workman?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page140">[pg 140]</span><span class="tei tei-q">“No,”</span> said George, <span class="tei tei-q">“I don't believe we do.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">So the boys went along until they came to the brook. They crossed the +brook on a bridge of planks, and were very soon under the spreading +branches of the great apple-tree.</p> + + + + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><a name="figlist78" id="figlist78"></a></p><div class="tei tei-figure" style="text-align: center"><img src="images/i147.jpg" width="480" height="480" alt="The Harvesting Party." title="The Harvesting Party." /><div class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: center; margin-bottom: 1.00em; margin-top: 1.00em">The Harvesting Party.</div></div> + + + +</div> + + +<div class="tei tei-div" style="margin-bottom: 4.00em; margin-top: 4.00em"> +<span class="tei tei-pb" id="page141">[pg 141]</span> +<a name="toc79" id="toc79"></a> +<a name="pdf80" id="pdf80"></a> +<h2 class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 2.88em; margin-top: 2.88em"><span style="font-size: 144%">Insubordination.</span></h2> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">The boys immediately began the work of getting down the apples. But, +unluckily, there were but two poles, and they all wanted them. George +had one, and James the other, and Rollo came up to James, and took hold +of his pole, saying,</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Here, James, I will knock them down; you may pick them up and put them +in the wagon.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“No,”</span> said James, holding fast to his pole; <span class="tei tei-q">“no, I'd rather knock them +down.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“No,”</span> said Rollo, <span class="tei tei-q">“I can knock them down better.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“But I got the pole first, and I ought to have it.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo, finding that James was not willing to give up his pole, left him, +and went to George, and asked George to let him have the pole; but +George said he was taller, and could use it better than Rollo.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo was a little out of humor at this, and stood aside and looked on. +James soon got tired of his pole, and laid it down; and then Rollo +seized it, and began knocking the apples off of the tree. <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page142">[pg 142]</span>But it +fatigued him very much to reach up so high; and, in fact, they all three +got tired of the poles very soon, and began picking up the apples.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">But they did not go on any more harmoniously with this than with the +other. After Rollo and James had thrown in several apples, George came +and turned them all out.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“You must not put them in so,”</span> said he; <span class="tei tei-q">“all the good and bad ones +together.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“How must we put them in?”</span> asked Rollo.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Why, first we must get a load of good, large, whole, round apples, and +then a load of small and wormy ones. We only put the <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">good</span></span> +ones into +the barrels.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“And what do you do with the little ones?”</span> said James.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“O, we give them to the pigs.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Well,”</span> said Rollo, <span class="tei tei-q">“we can pick them all up together now, and +separate +them when we get home.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">As he said this, he threw in a handful of small apples among the good +ones which George had been putting in.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Be still,”</span> said George; <span class="tei tei-q">“you must <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page143">[pg 143]</span>not do so. I tell you +we must not +mix them at all.”</span> And he poured the apples out upon the ground again.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“O, I'll tell you what we will do,”</span> said James; <span class="tei tei-q">“we will get a load of +little ones first, and then the big ones. I want to see the pigs eat +them up.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">But George thought it was best to take the big ones first, and so they +had quite a discussion about it, and a great deal of time was lost +before they could agree.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Thus they went on for some time, discussing every thing, and each +wanting to do the work in his own way. They did not dispute much, it is +true, for neither of them wished to make difficulty. But each thought he +might direct as well as the others, and so they had much talk and +clamor, and but very little work. When one wanted the wagon to be on one +side of the tree, the others wanted it the other; and when George +thought it was time to draw the load along towards home, Rollo and James +thought it was not nearly full enough. So they were all pulling in +different directions, and made very slow progress in their work. It took +them a long time to get their wagon full.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page144">[pg 144]</span>When they got the load ready, and were fairly set off on the +road, they +went on smoothly and pleasantly for a time, until they got up near the +door of the garden-house, when Rollo was going to turn the wagon round +so as to back it up to the door, and George began to pull in the other +direction.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Not so, Rollo,”</span> said George; <span class="tei tei-q">“go right up straight.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“No,”</span> said Rollo, <span class="tei tei-q">“it is better to <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">back</span></span> it +up.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">James had something to say, too; and they all pulled, and talked loud +and all together, so that there was nothing but noise and clamor. In the +mean time, the wagon, being pulled every way, of course did not move at +all.</p> +</div> + + +<div class="tei tei-div" style="margin-bottom: 4.00em; margin-top: 4.00em"> +<a name="toc81" id="toc81"></a> +<a name="pdf82" id="pdf82"></a> +<h2 class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 2.88em; margin-top: 2.88em"><span style="font-size: 144%">Subordination.</span></h2> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Presently Farmer Cropwell made his appearance at the door of the +garden-house.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Well, boys,”</span> said he, <span class="tei tei-q">“you seem to be pretty good-natured, and I am +glad of <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page145">[pg 145]</span>that; but you are certainly the <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">noisiest</span></span> workmen, of your +size, that I ever heard.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Why, father,”</span> said George, <span class="tei tei-q">“I want to go right up to the door, +straight, and Rollo won't let me.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Must not we back it up?”</span> said Rollo.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Is that the way you have been working all the morning?”</span> said the +farmer.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“How?”</span> said George.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Why, all generals and no soldiers.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Sir?”</span> said George.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“All of you commanding, and none obeying. There is nothing but confusion +and noise. I don't see how you can gather apples so. How many have you +got in?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">So saying, he went and looked into the barrels.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“None,”</span> said he; <span class="tei tei-q">“I thought so.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">He stood still a minute, as if thinking what to do; and then he told +them to leave the wagon there, and go with him, and he would show them +the way to work.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">The boys accordingly walked along after him, through the garden-house, +into <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page146">[pg 146]</span>the yard. They then went across the road, and down behind a +barn, +to a place where some men were building a stone bridge. They stopped +upon a bank at some distance, and looked down upon them.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“There,”</span> said he, <span class="tei tei-q">“see how men work!”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">It happened, at that time, that all the men were engaged in moving a +great stone with iron bars. There was scarcely any thing said by any of +them. Every thing went on silently, but the stone moved regularly into +its place.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Now, boys, do you understand,”</span> said the farmer, <span class="tei tei-q">“how they get along +so +quietly?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Why, it is because they are men, and not boys,”</span> said Rollo.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“No,”</span> said the farmer, <span class="tei tei-q">“that is not the reason. It is because they +have +a head.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“A head?”</span> said Rollo.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Yes,”</span> said he, <span class="tei tei-q">“a head; that is, one man to direct, and the rest +obey.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Which is it?”</span> said George.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“It is that man who is pointing now,”</span> said the farmer, <span class="tei tei-q">“to another +stone. He <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page147">[pg 147]</span>is telling them which to take next. Watch them now, and +you +will see that he directs every thing, and the rest do just as he says. +But you are all directing and commanding together, and there is nobody +to obey. If you were moving those stones, you would be all advising and +disputing together, and pulling in every direction at once, and the +stone would not move at all.”</span></p> + + + + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><a name="figlist83" id="figlist83"></a></p><div class="tei tei-figure" style="text-align: center"><img src="images/i154.jpg" width="480" height="730" alt="There, Said He, See How Men Work." title="There, Said He, See How Men Work." /><div class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: center; margin-bottom: 1.00em; margin-top: 1.00em">There, Said He, See How Men Work.</div></div> + + + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“And do men always appoint a head,”</span> said Rollo, <span class="tei tei-q">“when they work +together?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“No,”</span> said the farmer, <span class="tei tei-q">“they do not always <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">appoint</span></span> one regularly, but +they always <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">have</span></span> one, in some way or other. Even when no +one is +particularly authorized to direct, they generally let the one who is +oldest, or who knows most about the business, take the lead, and the +rest do as he says.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">They all then walked slowly back to the garden-house, and the farmer +advised them to have a head, if they wanted their business to go on +smoothly and well.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Who do you think ought to be our head?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“The one who is the oldest, and knows <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page148">[pg 148]</span>most about the +business,”</span> said +the farmer, <span class="tei tei-q">“and that, I suppose, would be George. But perhaps you had +better take turns, and let each one be head for one load, and then you +will all learn both to command and to obey.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">So the boys agreed that George should command while they got the next +load, and James and Rollo agreed to obey. The farmer told them they must +obey exactly, and good-naturedly.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“You must not even <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">advise</span></span> him what to do, or say any +thing about it at +all, except in some extraordinary case; but, when you talk, talk about +other things altogether, and work on exactly as he shall say.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“What if we <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">know</span></span> there is a better way? must not we +tell him?”</span> said +Rollo.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“No,”</span> said the farmer, <span class="tei tei-q">“unless it is something very uncommon. It is +better to go wrong sometimes, under a head, than to be endlessly talking +and disputing how you shall go. Therefore you must do exactly what he +says, even if you know a better way, and see if you do not get along +much faster.”</span></p> +</div> + + +<div class="tei tei-div" style="margin-bottom: 4.00em; margin-top: 4.00em"> +<span class="tei tei-pb" id="page149">[pg 149]</span> +<a name="toc84" id="toc84"></a> +<a name="pdf85" id="pdf85"></a> +<h2 class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 2.88em; margin-top: 2.88em"><span style="font-size: 144%">The New Plan Tried.</span></h2> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">The boys determined to try the plan, and, after putting their first load +of apples into the barrel, they set off again under George's command. He +told Rollo and James to draw the wagon, while he ran along behind. When +they got to the tree, Rollo took up a pole, and began to beat down some +more apples; but George told him that they must first pick up what were +knocked down before; and he drew the wagon round to the place where he +thought it was best for it to stand. The other boys made no objection, +but worked industriously, picking up all the small and worm-eaten apples +they could find; and, in a very short time, they had the wagon loaded, +and were on their way to the house again.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Still, Rollo and James had to make so great an effort to avoid +interfering with George's directions, that they did not really enjoy +this trip quite so well as they did the first. It was pleasant to them +to be more at liberty, and they thought, on the whole, that they did not +like having a head quite so well as being without one.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page150">[pg 150]</span>Instead of going up to the garden-house, George ordered them to +take +this load to the barn, to put it in a bin where all such apples were to +go. When they came back, the farmer came again to the door of the +garden-house.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Well, boys,”</span> said he, <span class="tei tei-q">“you have come rather quicker this time. How do +you like that way of working?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Why, not quite so well,”</span> said Rollo. <span class="tei tei-q">“I do not think it is so +pleasant +as the other way.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“It is not such good <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">play</span></span>, perhaps; but don't you +think it makes +better <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">work</span></span>?”</span> said he.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">The boys admitted that they got their apples in faster, and, as they +were at work then, and not at play, they resolved to continue the plan.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Farmer Cropwell then asked who was to take command the next time.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Rollo,”</span> said the boys.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Well, Rollo,”</span> said he, <span class="tei tei-q">“I want you to have a large number of apples +knocked down this time, and then select from them the largest and nicest +you can. I want one load for a particular purpose.”</span></p> +</div> + + +<div class="tei tei-div" style="margin-bottom: 4.00em; margin-top: 4.00em"> +<span class="tei tei-pb" id="page151">[pg 151]</span> +<a name="toc86" id="toc86"></a> +<a name="pdf87" id="pdf87"></a> +<h2 class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 2.88em; margin-top: 2.88em"><span style="font-size: 144%">A Present.</span></h2> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">The boys worked on industriously, and, before dinner-time, they had +gathered all the apples. The load of best apples, which the farmer had +requested them to bring for a particular purpose, were put into a small +square box, until it was full, and then a cover was nailed on; the rest +were laid upon the great bench. When, at length, the work was all done, +and they were ready to go home, the farmer put this box into the wagon, +so that it stood up in the middle, leaving a considerable space before +and behind it. He put the loose apples into this space, some before and +some behind, until the wagon was full.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Now, James and Rollo, I want you to draw these apples for me, when you +go home,”</span> said the farmer.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Who are they for?”</span> said Rollo.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“I will mark them,”</span> said he.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">So he took down a little curious-looking tin dipper, with a top sloping +in all around, and with a hole in the middle of it. A long, slender +brush-handle was standing up in this hole.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page152">[pg 152]</span>When he took out the brush, the boys saw that it was blacking. +With this +blacking-brush he wrote on the top of the box,—<span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-variant: small-caps">Lucy</span></span>.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Is that box for my cousin Lucy?”</span> said Rollo.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Yes,”</span> said he; <span class="tei tei-q">“you can draw it to her, can you not?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Yes, sir,”</span> said Rollo, <span class="tei tei-q">“we will. And who are the other apples for? +You +cannot mark <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">them</span></span>.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“No,”</span> said the farmer; <span class="tei tei-q">“but you will remember. Those before the box +are +for you, and those behind it for James. So drive along. George will come +to your house, this afternoon, with the strawberry plants, and then he +can bring the wagon home.”</span></p> +</div> + + +<div class="tei tei-div" style="margin-bottom: 4.00em; margin-top: 4.00em"> +<a name="toc88" id="toc88"></a> +<a name="pdf89" id="pdf89"></a> +<h2 class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 2.88em; margin-top: 2.88em"><span style="font-size: 144%">The Strawberry-Bed.</span></h2> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">George Cropwell came, soon after, to Rollo's house, and helped him make +a fine strawberry-bed, which, he said, he thought would bear +considerably the next year. They dug up the ground, raked it over +carefully, and then put in the plants in rows.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page153">[pg 153]</span>After it was all done, Rollo got permission of his father to go +back +with George to take the wagon home; and George proposed to take Rollo's +wheelbarrow too. He had never seen such a pretty little wheelbarrow, and +was very much pleased with it. So George ran on before, trundling the +wheelbarrow, and Rollo came after, drawing the wagon.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Just as they came near the farmer's house, George saw, on before him, a +ragged little boy, much smaller than Rollo, who was walking along +barefooted.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“There's Tom,”</span> said George.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Who?”</span> said Rollo.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Tom. See how I will frighten him.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">As he said this, George darted forward with his wheelbarrow, and +trundled it on directly towards Tom, as if he was going to run over him. +Tom looked round, and then ran away, the wheelbarrow at his heels. He +was frightened very much, and began to scream; and, just then, Farmer +Cropwell, who at that moment happened to be coming up a lane, on the +opposite side of the road, called out,</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“George!”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">George stopped his wheelbarrow.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page154">[pg 154]</span><span class="tei tei-q">“Is that right?”</span> said the farmer.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Why, I was not going to hurt him,”</span> said George.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“You <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">did</span></span> hurt him—you frightened him.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Is frightening him hurting him, father?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Why, yes, it is giving him <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">pain</span></span>, and a very +unpleasant kind of pain +too.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“I did not think of that,”</span> said George.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Besides,”</span> said his father, <span class="tei tei-q">“when you treat boys in that harsh, rough +way, you make them your enemies; and it is a very bad plan to make +enemies.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Enemies, father!”</span> said George, laughing; <span class="tei tei-q">“Tom could not do me any +harm, +if he was my enemy.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“That makes me think of the story of the bear and the tomtit,”</span> said the +farmer; <span class="tei tei-q">“and, if you and Rollo will jump up in the cart, I will tell it +to you.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Thus far, while they had been talking, the boys had walked along by the +side of the road, keeping up with the farmer as he drove along in the +cart. But now they jumped in, and sat down with the farmer on his seat, +which was a board laid across from one side of the cart to the <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page155">[pg 155]</span>other. +As soon as they were seated, the farmer began.</p> +</div> + + +<div class="tei tei-div" style="margin-bottom: 4.00em; margin-top: 4.00em"> +<a name="toc90" id="toc90"></a> +<a name="pdf91" id="pdf91"></a> +<h2 class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 2.88em; margin-top: 2.88em"><span style="font-size: 144%">The Farmer's Story.</span></h2> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“The story I was going to tell you, boys, is an old fable about making +enemies. It is called <span class="tei tei-q">‘The Bear and the Tomtit.’</span> ”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“What is a tomtit?”</span> said Rollo.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“It is a kind of a bird, a very little bird; but he sings +pleasantly. +Well, one pleasant summer's day, a wolf and a bear were taking a walk +together in a lonely wood. They heard something singing.</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“ <span class="tei tei-q">‘Brother,’</span> said the bear, <span class="tei tei-q">‘that is good singing: what +sort of a bird do +you think that may be?’</span></span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“ <span class="tei tei-q">‘That's a tomtit,’</span> said the wolf.</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“ <span class="tei tei-q">‘I should like to see his nest,’</span> said the bear; <span class="tei tei-q">‘where +do you think it +is?’</span></span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“ <span class="tei tei-q">‘If we wait a little time, till his mate comes home, we shall +see,’</span> +said the wolf.</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“The bear and the wolf walked backward and forward some time, +till his +mate came home with some food in her mouth <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page156">[pg 156]</span>for her children. The +wolf +and the bear watched her. She went to the tree where the bird was +singing, and they together flew to a little grove just by, and went to +their nest.</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“ <span class="tei tei-q">‘Now,’</span> said the bear, <span class="tei tei-q">‘let us go and see.’</span></span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“ <span class="tei tei-q">‘No,’</span> said the wolf, <span class="tei tei-q">‘we must wait till the old birds +have gone away +again.’</span></span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“So they noticed the place, and walked away.</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“They did not stay long, for the bear was very impatient to see +the +nest. They returned, and the bear scrambled up the tree, expecting to +amuse himself finely by frightening the young tomtits.</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“ <span class="tei tei-q">‘Take care,’</span> said the wolf; <span class="tei tei-q">‘you had better be careful. +The tomtits are +little; but little enemies are sometimes very troublesome.’</span></span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“ <span class="tei tei-q">‘Who is afraid of a tomtit?’</span> said the bear.</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“So saying, he poked his great black nose into the nest.</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“ <span class="tei tei-q">‘Who is here?’</span> said he; <span class="tei tei-q">‘what are you?’</span></span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“The poor birds screamed out with terror. <span class="tei tei-q">‘Go away! Go +away!’</span> said +they.</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page157">[pg 157]</span><span class="tei tei-q">“ <span class="tei tei-q">‘What do you mean by making such a noise,’</span> +said he, <span class="tei tei-q">‘and talking so to +me? I will teach you better.’</span> So he put his great paw on the nest, and +crowded it down until the poor little birds were almost stifled. +Presently he left them, and went away.</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“The young tomtits were terribly frightened, and some of them +were hurt. +As soon as the bear was gone, their fright gave way to anger; and, soon +after, the old birds came home, and were very indignant too. They used +to see the bear, occasionally, prowling about the woods, but did not +know what they could do to bring him to punishment.</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Now, there was a famous glen, surrounded by high rocks, where +the bear +used to go and sleep, because it was a wild, solitary place. The tomtits +often saw him there. One day, the bear was prowling around, and he saw, +at a great distance, two huntsmen, with guns, coming towards the wood. +He fled to his glen in dismay, though he thought he should be safe +there.</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“The tomtits were flying about there, and presently they saw the +huntsmen. <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page158">[pg 158]</span><span class="tei tei-q">‘Now,’</span> said one of them to the other, <span class="tei tei-q">‘is the time +to get rid +of the tyrant; you go and see if he is in his glen, and then come back +to where you hear me singing.’</span></span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“So he flew about from tree to tree, keeping in sight of the +huntsmen, +and singing all the time; while the other went and found that the bear +was in his glen, crouched down in terror behind a rock.</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“The tomtits then began to flutter around the huntsmen, and fly +a little +way towards the glen, and then back again. This attracted the notice of +the men, and they followed them to see what could be the matter.</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“By and by, the bear saw the terrible huntsmen coming, led on by +his +little enemies, the tomtits. He sprang forward, and ran from one side of +the glen to the other; but he could not escape. They shot him with two +bullets through his head.</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“The wolf happened to be near by, at that time, upon the rocks +that were +around the glen; and, hearing all this noise, he came and peeped over. +As soon as he saw how the case stood, he thought it would be most +prudent for him to walk away; which he did, saying, as he went.</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page159">[pg 159]</span><span class="tei tei-q">“ <span class="tei tei-q">‘Well, the bear has found out that it is better to have a +person a +friend than an enemy, whether he is great or small.’</span> ”</span></p> + +<div class="tei tei-tb"><hr style="width: 50%" /></div> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Here the farmer paused—he had ended the story.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“And what did they do with the bear?”</span> said Rollo.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“O, they took off his skin to make caps of, and nailed his claws up on +the barn.”</span></p> +</div> +</div> + + +<div class="tei tei-div" style="margin-bottom: 5.00em; margin-top: 5.00em"> +<span class="tei tei-pb" id="page163">[pg 163]</span> +<a name="toc92" id="toc92"></a> +<a name="pdf93" id="pdf93"></a> +<h1 class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 3.46em; margin-top: 3.46em"><span style="font-size: 173%">Georgie.</span></h1> + + +<div class="tei tei-div" style="margin-bottom: 4.00em; margin-top: 4.00em"> +<a name="toc94" id="toc94"></a> +<a name="pdf95" id="pdf95"></a> +<h2 class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 2.88em; margin-top: 2.88em"><span style="font-size: 144%">The Little Landing.</span></h2> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">A short distance from where Rollo lives, there is a small, but very +pleasant house, just under the hill, where you go down to the stone +bridge leading over the brook. There is a noble large apple tree on one +side of the house, which bears a beautiful, sweet, and mellow kind of +apple, called golden pippins. A great many other trees and flowers are +around the house, and in the little garden on the side of it towards the +brook. There is a small white gate that leads to the house, from the +road; and there is a pleasant path leading right out from the front +door, through the garden, down to the water. This is the house that +Georgie lives in.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">One evening, just before sunset, Rollo was coming along over the stone +bridge, towards home. He stopped a moment to <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page164">[pg 164]</span>look over the railing, +down into the water. Presently he heard a very sweet-toned voice calling +out to him,</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Rol-lo.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo looked along in the direction in which the sound came. It was from +the bank of the stream, a little way from the road, at the place where +the path from Georgie's house came down to the water. The brook was +broad, and the water pretty smooth and still here; and it was a place +where Rollo had often been to sail boats with Georgie. There was a +little smooth, sandy place on the shore, at the foot of the path, and +they used to call it Georgie's landing; and there was a seat close by, +under the bushes.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo thought it was Georgie's voice that called him, and in a minute, +he saw him sitting on his little seat, with his crutches by his side. +Georgie was a sick boy. He could not walk, but had to sit almost all +day, at home, in a large easy chair, which his father had bought for +him. In the winter, his chair was established in a particular corner, by +the side of the fire, <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page165">[pg 165]</span>and he had a little case of shelves and +drawers, +painted green, by the side of him. In these shelves and drawers he had +his books and playthings,—his pen and ink,—his paint-box, brushes +and +pencils,—his knife, and a little saw,—and a great many things which +he +used to make for his amusement. Then, in the summer, his chair, and his +shelves and drawers, were moved to the end window, which looked out upon +the garden and brook. Sometimes, when he was better than usual, he could +move about a little upon crutches; and, at such times, when it was +pleasant, he used to go out into the garden, and down, through it, to +his landing, at the brook.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Georgie had been sick a great many years, and when Rollo and Jonas first +knew him, he used to be very sad and unhappy. It was because the poor +little fellow had nothing to do. His father had to work pretty hard to +get food and clothing for his family; he loved little Georgie very much, +but he could not buy him many things. Sometimes people who visited him, +used to give him playthings, and they would amuse him a little while,<span class="tei tei-pb" id="page166">[pg 166]</span> +but he soon grew tired of them, and had them put away. It is very hard +for any body to be happy who has not any thing to do.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">It was Jonas that taught Georgie what to do. He lent him his knife, and +brought him some smooth, soft, pine wood, and taught him to make +wind-mills and little boxes. Georgie liked this very much, and used to +sit by his window in the summer mornings, and make playthings, hours at +a time. After he had made several things, Jonas told the boys that lived +about there, that they had better buy them of him, when they had a few +cents to spend for toys; and they did. In fact, they liked the little +windmills, and wagons, and small framed houses that Georgie made, better +than sugar-plums and candy. Besides, they liked to go and see Georgie; +for, whenever they went to buy any thing of him, he looked so contented +and happy, sitting in his easy chair, with his small and slender feet +drawn up under him, and his work on the table by his side.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Then he was a very beautiful boy too. His face was delicate and pale, +but there was such a kind and gentle expression in his mild blue eye, +and so much sweetness <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page167">[pg 167]</span>in the tone of his voice, that they loved +very +much to go and see him. In fact, all the boys were very fond of Georgie.</p> +</div> + + +<div class="tei tei-div" style="margin-bottom: 4.00em; margin-top: 4.00em"> +<a name="toc96" id="toc96"></a> +<a name="pdf97" id="pdf97"></a> +<h2 class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 2.88em; margin-top: 2.88em"><span style="font-size: 144%">Georgie's Money.</span></h2> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Georgie, at length, earned, in this way, quite a little sum of money. It +was nearly all in cents; but then there was one fourpence which a lady +gave him for a four-wheeled wagon that he made. He kept this money in a +corner of his drawer, and, at last, there was quite a handful of it.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">One summer evening, when Georgie's father came home from his work, he +hung up his hat, and came and sat down in Georgie's corner, by the side +of his little boy. Georgie looked up to him with a smile.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Well, father,”</span> said he, <span class="tei tei-q">“are you tired to-night?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“You are the one to be tired, Georgie,”</span> said he, <span class="tei tei-q">“sitting here alone +all +day.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Hold up your hand, father,”</span> said Georgie, reaching out his own at the +same time, which was shut up, and appeared to have something in it.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page168">[pg 168]</span><span class="tei tei-q">“Why, what have you got for me?”</span> said his father.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Hold fast all I give you,”</span> replied he; and he dropped the money all +into his father's hand, and shut up his father's fingers over it.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“What is all this?”</span> said his father.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“It is my money,”</span> said he, <span class="tei tei-q">“for you. It is 'most all cents, but then +there is <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">one</span></span> fourpence.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“I am sure, I am much obliged to you, Georgie, for this.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“O no,”</span> said Georgie, <span class="tei tei-q">“it's only a <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">little</span></span> of +what you have to spend +for me.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Georgie's father took the money, and put it in his pocket, and the next +day he went to Jonas, and told him about it, and asked Jonas to spend it +in buying such things as he thought would be useful to Georgie; either +playthings, or tools, or materials to work with.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Jonas said he should be very glad to do it, for he thought he could buy +him some things that would help him very much in his work. Jonas carried +the money into the city the next time he went, and bought him a small +hone to sharpen his knife, a fine-toothed saw, and a bottle of black +var<span class="tei tei-pb" id="page169">[pg 169]</span>nish, with a little brush, to put it on with. He brought these +things home, and gave them to Georgie's father; and he carried them into +the house, and put them in a drawer.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">That evening, when Georgie was at supper, his father slyly put the +things that Jonas had bought on his table, so that when he went back, +after supper, he found them there. He was very much surprised and +pleased. He examined them all very particularly, and was especially glad +to have the black varnish, for now he could varnish his work, and make +it look much more handsome. The little boxes that he made, after this, +of a bright black outside, and lined neatly with paper within, were +thought by the boys to be elegant.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">He could now earn money faster, and, as his father insisted on having +all his earnings expended for articles for Georgie's own use, and Jonas +used to help him about expending it, he got, at last, quite a variety of +implements and articles. He had some wire, and a little pair of pliers +for bending it in all shapes, and a hammer and little nails. He had also +a paint-box and brushes, and paper of various colors, for <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page170">[pg 170]</span>lining +boxes, +and making portfolios and pocket-books; and he had varnishes, red, +green, blue, and black. All these he kept in his drawers and shelves, +and made a great many ingenious things with them.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">So Georgie was a great friend of both Rollo and Jonas, and they often +used to come and see him, and play with him; and that was the reason +that Rollo knew his voice so well, when he called to him from the +landing, when Rollo was standing on the bridge, as described in the +beginning of this story.</p> +</div> + + +<div class="tei tei-div" style="margin-bottom: 4.00em; margin-top: 4.00em"> +<a name="toc98" id="toc98"></a> +<a name="pdf99" id="pdf99"></a> +<h2 class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 2.88em; margin-top: 2.88em"><span style="font-size: 144%">Two Good Friends.</span></h2> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo ran along to the end of the bridge, clambered down to the water's +edge, went along the shore among the trees and shrubbery, until he came +to the seat where Georgie was sitting. Georgie asked him to sit down, +and stay with him; but Rollo said he must go directly home; and so +Georgie took his crutches, and they began to walk slowly together up the +garden walk.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Where have you been, Rollo?”</span> said Georgie.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page171">[pg 171]</span><span class="tei tei-q">“I have been to see my cousin James, to ask him to go to the +city with +us to-morrow.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Are you going to the city?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Yes; uncle George gave James and I a half a dollar apiece, the other +day; and mother is going to carry us into the city to-morrow to buy +something with it.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Is Jonas going with you?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Yes,”</span> said Rollo. <span class="tei tei-q">“He is going to drive. We are going in our +carryall.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“I wish you would take some money for me, then, and get Jonas to buy me +something with it.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Well, I will,”</span> said Rollo. <span class="tei tei-q">“What shall he buy for you?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“O, he may buy any thing he chooses.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Yes, but if you do not tell him what to buy, he may buy something you +have got already.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“O, Jonas knows every thing I have got as well as I do.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Just then they came up near the house, and Georgie asked Rollo to look +up at the golden pippin tree, and see how full it was.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“That is my branch,”</span> said he.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">He pointed to a large branch which came out on one side, and which hung<span class="tei tei-pb" id="page172">[pg 172]</span> +down loaded with fruit. It would have broken down, perhaps, if there had +not been a crotched pole put under it, to prop it up.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“But all the apples on your branch are not golden pippins,”</span> said Rollo. +<span class="tei tei-q">“There are some on it that are red. What beautiful red apples!”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Yes,”</span> said Georgie. <span class="tei tei-q">“Father grafted that for me, to make it bear +rosy-boys. I call the red ones my rosy-boys.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Grafted?”</span> said Rollo; <span class="tei tei-q">“how did he graft it?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“O,”</span> said Georgie, <span class="tei tei-q">“I do not know exactly. He cut off a little branch +from a rosy-boy tree, and stuck it on somehow, and it grew, and bears +rosy-boys still.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo thought this was very curious; Georgie told him he would give him +an apple, and that he might have his choice—a pippin or a rosy-boy.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo hesitated, and looked at them, first at one, and then at another; +but he could not decide. The rosy-boys had the brightest and most +beautiful color, but then the pippins looked so rich and mellow, that he +could not choose very easily; and so Georgie laughed, find told him he<span class="tei tei-pb" id="page173">[pg 173]</span> +would settle the difficulty by giving him one of each.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“So come here,”</span> said he, <span class="tei tei-q">“Rollo, and let me lean on you, while I knock +them down.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">So Rollo came and stood near him, while Georgie leaned on him, and with +his crutch gave a gentle tap to one of each of his kinds of apples, and +they fell down upon the soft grass, safe and sound.</p> + + + + + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><a name="figlist100" id="figlist100"></a></p><div class="tei tei-figure" style="text-align: center"><img src="images/i182.jpg" width="480" height="480" alt="Georgie's Apples." title="Georgie's Apples." /><div class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: center; margin-bottom: 1.00em; margin-top: 1.00em">Georgie's Apples.</div></div> + + + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page174">[pg 174]</span>They then went into the house, and Georgie gave Rollo his money, +wrapped +up in a small piece of paper; and then Rollo, bidding him good by, went +out of the little white gate, and walked along home.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">The next morning, soon after breakfast, Jonas drove the carryall up to +the front door, and Rollo and his mother walked out to it. Rollo's +mother took the back seat, and Rollo and Jonas sat in front, and they +drove along.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">They called at the house where James lived, and found him waiting for +them on the front steps, with his half dollar in his hand.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">He ran into the house to tell his mother that the carryall had come, and +to bid her good morning, and then he came out to the gate.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“James,”</span> said Rollo, <span class="tei tei-q">“you may sit on the front seat with Jonas, if you +want to.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">James said he should like to very much; and so Rollo stepped over +behind, and sat with his mother. This was kind and polite; for boys all +like the front seat when they <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page175">[pg 175]</span>are riding, and Rollo therefore did +right +to offer it to his cousin.</p> +</div> + + +<div class="tei tei-div" style="margin-bottom: 4.00em; margin-top: 4.00em"> +<a name="toc101" id="toc101"></a> +<a name="pdf102" id="pdf102"></a> +<h2 class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 2.88em; margin-top: 2.88em"><span style="font-size: 144%">A Lecture On Playthings.</span></h2> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">After a short time, they came to a smooth and pleasant road, with trees +and farm-houses on each side; and as the horse was trotting along +quietly, Rollo asked his mother if she could not tell them a story.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“I cannot tell you a story very well, this morning, but I can give you a +lecture on playthings, if you wish.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Very well, mother, we should like that,”</span> said the boys.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">They did not know very well what a lecture was, but they thought that +any thing which their mother would propose would be interesting.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Do you know what a lecture is?”</span> said she.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Not exactly,”</span> said Rollo.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Why, I should explain to you about playthings,—the various kinds, +their use, the way to keep them, and to derive the most pleasure from +them, &c. Giving you <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page176">[pg 176]</span>this information will not be as <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">interesting</span></span> to +you as to hear a story; but it will be more <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">useful</span></span>, if +you attend +carefully, and endeavor to remember what I say.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">The boys thought they should like the lecture, and promised to attend. +Rollo said he would remember it all; and so his mother began.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“The value of a plaything does not consist in itself, but in the +pleasure it awakens in your mind. Do you understand that?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Not very well,”</span> said Rollo.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“If you should give a round stick to a baby on the floor, and let him +strike the floor with it, he would be pleased. You would see by his +looks that it gave him great pleasure. Now, where would this pleasure +be,—in the stick, or in the floor, or in the baby?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Why, in the baby,”</span> said Rollo, laughing.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Yes; and would it be in his body, or in his mind?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“In his face,”</span> said James.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“In his eyes,”</span> said Rollo.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“You would see the <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">signs of it</span></span> in his face and in +his eyes, but the +feeling of <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page177">[pg 177]</span>pleasure would be in his mind. Now, I suppose you +understand +what I said, that the value of the plaything consists in the pleasure it +can awaken in the mind.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Yes, mother,”</span> said Rollo.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“There is your jumping man,”</span> said she; <span class="tei tei-q">“is that a good +plaything?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Yes,”</span> said Rollo, <span class="tei tei-q">“my <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">kicker</span></span>. But I don't care +much about it. I don't +know where it is now.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“What was it?”</span> said James. <span class="tei tei-q">“<span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">I</span></span> never saw +it.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“It was a pasteboard man,”</span> said his mother; <span class="tei tei-q">“and there was a string +behind, fixed so that, by pulling it, you could make his arms and legs +fly about.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Yes,”</span> said Rollo, <span class="tei tei-q">“I called him my <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">kicker</span></span>.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“You liked it very much, when you first had it.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Yes,”</span> said Rollo, <span class="tei tei-q">“but I don't think it is very pretty now.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“That shows what I said was true. When you first had it, it was new, and +the sight of it gave you pleasure; but the pleasure consisted in the +novelty and drollery of it, and after a little while, when you became +familiar with it, it ceased to <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page178">[pg 178]</span>give you pleasure, and then you did +not +value it. I found it the other day lying on the ground in the yard, and +took it up and put it away carefully in a drawer.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“But if the value is all gone, what good does it do to save it?”</span> said +Rollo.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“The value to <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">you</span></span> is gone, because you have become +familiar with it, +and so it has lost its power to awaken feelings of pleasure in you. But +it has still power to give pleasure to other children, who have not seen +it, and I kept it for them.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“I should like to see it, very much,”</span> said James. <span class="tei tei-q">“I never saw such a +one.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“I will show it to you some time. Now, this is one kind of +plaything,—those which please by their <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">novelty</span></span> +only. It is not +generally best to buy such playthings, for you very soon get familiar +with them, and then they cease to give you pleasure, and are almost +worthless.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Only we ought to keep them, if we have them, to show to other boys,”</span> +said Rollo.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Yes,”</span> said his mother. <span class="tei tei-q">“You ought never to throw them away, or leave +them on the floor, or on the ground.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“O, the little fool,”</span> said Rollo suddenly.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page179">[pg 179]</span>His mother and James looked up, wondering what Rollo meant. He +was +looking out at the side of the carryall, at something about the wheel.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“What is it,”</span> said his mother.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Why, here is a large fly trying to light on the wheel, and every time +his legs touch it, it knocks them away. See! See!”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Yes, but you must not attend to him now. You must listen to my lecture. +You promised to give your attention to me.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">So James and Rollo turned away from the window, and began to listen +again.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“I have told you now,”</span> said she, <span class="tei tei-q">“of one kind of +playthings—those that +give pleasure from their <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">novelty</span></span> only. There is another +kind—those +that give you pleasure by their <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">use</span></span>;—such as a +doll, for example.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“How, mother? Is a doll of any <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">use</span></span>?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Yes, in one sense; that is, the girl who has it, <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">uses</span></span> it continually. +Perhaps she admired the <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">looks</span></span> of it, the first day it was +given to +her; but then, after that, she can <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">use</span></span> it in so many +ways, that it +continues to afford her pleasure for a long time. She can dress and +undress it, put <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page180">[pg 180]</span>it to bed, make it sit up for company, and do a +great +many other things with it. When she gets tired of playing with it one +day, she puts it away, and the next day she thinks of something new to +do with it, which she never thought of before. Now, which should you +think the pleasure you should obtain from a ball, would arise from, its +<span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">novelty</span></span>, or its <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">use</span></span>?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Its <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">use</span></span>,”</span> said the boys.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Yes,”</span> said the mother. <span class="tei tei-q">“The first sight of a ball would +not give you +any very special pleasure. Its value would consist in the pleasure you +would take in playing with it.</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Now, it is generally best to buy such playthings as you can use +a great +many times, and in a great many ways; such as a top, a ball, a knife, a +wheelbarrow. But things that please you only by their <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">novelty</span></span>, will +soon lose all their power to give you pleasure, and be good for nothing +to you. Such, for instance, as jumping men, and witches, and funny +little images. Children are very often deceived in buying their +playthings; for those things which please by their novelty only, usually +please them very much for a few minutes, while they <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page181">[pg 181]</span>are in the +shop, +and see them for the first time; while those things which would last a +long time, do not give them much pleasure at first.</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“There is another kind of playthings I want to tell you about a +little, +and then my lecture will be done. I mean playthings which give <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">you</span></span> +pleasure, but give <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">other persons</span></span> pain. A drum and a +whistle, for +example, are disagreeable to other persons; and children, therefore, +ought not to choose them, unless they have a place to go to, to play +with them, which will be out of hearing. I have known boys to buy masks +to frighten other children with, and bows and arrows, which sometimes +are the means of putting out children's eyes. So you must consider, when +you are choosing playthings, first, whether the pleasure they will give +you will be from the <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">novelty</span></span> or the <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">use</span></span>; and, secondly, whether, in +giving <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">you</span></span> pleasure, they will give <span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">any +other persons</span></span> pain.</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“This is the end of the lecture. Now you may rest a little, and look +about, and then I will tell you a short story.”</span></p> +</div> + + +<div class="tei tei-div" style="margin-bottom: 4.00em; margin-top: 4.00em"> +<span class="tei tei-pb" id="page182">[pg 182]</span> +<a name="toc103" id="toc103"></a> +<a name="pdf104" id="pdf104"></a> +<h2 class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 2.88em; margin-top: 2.88em"><span style="font-size: 144%">The Young Drivers.</span></h2> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">They came, about this time, to the foot of a long hill, and Jonas said +he believed that he would get out and walk up, and he said James might +drive the horse. So he put the reins into James's hands, and jumped out. +Rollo climbed over the seat, and sat by his side. Presently James saw a +large stone in the road, and he asked Rollo to see how well he could +drive round it; for as the horse was going, he would have carried one +wheel directly over it. So he pulled one of the reins, and turned the +horse away; but he contrived to turn him out just far enough to make the +<span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-style: italic">other</span></span> wheel go over the stone. Rollo laughed, and asked +him to let him +try the next time; and James gave him the reins; but there was no other +stone till they got up to the top of the hill.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Then James said that Rollo might ride on the front seat now, and when +Jonas got in, he climbed back to the back seat, and took his place by +the side of Rollo's mother.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Come, mother,”</span> then said Rollo, <span class="tei tei-q">“we <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page183">[pg 183]</span>are rested enough +now: please to +begin the story.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Very well, if you are all ready.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">So she began as follows:—</p> + +<div class="block tei tei-div" style="margin-bottom: 2.70em; margin-left: 3.60em; margin-top: 2.70em; margin-right: 3.60em"> +<h3 class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 2.40em; margin-top: 2.40em"><span style="font-size: 120%">The Story of Shallow, Selfish, and Wise.</span></h3> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 0.90em"><span style="font-size: 90%">Once there were three boys going into town to buy some playthings: +their names were Shallow, Selfish, and Wise. Each had half a dollar. +Shallow carried his in his hand, tossing it up in the air, and +catching it, as he went along. Selfish kept teasing his mother to +give him some more money: half a dollar, he said, was not enough. +Wise walked along quietly, with his cash safe in his pocket.</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 0.90em"><span style="font-size: 90%">Presently Shallow missed catching his half dollar, and—chink—it +went, on the sidewalk, and it rolled along down into a crack under a +building. Then he began to cry. Selfish stood by, holding his own +money tight in his hands, and said he did not pity Shallow at all; +it was good enough for him; he had no business to be tossing it up. +Wise came up, and tried to get the money out with a stick, but he +could not. He told Shallow not to cry; said he was sorry he had lost +his money, and that he would give him half of his, as soon as they +could get it changed at the shop.</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 0.90em"><span style="font-size: 90%">So they walked along to the toy-shop.</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 0.90em"><span style="font-size: 90%">Their mother said that each one might choose his own plaything; so +they began to look around on the counter and shelves.</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 0.90em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page184">[pg 184]</span><span style="font-size: 90%">After a while, Shallow began to laugh very loud and heartily at +something he found. It was an image of a grinning monkey. It looked +very droll indeed. Shallow asked Wise to come and see. Wise laughed +at it too, but said he should not want to buy it, as he thought he +should soon get tired of laughing at any thing, if it was ever so +droll.</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 0.90em"><span style="font-size: 90%">Shallow was sure that he should never get tired of laughing at so +very droll a thing as the grinning monkey; and he decided to buy it, +if Wise would give him half of his money; and so Wise did.</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 0.90em"><span style="font-size: 90%">Selfish found a rattle, a large, noisy rattle, and went to springing +it until they were all tired of hearing the noise.</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 0.90em"><span class="tei tei-q"><span style="font-size: 90%">“</span><span style="font-size: 90%">I think I shall buy this,</span><span style="font-size: 90%">”</span></span><span style="font-size: 90%"> said he. </span><span class="tei tei-q"><span style="font-size: 90%">“</span><span style="font-size: 90%">I can make believe that there +is a fire, and can run about springing my rattle, and crying, </span><span class="tei tei-q"><span style="font-size: 90%">‘</span><span style="font-size: 90%">Fire! +Fire!</span><span style="font-size: 90%">’</span></span><span style="font-size: 90%"> or I can play that a thief is breaking into a store, and can +rattle my rattle at him, and call out, </span><span class="tei tei-q"><span style="font-size: 90%">‘</span><span style="font-size: 90%">Stop thief!</span><span style="font-size: 90%">’</span></span><span style="font-size: 90%"> ”</span></span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 0.90em"><span class="tei tei-q"><span style="font-size: 90%">“</span><span style="font-size: 90%">But that will disturb all the people in the house,</span><span style="font-size: 90%">”</span></span><span style="font-size: 90%"> said Wise.</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 0.90em"><span class="tei tei-q"><span style="font-size: 90%">“</span><span style="font-size: 90%">What care I for that?</span><span style="font-size: 90%">”</span></span><span style="font-size: 90%"> said Selfish.</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 0.90em"><span style="font-size: 90%">Selfish found that the price of his rattle was not so much as the +half dollar; so he laid out the rest of it in cake, and sat down on +a box, and began to eat it.</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 0.90em"><span style="font-size: 90%">Wise passed by all the images and gaudy toys, only good to look at a +few times, and chose a soft ball, and finding that that did not take +all of his half of the money, he purchased a little morocco box with +an inkstand, some wafers, and one or two </span><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page185">[pg 185]</span><span style="font-size: 90%">short pens in it. Shallow +told him that was not a plaything; it was only fit for a school; and +as to his ball, he did not think much of that.</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 0.90em"><span style="font-size: 90%">Wise said he thought they could all play with the ball a great many +times, and he thought, too, that he should like his little inkstand +rainy days and winter evenings.</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 0.90em"><span style="font-size: 90%">So the boys walked along home. Shallow stopped every moment to laugh +at his monkey, and Selfish to spring his rattle; and they looked +with contempt on Wise's ball, which he carried quietly in one hand, +and his box done up in brown paper in the other.</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 0.90em"><span style="font-size: 90%">When they got home, Shallow ran in to show his monkey. The people +smiled a little, but did not take much notice of it; and, in fact, +it did not look half so funny, even to himself, as it did in the +shop. In a short time, it did not make him laugh at all, and then he +was vexed and angry with it. He said he meant to go and throw the +ugly old baboon away; he was tired of seeing that same old grin on +his face all the time. So he went and threw it over the wall.</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 0.90em"><span style="font-size: 90%">Selfish ate his cake up, on his way home. He would not give his +brothers any, for he said they had had their money as well as he. +When he got home, he went about the house, up and down, through +parlor and chamber, kitchen and shed, springing his rattle, and +calling out, </span><span class="tei tei-q"><span style="font-size: 90%">“</span><span style="font-size: 90%">Stop thief! Stop thief!</span><span style="font-size: 90%">”</span></span><span style="font-size: 90%"> or </span><span class="tei tei-q"><span style="font-size: 90%">“</span><span style="font-size: 90%">Fire! Fire!</span><span style="font-size: 90%">”</span></span><span style="font-size: 90%"> Every body +got tired, and asked him to be still; but he did not </span><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page186">[pg 186]</span><span style="font-size: 90%">mind, until, +at last, his father took his rattle away from him, and put it up on +a high shelf.</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 0.90em"><span style="font-size: 90%">Then Selfish and Shallow went out and found Wise playing beautifully +with his ball in the yard; and he invited them to play with him. +They would toss it up against the wall, and learn to catch it when +it came down; and then they made some bat-sticks, and knocked it +back and forth to one another, about the yard. The more they played +with the ball, the more they liked it, and, as Wise was always very +careful not to play near any holes, and to put it away safe when he +had done with it, he kept it a long time, and gave them pleasure a +great many times all summer long.</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 0.90em"><span style="font-size: 90%">And then his inkstand box was a great treasure. He would get it out +in the long winter evenings, and lend Selfish and Shallow, each, one +of his pens; and they would all sit at the table, and make pictures, +and write little letters, and seal them with small bits of the +wafers. In fact, Wise kept his inkstand box safe till he grew up to +be a man.</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 0.90em"><span style="font-size: 90%">That is the end of the story.</span></p> +</div> +</div> + + +<div class="tei tei-div" style="margin-bottom: 4.00em; margin-top: 4.00em"> +<a name="toc105" id="toc105"></a> +<a name="pdf106" id="pdf106"></a> +<h2 class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 2.88em; margin-top: 2.88em"><span style="font-size: 144%">The Toy-Shop.</span></h2> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“I wish I could get an inkstand box,”</span> said Rollo, when the story was +finished.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page187">[pg 187]</span><span class="tei tei-q">“I think he was very foolish to throw away his grinning +monkey,”</span> said +James, <span class="tei tei-q">“I wish I could see a grinning monkey.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">They continued talking about this story some time, and at length they +drew nigh to the city. They drove to a stable, where Jonas had the horse +put up, and then they all walked on in search of a toy-shop.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">They passed along through one or two streets, walking very slowly, so +that the boys might look at the pictures and curious things in the shop +windows. At length they came to a toy-shop, and all went in.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">They saw at once a great number and variety of playthings exhibited to +view. All around the floor were arranged horses on wheels, little carts, +wagons, and baskets. The counter had a great variety of images and +figures,—birds that would peep, and dogs that would bark, and drummers +that would drum—all by just turning a little handle. Then the shelves +and the window were filled with all sorts of boxes, and whips, and +puzzles, and tea-sets, and <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page188">[pg 188]</span>dolls, dressed and not dressed. There +were +bows and arrows, and darts, and jumping ropes, and glass dogs, and +little rocking-horses, and a thousand other things.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">When the boys first came in, there was a little girl standing by the +counter with a small slate in her hand. She looked like a poor girl, +though she was neat and tidy in her dress. She was talking with the +shopman about the slate.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Don't you think,”</span> said she, <span class="tei tei-q">“you could let me have it for ten +cents?”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“No,”</span> said he, <span class="tei tei-q">“I could not afford it for less than fifteen. It cost +me +more than ten.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">The little girl laid the slate down, and looked disappointed and sad. +Rollo's mother came up to her, took up the slate, and said,</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“I should think you had better give him fifteen cents. It is a very good +slate. It is worth as much as that, certainly.”</span></p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“Yes, madam, so I tell her,”</span> said the shopman.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-q">“But I have not got but ten cents,”</span> said the little girl.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-pb" id="page189">[pg 189]</span><span class="tei tei-q">“Have not you?”</span> said Rollo's mother. She stood still +thinking a moment, +and then she asked the little girl what her name was.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">She said it was Maria.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">She asked her what she wanted the slate for; and Maria said it was to do +sums on, at school. She wanted to study arithmetic, and could not do so +without a slate.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Jonas then came forward, and said that he should like to give her five +cents of Georgie's money, and that, with the ten she had, would be +enough. He said that Georgie had given him authority to do what he +thought best with his money, and he knew, if Georgie was here, he would +wish to help the little girl.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">Rollo and James were both sorry they had not thought of it themselves; +and, as soon as Jonas mentioned it, they wanted to give some of their +money to the girl; but Jonas said he knew that Georgie would prefer to +do it. At last, however, it was agreed that Rollo and James should +furnish one cent each, and Georgie the rest. This was all agreed upon +after a low <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page190">[pg 190]</span>conversation by themselves in a corner of the store; +and +then Jonas came forward, and told the shopman that they were going to +pay the additional five cents, and that he might let the girl have the +slate. So Jonas paid the money, and it was agreed that Rollo and James +should pay him back their share, when they got their money changed. The +boys were very much pleased to see the little girl go away so happy with +her slate in her hand. It was neatly done up in paper, with two pencils +which the shopman gave her, done up inside.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">After Maria was gone, the boys looked around the shop, but could not +find any thing which exactly pleased them; or at least they could not +find any thing which pleased them so much more than any thing else, that +they could decide in favor of it. So they concluded to walk along, and +look at another shop.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">They succeeded at last in finding some playthings that they liked, and +Jonas bought a variety of useful things for Georgie. On their way home, +the carryall stopped at the house where Lucy lived <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page191">[pg 191]</span>and Rollo's +mother +left him and James there, to show Lucy their playthings.</p> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em">One of the things they bought was a little boat with two sails, and they +went down behind the house to sail it. The other playthings and books +they carried down too, and had a fine time playing with them, with Lucy +and another little girl who was visiting her that afternoon.</p> +</div> +</div> + +<div class="tei tei-tb"><hr style="width: 50%" /></div> + +<div class="tei tei-div" style="margin-bottom: 5.00em; margin-top: 5.00em"> + +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-variant: small-caps">The Rollo Series</span></span></p> +<p class="tei tei-p" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em"><span class="tei tei-hi"><span style="font-variant: small-caps">is composed of fourteen volumes, viz.</span></span></p> + +<table summary="This is a list." class="tei tei-list" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em; margin-top: 1.00em"><tbody><tr class="tei tei-labelitem"><th class="tei tei-label"></th><td class="tei tei-item">Rollo Learning to Talk.</td></tr><tr class="tei tei-labelitem"><th class="tei tei-label"></th><td class="tei tei-item">Rollo Learning to Read.</td></tr><tr class="tei tei-labelitem"><th class="tei tei-label"></th><td class="tei tei-item">Rollo at Work.</td></tr><tr class="tei tei-labelitem"><th class="tei tei-label"></th><td class="tei tei-item">Rollo at Play.</td></tr><tr class="tei tei-labelitem"><th class="tei tei-label"></th><td class="tei tei-item">Rollo at School.</td></tr><tr class="tei tei-labelitem"><th class="tei tei-label"></th><td class="tei tei-item">Rollo's Vacation.</td></tr><tr class="tei tei-labelitem"><th class="tei tei-label"></th><td class="tei tei-item">Rollo's Experiments.</td></tr><tr class="tei tei-labelitem"><th class="tei tei-label"></th><td class="tei tei-item">Rollo's Museum.</td></tr><tr class="tei tei-labelitem"><th class="tei tei-label"></th><td class="tei tei-item">Rollo's Travels.</td></tr><tr class="tei tei-labelitem"><th class="tei tei-label"></th><td class="tei tei-item">Rollo's Correspondence.</td></tr><tr class="tei tei-labelitem"><th class="tei tei-label"></th><td class="tei tei-item">Rollo's Philosophy—Water.</td></tr><tr class="tei tei-labelitem"><th class="tei tei-label"></th><td class="tei tei-item">Rollo's Philosophy—Air.</td></tr><tr class="tei tei-labelitem"><th class="tei tei-label"></th><td class="tei tei-item">Rollo's Philosophy—Fire.</td></tr><tr class="tei tei-labelitem"><th class="tei tei-label"></th><td class="tei tei-item">Rollo's Philosophy—Sky.</td></tr></tbody></table> +</div> + +</div> + +<div class="tei tei-back" style="margin-bottom: 2.00em; margin-top: 6.00em"> + +</div> + +<div style='display:block; margin-top:4em'>*** END OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK ROLLO AT WORK ***</div> +<div style='text-align:left'> + +<div style='display:block; margin:1em 0'> +Updated editions will replace the previous one—the old editions will +be renamed. +</div> + +<div style='display:block; margin:1em 0'> +Creating the works from print editions not protected by U.S. copyright +law means that no one owns a United States copyright in these works, +so the Foundation (and you!) can copy and distribute it in the United +States without permission and without paying copyright +royalties. 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You may copy it, give it away or re-use it under +the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included with this eBook or +online at http://www.gutenberg.org/license + + + +Title: Rollo at Work + +Author: Jacob Abbott + +Release Date: May 1, 2008 [Ebook #25274] + +Language: English + +Character set encoding: ISO 8859-1 + + +***START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK ROLLO AT WORK*** + + + + + +Transcriber's Notes: + +The original print starts with a list of novels from the "Rollo series". +This information has been moved to the back of the book. + +Unusual spellings that are used consistently have been kept as they were +found in the source. Some punctuation errors have been corrected silently. +All other corrections are declared in the TEI master file, using the usual +TEI elements for corrections. + +In particular, four asterisks that appear to be footnote marks without a +corresponding footnote have been deleted. + + + + + +The + +Rollo Books + +by + +Jacob Abbott + +[Illustration: The Rollo Books by Jacob Abbott. Boston, Phillips, Sampson, +& Co.] + +Boston, Phillips, Sampson, & Co. + + ------------------------------------- + +Rollo At Work + +Or + +The Way to Be Industrious + + ------------------------------------- + + + + + +NOTICE TO PARENTS. + + +Although this little work, and its fellow, "ROLLO AT PLAY," are intended +principally as a means of entertainment for their little readers, it is +hoped by the writer that they may aid in accomplishing some of the +following useful purposes:-- + +1. In cultivating _the thinking powers_; as frequent occasions occur, in +which the incidents of the narrative, and the conversations arising from +them, are intended to awaken and engage the reasoning and reflective +faculties of the little readers. + +2. In promoting the progress of children _in reading_ and in knowledge of +language; for the diction of the stories is intended to be often in +advance of the natural language of the reader, and yet so used as to be +explained by the connection. + +3. In cultivating the _amiable and gentle qualities of the heart_. The +scenes are laid in quiet and virtuous life, and the character and conduct +described are generally--with the exception of some of the ordinary +exhibitions of childish folly--character and conduct to be imitated; for +it is generally better, in dealing with children, to allure them to what +is right by agreeable pictures of it, than to attempt to drive them to it +by repulsive delineations of what is wrong. + + + + + +CONTENTS + + +Story 1. Labor Lost + Elky. + Preparations. + A Bad Beginning. + What Rollo Might Do. + A New Plan. + Hirrup! Hirrup! + An Overturn. +Story 2. The Two Little Wheelbarrows. + Rides. + The Corporal's. + The Old Nails. + A Conversation. + Rollo Learns to Work at Last. + The Corporal's Again. +Story 3. Causey-Building. + Sand-Men. + The Gray Garden. + A Contract. + Instructions. + Keeping Tally. + Rights Defined. + Calculation. +Story 4. Rollo's Garden. + Farmer Cropwell. + Work and Play. + Planting. + The Trying Time. + A Narrow Escape. + Advice. +Story 5. The Apple-Gathering. + The Garden-House. + Jolly. + The Pet Lamb. + The Meadow-Russet. + Insubordination. + Subordination. + The New Plan Tried. + A Present. + The Strawberry-Bed. + The Farmer's Story. +Story 6. Georgie. + The Little Landing. + Georgie's Money. + Two Good Friends. + A Lecture On Playthings. + The Young Drivers. + The Toy-Shop. + + + + + +ENGRAVINGS + + +Rollo Digging Holes in the Ground. +Too Heavy. +The Corporal's. +Rollo Took Hold of His Wheelbarrow. +The Cows. +The Bull Chained by the Nose. +Work in the Rain. +The Harvesting Party. +There, Said He, See How Men Work. +Georgie's Apples. + + + + + + +[Illustration: Rollo Digging Holes in the Ground.] + + + + + +LABOR LOST. + + + + +Elky. + + +When Rollo was between five and six years old, he was one day at work in +his little garden, planting some beans. His father had given him a little +square bed in a corner of the garden, which he had planted with corn two +days before. He watched his corn impatiently for two days, and, as it did +not come up, he thought he would plant it again with beans. He ought to +have waited longer. + +He was sitting on a little cricket, digging holes in the ground, when he +heard a sudden noise. He started up, and saw a strange, monstrous head +looking at him over the garden wall. He jumped up, and ran as fast as he +could towards the house. + +It happened that Jonas, the boy, was at that time at work in the yard, +cutting wood, and he called out, "What is the matter, Rollo?" + +Rollo had just looked round, and seeing that the head remained still where +it was, he was a little ashamed of his fears; so at first he did not +answer, but walked along towards Jonas. + +"That's the colt," said Jonas; "should not you like to go and see him?" + +Rollo looked round again, and true enough, it was a small horse's head +that was over the wall. It looked smaller now than it did when he first +saw it. + +Now there was behind the garden a green field, with scattered trees upon +it, and a thick wood at the farther side. Jonas took Rollo by the hand, +and led him back into the garden, towards the colt. The colt took his head +back over the fence as they approached, and walked away. He was now afraid +of Rollo. Jonas and Rollo climbed up upon a stile which was built there +against the fence, and saw the colt trotting away slowly down towards the +wood, looking back at Rollo and Jonas, by bending his head every minute, +first on one side, and then on the other. + +"There comes father," said Rollo. + +Jonas looked and saw Rollo's father coming out of the wood, leading a +horse. The colt and the horse had been feeding together in the field, and +Rollo's father had caught the horse, for he wanted to take a ride. Rollo's +father had a little basket in his hand, and when he saw the colt coming +towards him, he held it up and called him, "_Elky, Elky, Elky, Elky_," for +the colt's name was Elkin, though they often called him Elky. Elkin walked +slowly up to the basket, and put his nose in it. He found that there were +some oats in it; and Rollo's father poured them out on the grass, and then +stood by, patting Elky's head and neck while he ate them. Rollo thought +his head looked beautifully; he wondered how he could have been afraid of +it. + +Rollo's father led the horse across the field, through a gate, into a +green lane which led along the side of the garden towards the house; and +Rollo said he would run round into the lane and meet him. So he jumped off +of the stile, and ran up the garden, and Jonas followed him, and went back +to his work. + +Rollo ran round to meet his father, who was coming up the green lane, +leading the horse with a rope round his neck. + +"Father," said Rollo, "could you put me on?" + +His father smiled, and lifted Rollo up carefully, and placed him on the +horse's back. Then he walked slowly along. + +"Father," said Rollo, "are you going away?" + +"Yes," said he, "I am going to ride away in the wagon." + +"Why did not you catch Elky, and let him draw you?" + +"Elky? O, Elky is not old enough to work." + +"Not old enough to work!" said Rollo, "Why, he is pretty big. He is almost +as big as the horse. I should think he could draw you alone in the wagon." + +"Perhaps he is strong enough for that; but Elky has never learned to work +yet." + +"Never learned!" said Rollo, in great surprise. "Do horses have to _learn_ +to work? Why, they have nothing to do but to pull." + +"Why, suppose," said his father, "that he should dart off at once as soon +as he is harnessed, and pull with all his strength, and furiously." + +"O, he must not do so: he must pull gently and slowly." + +"Well, suppose he pulls gently a minute, and then stops and looks round, +and then I tell him to go on, and he pulls a minute again, and then stops +and looks round." + +"O no," said Rollo, laughing, "he must not do so; he must keep pulling +steadily all the time." + +"Yes, so you see he has something more to do than merely to pull; he must +pull right, and he must be taught to do this. Besides, he must learn to +obey all my various commands. Why, a horse needs to be taught to work as +much as a boy." + +"Why, father, I can work; and I have never been taught." + +"O no," said his father, smiling, "you cannot work." + +"I can plant beans," said Rollo. + +Just then, Rollo, who was all this time riding on the horse, looked down +from his high seat into a little bush by the side of the road, and saw +there a little bunch that looked like a birdsnest; and he said, "O, +father, please to take me down; I want to look at that birdsnest." + +His father knew that he would not hurt the birdsnest; so he took him off +of the horse, and put him on the ground. Then he walked on with the horse, +and Rollo turned back to see the nest. He climbed up upon a log that lay +by the side of the bush, and then gently opened the branches and looked +in. Four little, unfledged birds lifted up their heads, and opened their +mouths wide. They heard the noise which Rollo made, and thought it was +their mother come to feed them. + +"Ah, you little dickeys," said Rollo; "hungry, are you? _I_ have not got +any thing for you to eat." + +Rollo looked at them a little while, and then slowly got down and walked +along up the lane, saying to himself, "_They_ are not big enough to work, +at any rate, but _I_ am, I know, and I do not believe but that _Elky_ is." + + + + +Preparations. + + +When Rollo got back into the yard, he found his father just getting into +the wagon to go away. Jonas stood by the horse, having just finished +harnessing him. + +"Father," said Rollo, "I can work. You thought I could not work, but I +can. I am going to work to-day while you are gone." + +"Are you?" said his father. "Very well; I should be glad to have you." + +"What should you like to have me do?" asked Rollo. + +"O, you may pick up chips, or pile that short wood in the shed. But stand +back from the wheel, for I am going to start now." + +So Rollo stood back, and his father drew up the reins which Jonas had just +put into his hands, and guided the horse slowly and carefully out of the +yard. Rollo ran along behind the wagon as far as the gate, to see his +father go off, and stood there a few minutes, watching him as he rode +along, until he disappeared at a turn in the road. He then came back to +the yard, and sat down on a log by the side of Jonas, who was busily at +work mending the wheelbarrow. + +Rollo sat singing to himself for some time, and then he said, + +"Jonas, father thinks I am not big enough to work; don't you think I am?" + +"I don't know," said Jonas, hesitating. "You do not seem to be very +industrious just now." + +"O, I am resting now," said Rollo; "I am going to work pretty soon." + +"What are you resting from?" said Jonas. + +"O, I am resting because I am tired." + +"What are you tired of?" said Jonas. "What have you been doing?" + +Rollo had no answer at hand, for he had not been doing any thing at all. +The truth was, it was pleasanter for him to sit on the log and sing, and +see Jonas mend the wheelbarrow, than to go to work himself; and he mistook +that feeling for being tired. Boys often do so when they are set to work. + +Rollo, finding that he had no excuse for sitting there any longer, +presently got up, and sauntered along towards the house, saying that he +was going to work, picking up chips. + +Now there was, in a certain corner of the yard, a considerable space +covered with chips, which were the ones that Rollo had to pick up. He knew +that his father wished to have them put into a kind of a bin in the shed, +called the _chip-bin_. So he went into the house for a basket. + +He found his mother busy; and she said she could not go and get a basket +for him; but she told him the chip-basket was probably in its place in the +shed, and he might go and get that. + +"But," said Rollo, "that is too large. I cannot lift that great basket +full of chips." + +"You need not fill it full then," said his mother. "Put in just as many as +you can easily carry." + +Rollo still objected, saying that he wanted her very much to go and get a +smaller one. He could not work without a smaller one. + +"Very well," said she, "I would rather that you should not work then. The +interruption to me to get up now, and go to look for a smaller basket, +will be greater than all the good you will do in picking up chips." + +Rollo then told her that his father wanted him to work, and he related to +her all the conversation they had had. She then thought that she had +better do all in her power to give Rollo a fair experiment; so she left +her work, went down, got him a basket which he said was just big enough, +and left him at the door, going out to his work in the yard. + + + + +A Bad Beginning. + + +Rollo sat down on the chips, and began picking them up, all around him, +and throwing them into his basket. He soon filled it up, and then lugged +it in, emptied it into the chip-bin, and then returned, and began to fill +it again. + +He had not got his basket more than half full the second time, before he +came upon some very large chips, which were so square and flat, that he +thought they would be good to build houses with. He thought he would just +try them a little, and began to stand them up in such a manner as to make +the four walls of a house. He found, however, an unexpected difficulty; +for although the chips were large and square, yet the edges were so sharp +that they would not stand up very well. + +Some time was spent in trying experiments with them in various ways; but +he could not succeed very well; so he began again industriously to put +them into his basket. + +When he got the basket nearly full, the second time, he thought he was +tired, and that it would be a good plan to take a little time for rest; +and he would go and see Jonas a little while. + +Now his various interruptions and delays, his conversation with his +mother, the delay in getting the basket, and his house-building, had +occupied considerable time; so that, when he went back to Jonas, it was +full half an hour from the time when he left him; and he found that Jonas +had finished mending the wheelbarrow, and had put it in its place, and was +just going away himself into the field. + +"Well, Rollo," said he, "how do you get along with your work?" + +"O, very well," said Rollo; "I have been picking up chips all the time +since I went away from you." + +Rollo did not mean to tell a falsehood. But he was not aware how much of +his time he had idled away. + +"And how many have you got in?" said Jonas. + +"Guess," said Rollo. + +"Six baskets full," said Jonas. + +"No," said Rollo. + +"Eight." + +"No; not so many." + +"How many, then?" said Jonas, who began to be tired of guessing. + +"Two; that is, I have got one in, and the other is almost full." + +"Only two?" said Jonas. "Then you cannot have worked very steadily. Come +here and I will show you how to work." + + + + +What Rollo Might Do. + + +So Jonas walked along to the chips, and asked Rollo to fill up that +basket, and carry it, and then come back, and he would tell him. + +So Rollo filled up the basket, carried it to the bin, and came back very +soon. Jonas told him then to fill it up again as full as it was before. + +"There," said Jonas, when it was done, "now it is as full as the other +was, and I should think you have been less than two minutes in doing it. +We will call it two minutes. Two minutes for each basket full would make +thirty baskets full in an hour. Now, I don't think there are more than +thirty baskets full in all; so that, if you work steadily, but without +hurrying any, you would get them all in in an hour." + +"In an hour?" said Rollo. "Could I get them all in in an hour?" + +"Yes," said Jonas, "I have no doubt you can. But you must not hurry and +get tired out. Work moderately, but _steadily_;--that is the way." + +So Jonas went to the field, leaving Rollo to go on with his thirty +baskets. Rollo thought it would be a fine thing to get the chips all in +before his father should come home, and he went to work very busily +filling his basket the third time. + +"I can do it quicker," said he to himself. "I can fill the basket a great +deal faster than that. I will get it all done in half an hour." + +So he began to throw in the chips as fast as possible, taking up very +large ones too, and tossing them in in any way. Now it happened that he +did fill it this time very quick; for the basket being small, and the +chips that he now selected very large, they did not pack well, but lay up +in every direction, so as apparently to fill up the basket quite full, +when, in fact, there were great empty spaces in it; and when he took it up +to carry it, it felt very light, because it was in great part empty. + +He ran along with it, forgetting Jonas's advice not to hurry, and thinking +that the reason why it seemed so light was because he was so strong. When +he got to the coal-bin, the chips would not come out easily. They were so +large that they had got wedged between the sides of the basket, and he had +hard work to get them out. + +This fretted him, and cooled his ardor somewhat; he walked back rather +slowly, and began again to fill his basket. + + + + +A New Plan. + + +Before he had got many chips in it, however, he happened to think that the +wheelbarrow would be a better thing to get them in with. They would not +stick in that as they did in the basket. "Men always use a wheelbarrow," +he said to himself, "and why should not I?" + +So he turned the chips out of his basket, thus losing so much labor, and +went after the wheelbarrow. He spent some time in looking to see how Jonas +had mended it, and then he attempted to wheel it along to the chips. He +found it quite heavy; but he contrived to get it along, and after losing +considerable time in various delays, he at last had it fairly on the +ground, and began to fill it. + +He found that the chips would go into the wheelbarrow beautifully, and he +was quite pleased with his own ingenuity in thinking of it. He thought he +would take a noble load, and so he filled it almost full, but it took a +long time to do it, for the wheelbarrow was so large that he got tired, +and stopped several times to rest. + +When, at length, it was full, he took hold of the handles, and lifted away +upon it. He found it very heavy. He made another desperate effort, and +succeeded in raising it from the ground a little; but unluckily, as +wheelbarrows are very apt to do when the load is too heavy for the +workman, it tipped down to one side, and, though Rollo exerted all his +strength to save it, it was in vain. + +[Illustration: Too Heavy.] + +Over went the wheelbarrow, and about half of the chips were poured out +upon the ground again. + +"O dear me!" said Rollo; "I wish this wheelbarrow was not so heavy." + +He sat down on the side of the wheelbarrow for a time in despair. He had a +great mind to give up work for that day. He thought he had done enough; he +was tired. But, then, when he reflected that he had only got in three +small baskets of chips, and that his father would see that it was really +true, as he had supposed, that Rollo could not work, he felt a little +ashamed to stop. + +So he tipped the wheelbarrow back, which he could easily do now that the +load was half out, and thought he would wheel those along, and take the +rest next time. + +By great exertions he contrived to stagger along a little way with this +load, until presently the wheel settled into a little low place in the +path, and he could not move it any farther. This worried and troubled him +again. He tried to draw the wheelbarrow back, as he had often seen Jonas +do in similar cases, but in vain. It would not move back or forwards. Then +he went round to the wheel, and pulled upon that; but it would not do. The +wheel held its place immovably. + +Rollo sat down on the grass a minute or two, wishing that he had not +touched the wheelbarrow. It was unwise for him to have left his basket, +his regular and proper mode of carrying the chips, to try experiments with +the wheelbarrow, which he was not at all accustomed to. And now the proper +course for him to have taken, would have been to leave the wheelbarrow +where it was, go and get the basket, take out the chips from the +wheelbarrow, and carry them, a basket full at a time, to the bin, then +take the wheelbarrow to its place, and go on with his work in the way he +began. + +But Rollo, like all other boys who have not learned to work, was more +inclined to get somebody to help him do what was beyond his own strength, +than to go quietly on alone in doing what he himself was able to do. So he +left the wheelbarrow, and went into the house to try to find somebody to +help him. + +He came first into the kitchen, where Mary was at work getting dinner, and +he asked her to come out and help him get his wheelbarrow out of a hole. +Mary said she could not come then, but, if he would wait a few minutes, +she would. Rollo could not wait, but went off in pursuit of his mother. + +"Mother," said he, as he opened the door into her chamber, "could not you +come out and help me get my wheelbarrow along?" + +"What wheelbarrow?" said his mother. + +"Why, the great wheelbarrow. I am wheeling chips in it, and I cannot get +it along." + +"I thought you were picking up chips in the basket I got for you." + +"Yes, mother, I did a little while; but I thought I could get them along +faster with the wheelbarrow." + +"And, instead of that, it seems you cannot get them along at all." + +"Why, mother, it is only one little place. It is in a little hole. If I +could only get it out of that little hole, it would go very well." + +"But it seems to me you are not a very profitable workman, Rollo, after +all. You wanted me very much to go and get you a small basket, because the +common basket was too large and heavy; so I left my work, and went and got +it for you. But you soon lay it aside, and go, of your own accord, and get +something heavier than the common chip-basket, a great deal. And now I +must leave my work and go down and wheel it along for you." + +"Only this once, mother. If you can get it out of this hole for me, I will +be careful not to let it get in again." + +"Well," said his mother at length, "I will go. Though the common way with +wagoners, when they get their loads into difficulty, is to throw a part +off until they lighten it sufficiently, and then go on. I will go this +time; but if you get into difficulty again, you must get out yourself." + +So Rollo and his mother went down together, and she took hold of the +wheelbarrow, and soon got it out. She advised Rollo not to use the +wheelbarrow, but to return to his basket, but yet wished him to do just as +he thought best himself. + +When she had returned to the house, Rollo went on with his load, slowly +and with great difficulty. He succeeded, however, in working it along +until he came to the edge of the platform which was before the shed door, +where he was to carry in his chips. Here, of course, he was at a complete +stand, as he could not get the wheel up such a high step; so he sat down +on the edge of the platform, not knowing what to do next. + +He could not go to his mother, for she had told him that she could not +help him again; so, on the whole, he concluded that he would not pick up +chips any more; he would pile the wood. He recollected that his father had +told him that he might either pick up chips or pile wood; and the last, he +thought, would be much easier. + +"I shall not have any thing to carry or to wheel at all," said he to +himself, "and so I shall not have any of these difficulties." + +So he left his wheelbarrow where it was, at the edge of the platform, +intending to ask Jonas to get it up for him when he should come home. He +went into the shed, and began to pile up the wood. + +It was some very short, small wood, prepared for a stove in his mother's +chamber, and he knew where his father wanted to have it piled--back +against the side of the shed, near where the wood was lying Jonas had +thrown it down there in a heap as he had sawed and split it. + + + + +Hirrup! Hirrup! + + +He began to lay the wood regularly upon the ground where his pile was to +be, and for a few minutes went on very prosperously. But presently he +heard a great trampling in the street, and ran out to see what it was, and +found that it was a large herd of cattle driving by--oxen and cows, and +large and small calves. They filled the whole road as they walked slowly +along, and Rollo climbed up upon the fence, by the side of the gate, to +look at them. He was much amused to see so large a herd, and he watched +all their motions. Some stopped to eat by the road side; some tried to run +off down the lane, but were driven back by boys with long whips, who ran +after them. Others would stand still in the middle of the road and bellow, +and here and there two or three would be seen pushing one another with +their horns, or running up upon a bank by the road side. + +Presently Rollo heard a commotion among the cattle at a little distance, +and, looking that way, saw that Jonas was in among them, with a stick, +driving the about, and calling out, HIRRUP! HIRRUP! At first he could not +think what he was doing; but presently he saw that their own cow had got +in among the others, and Jonas was trying to get her out. + +Some of the men who were driving the herd helped him, and they succeeded, +at length, in getting her away by herself, by the side of the road. The +rest of the cattle moved slowly on, and when they were fairly by, Jonas +called out to Rollo to open the gate and then run away. + +Rollo did, accordingly, open the gate and run up the yard, and presently +he saw the cow coming in, with Jonas after her. + +"Jonas," said Rollo, "how came our cow in among all those?" + +"She got out of the pasture somehow," said Jonas, in reply, "and I must go +and drive her back. How do you get along with your chips?" + +"O, not very well. I want you to help me get the wheelbarrow up on the +platform." + +"The wheelbarrow!" said Jonas. "Are you doing it with the wheelbarrow?" + +"No. I am not picking up chips now at all. I am piling wood. I _did_ have +the wheelbarrow." + +In the mean time, the cow walked along through the yard and out of the +gate into the field, and Jonas said he must go on immediately after her, +to drive her back into the pasture, and put up the fence, and so he could +not stop to help Rollo about the chips; but he would just look in and see +if he was piling the wood right. + +He accordingly just stepped a moment to the shed door, and looked at +Rollo's work. "That will do very well," said he; "only you must put the +biggest ends of the sticks outwards, or it will all tumble down." + +So saying, he turned away, and walked off fast after the cow. + + + + +An Overturn. + + +Rollo stood looking at him for some time, wishing that he was going too. +But he knew that he must not go without his mother's leave, and that, if +he should go in to ask her, Jonas would have gone so far that he should +not be able to overtake him. So he went back to his wood-pile. + +He piled a little more, and as he piled he wondered what Jonas meant by +telling him to put the largest ends outwards. He took up a stick which had +a knot on one end, which made that end much the largest, and laid it on +both ways, first with the knot back against the side of the shed, and then +with the knot in front, towards himself. He did not see but that the stick +lay as steadily in one position as in the other. + +"Jonas was mistaken," said he. "It is a great deal better to put the big +ends back. Then they are out of sight; all the old knots are hid, and the +pile looks handsomer in front." + +So he went on, putting the sticks upon the pile with the biggest ends back +against the shed. By this means the back side of the pile began soon to be +the highest, and the wood slanted forward, so that, when it was up nearly +as high as his head, it leaned forward so as to be quite unsteady. Rollo +could not imagine what made his pile act so. He thought he would put on +one stick more, and then leave it. But, as he was putting on this stick, +he found that the whole pile was very unsteady. He put his hand upon it, +and shook it a little, to see if it was going to fall, when he found it +was coming down right upon him, and had just time to spring back before it +fell. + +He did not get clear, however; for, as he stepped suddenly back, he +tumbled over the wood which was lying on the ground, and fell over +backwards; and a large part of the pile came down upon him. + +He screamed out with fright and pain, for he bruised himself a little in +falling; though the wood which fell upon him was so small and light that +it did not do much serious injury. + +Rollo stopped crying pretty soon, and went into the house; and that +evening, when his father came home, he went to him, and said, + +"Father, you were right, after all; I _don't_ know how to work any better +than Elky." + + + + + +THE TWO LITTLE WHEELBARROWS. + + + + +Rides. + + +Rollo often used to ride out with his father and mother. When he was quite +a small boy, he did not know how to manage so as to get frequent rides. He +used to keep talking, himself, a great deal, and interrupting his father +and mother, when they wanted to talk; and if he was tired, he would +complain, and ask them, again and again, when they should get home. Then +he was often thirsty, and would tease his father and mother for water, in +places where there was no water to be got, and then fret because he was +obliged to wait a little while. In consequence of this, his father and +mother did not take him very often. When they wanted a quiet, still, +pleasant ride, they had to leave Rollo behind. A great many children act +just as Rollo did, and thus deprive themselves of a great many very +pleasant rides. + +Rollo observed, however, that his uncle almost always took Lucy with him +when he went to ride. And one day, when he was playing in the yard where +Jonas was at work setting out trees, he saw his uncle riding by, with +another person in the chaise, and Lucy sitting between them on a little +low seat. Lucy smiled and nodded as she went by; and when she had gone, +Rollo said, + +"There goes Lucy, taking a ride. Uncle almost always takes her, when he +goes any where. I wonder why father does not take me as often." + +"I know why," said Jonas. + +"What is the reason?" said Rollo. + +"Because you are troublesome, and Lucy is not. If I was a boy like you, I +should manage so as almost always to ride with my father." + +"Why, what should you do?" said Rollo. + +"Why, in the first place, I should never find fault with my seat. I should +sit exactly where they put me, without any complaint. Then I should not +talk much, and I should _never_ interrupt them when they were talking. If +I saw any thing on the road that I wanted to ask about, I should wait +until I had a good opportunity to do it without disturbing their +conversation; and then, if I wanted any thing to eat or drink, I should +not ask for it, unless I was in a place where they could easily get it for +me. Thus I should not be any trouble to them, and so they would let me go +almost always." + +Rollo was silent. He began to recollect how much trouble he had given his +parents, when riding with them, without thinking of it at the time. He did +not say any thing to Jonas about it, but he secretly resolved to try +Jonas's experiment the very next time he went to ride. + +He did so, and in a very short time his father and mother both perceived +that there was, some how or other, a great change in his manners. He had +ceased to be troublesome, and had become quite a pleasant travelling +companion. And the effect was exactly as Jonas had foretold. His father +and mother liked very much to have such a still, pleasant little boy +sitting between them; and at last they began almost to think they could +not have a pleasant ride themselves, unless Rollo was with them. + +They used to put a little cricket in, upon the bottom of the chaise, for +Rollo to sit upon; but this was not very convenient, and so one day +Rollo's father said that, now Rollo had become so pleasant a boy to ride +with them, he would have a little seat made on purpose for him. "In fact," +said he, "I will take the chaise down to the corporal's to-night, and see +if he cannot do it for me." + +"And may I go with you?" said Rollo. + +"Yes," said his father, "you may." + +Rollo was always very much pleased when his father let him go to the +corporal's. + + + + +The Corporal's. + + +But perhaps the reader will like to know who this corporal was that Rollo +was so desirous of going to see. He was an old soldier, who had become +disabled in the wars, so that he could not go out to do very hard work, +but was very ingenious in making and mending things, and he had a little +shop down by the mill, where he used to work. + +Rollo often went there with Jonas, to carry a chair to be mended, or to +get a lock or latch put in order; and sometimes to buy a basket, or a +rake, or some simple thing that the corporal knew how to make. A corporal, +you must know, is a kind of an officer in a company. This man had been +such an officer; and so they always called him the corporal. I never knew +what his other name was. + +That evening Rollo and his father set off in the chaise to go to the +corporal's. It was not very far. They rode along by some very pleasant +farm-houses, and came at length to the house where Georgie lived. They +then went down the hill; but, just before they came to the bridge, they +turned off among the trees, into a secluded road, which led along the bank +of the stream. After going on a short distance, they came out into a kind +of opening among the trees, where a mill came into view, by the side of +the stream; and opposite to it, across the road, under the trees, was the +corporal's little shop. + +The trees hung over the shop, and behind it there was a high rocky hill +almost covered with forest trees. Between the shop and the mill they could +see the road winding along a little way still farther up the stream, until +it was lost in the woods. + +[Illustration: The Corporal's] + +As soon as Rollo came in sight of the shop, he saw a little wheelbarrow +standing up by the side of the door. It was just large enough for him, and +he called out for his father to look at it. + +"It is a very pretty little wheelbarrow," said his father. + +"I wish you would buy it for me. How much do you suppose the corporal asks +for it?" + +"We will talk with him about it," said his father. + +So saying, they drove up to the side of the road near the mill, and +fastened the horse at a post. Then Rollo clambered down out of the chaise, +and he and his father walked into the shop. + +They found the corporal busily at work mending a chair-bottom. Rollo stood +by, much pleased to see him weave in the flags, while his father explained +to the corporal that he wanted a small seat made in front, in his chaise. + +"I do not know whether you can do it, or not," said he. + +"What sort of a seat do you want?" + +"I thought," said he, "that you might make a little seat, with two legs to +it in front, and then fasten the back side of it to the front of the +chaise-box." + +"Yes," said the corporal, "that will do I think; but I must have a little +blacksmith work to fasten the seat properly behind, so that you can slip +it out when you are not using it. Let us go and see." + +So the corporal rose to go out and see the chaise, and as they passed by +the wheelbarrow at the door, as they went out, Rollo asked him what was +the price of that little wheelbarrow. + +"That is not for sale, my little man. That is engaged. But I can make you +one, if your father likes. I ask three quarters of a dollar for them." + +Rollo looked at it very wishfully, and the corporal told him that he might +try it if he chose. "Wheel it about," said he, "while your father and I +are looking at the chaise." + +So Rollo trundled the wheelbarrow up and down the road with great +pleasure. It was light, and it moved easily. He wished he had such a one. +It would not tip over, he said, like that great heavy one at home; he +thought he could wheel it even if it was full of stones. He ran down with +it to the shore of the stream, where there were plenty of stones lying, +intending to load it up, and try it. But when he got there, he recollected +that he had not had liberty to put any thing in it; and so he determined +at once that he would not. + +Just then his father called him. So he wheeled the wheelbarrow back to its +place, and told the corporal that he liked it very much. He wanted his +father to engage one for him then, but he did not ask him. He thought +that, as he had already expressed a wish for one, it would be better not +to say any thing about it again, but to wait and let his father do as he +pleased. + +As they were going home, his father said, + +"That was a very pretty wheelbarrow, Rollo, I think myself." + +"Yes, it was beautiful, father. It was so light, and went so easy! I wish +you would buy me one, father." + +"I would, my son, but I think a wheelbarrow will give you more pleasure at +some future time, than it will now." + +"When do you mean?" + +"When you have learned to work." + +"But I want the wheelbarrow to _play_ with." + +"I know you do; but you would take a great deal more solid and permanent +satisfaction in such a thing, if you were to use it for doing some useful +work." + +"When shall I learn to work, father?" said Rollo. + +"I have been thinking that it is full time now. You are about six years +old, and they say that a boy of _seven_ years old is able to earn his +living." + +"Well, father, I wish you would teach me to work. What should you do +first?" + +"The first lesson would be to teach you to do some common, easy work, +_steadily_." + +"Why, father, I can do that now, without being taught." + +"I think you are mistaken about that. A boy works steadily when he goes +directly forward in his work, without stopping to rest, or to contrive new +ways of doing it, or to see other people, or to talk. Now, do you think +you could work steadily an hour, without stopping for any of these +reasons?" + +"Why--yes," said Rollo. + +"I will try you to-morrow," said his father. + + + + +The Old Nails. + + +The next morning, after breakfast, Rollo's father told him he was ready +for him to go to his work. He took a small basket in his hand, and led +Rollo out into the barn, and told him to wait there a few minutes, and he +would bring him something to do. + +Rollo sat down on a little bundle of straw, wondering what his work was +going to be. + +Presently his father came back, bringing in his hands a box full of old +nails, which he got out of an old store-room, in a corner of the barn. He +brought it along, and set it down on the barn floor. + +"Why, father," said Rollo, "what am I going to do with those old nails?" + +"You are going to _sort_ them. Here are a great many kinds, all together. +I want them all picked over--those that are alike put by themselves. I +will tell you exactly how to do it." + +Rollo put his hand into the box, and began to pick up some of the nails, +and look them over, while his father was speaking; but his father told him +to put them down, and not begin until he had got all his directions. + +"You must listen," said he, "and understand the directions now, for I +cannot tell you twice." + +He then took a little wisp of straw, and brushed away a clean place upon +the barn floor, and then poured down the nails upon it. + +"O, how many nails!" said Rollo. + +His father then took up a handful of them, and showed Rollo that there +were several different sizes; and he placed them down upon the floor in +little heaps, each size by itself. Those that were crooked also he laid +away in a separate pile. + +"Now, Rollo," said he, "I want you to go to work sorting these nails, +steadily and industriously, until they are all done. There are not more +than three or four kinds of nails, and you can do them pretty fast if you +work _steadily_, and do not get to playing with them. If you find any +pieces of iron, or any thing else that you do not know what to do with, +lay them aside, and go on with the nails. Do you understand it all?" + +Rollo said he did, and so his father left him, and went into the house. +Rollo sat down upon the clean barn floor, and began his task. + +"I don't think this is any great thing," said he; "I can do this easily +enough;" and he took up some of the nails, and began to arrange them as +his father had directed. + +But Rollo did not perceive what the real difficulty in his task was. It +was, indeed, very easy to see what nails were large, and what were small, +and what were of middle size, and to put them in their proper heaps. There +was nothing very hard in that. The difficulty was, that, after having +sorted a few, it would become tedious and tiresome work, doing it there +all alone in the barn,--picking out old nails, with nobody to help him, +and nobody to talk to, and nothing to see, but those little heaps of rusty +iron on the floor. + +This, I say, was the real trouble; and Rollo's father knew, when he set +his little boy about it, that he would soon get very tired of it, and, not +being accustomed to any thing but play, would not persevere. + +And so it was. Rollo sorted out a few, and then he began to think that it +was rather tiresome to be there all alone; and he thought it would be a +good plan for him to go and ask his father to let him go and get his +cousin James to come and help him. + +He accordingly laid down the nails he had in his hand, and went into the +house, and found his father writing at a table. + +"What is the matter now?" said his father. + +"Why, father," said Rollo, "I thought I should like to have James come and +help me, if you are willing;--we can get them done so much quicker if +there are two." + +"But my great object is, not to get the nails sorted very quick, but to +teach you patient industry. I know it is tiresome for you to be alone, but +that is the very reason why I wish you to be alone. I want you to learn to +persevere patiently in doing any thing, even if it is tiresome. What I +want to teach you is, to _work_, not to _play_." + +Rollo felt disappointed, but he saw that his father was right, and he went +slowly back to his task. He sorted out two or three handfuls more, but he +found there was no pleasure in it, and he began to be very sorry his +father had set him at it. + +Having no heart for his work, he did not go on with alacrity, and of +course made very slow progress. He ought to have gone rapidly forward, and +not thought any thing about the pleasantness or unpleasantness of it, but +only been anxious to finish the work, and please his father. Instead of +that, he only lounged over it--looked at the heap of nails, and sighed to +think how large it was. He could not sort all those, possibly, he said. He +knew he could not. It would take him forever. + +Still he could not think of any excuse for leaving his work again, until, +after a little while, he came upon a couple of screws. "And now what shall +I do with these?" said he. + +He took the screws, and laid them side by side, to measure them, so as to +see which was the largest. Then he rolled them about a little, and after +playing with them for a little time, during which, of course, his work was +entirely neglected, he concluded he would go and ask his father what he +was to do with screws. + +He accordingly walked slowly along to the house, stopping to look at the +grasshoppers and butterflies by the way. After wasting some time in this +manner, he appeared again at his father's table, and wanted to know what +he should do with the _screws_ that he found among the nails. + +"You ought not to have left your work to come and ask that question," said +his father. "I am afraid you are not doing very well. I gave you all the +necessary instructions. Go back to your work." + +"But, father," said Rollo, "as he went out, I do not know what I am to do +with the screws. You did not say any thing about screws." + +"Then why do you leave your work to ask me any thing about them?" + +"Why,--because,--" said Rollo, hesitating. He did not know what to say. + +"Your work is to sort out the _nails_, and I expect, by your coming to me +for such frivolous reasons, that you are not going on with it very well." + +Rollo went slowly out of the room, and sauntered along back to his work. +He put the screws aside, and went on with the nails, but he did very +little. When the heart is not in the work, it always goes on very slowly. + +Thus an hour or two of the forenoon passed away, and Rollo made very +little progress. At last his father came out to see what he had done; and +it was very plain that he had been idling away his time, and had +accomplished very little indeed. + +His father then said that he might leave his work and come in. Rollo +walked along by the side of his father, and he said to him-- + +"I see, Rollo, that I shall not succeed in teaching you to work +industriously, without something more than kind words." + +Rollo knew not what to say, and so he was silent. He felt guilty and +ashamed. + +"I gave you work to do which was very easy and plain, but you have been +leaving it repeatedly for frivolous reasons; and even while you were over +your work, you have not been industrious. Thus you have wasted your +morning entirely; you have neither done work nor enjoyed play. + +"I was afraid it would be so," he continued. "Very few boys can be taught +to work industriously, without being compelled; though I hoped that my +little Rollo could have been. But as it is, as I find that persuasion will +not do, I must do something more decided. I should do very wrong to let +you grow up an idle boy; and it is time for you to begin to learn to do +something besides play." + +He said this in a kind, but very serious tone, and it was plain he was +much displeased. He told Rollo, a minute or two after, that he might go, +then, where he pleased, and that he would consider what he should do, and +tell him some other time. + + + + +A Conversation. + + +That evening, when Rollo was just going to bed, his father took him up in +his lap, and told him he had concluded what to do. + +"You see it is very necessary," said he, "that you should have the power +of confining yourself steadily and patiently to a single employment, even +if it does not amuse you. _I_ have to do that, and all people have to do +it, and you must learn to do it, or you will grow up indolent and useless. +You cannot do it now, it is very plain. If I set you to doing any thing, +you go on as long as the novelty and the amusement last, and then your +patience is gone, and you contrive every possible excuse for getting away +from your task. Now, I am going to give you one hour's work to do, every +forenoon and afternoon. I shall give you such things to do, as are +perfectly plain and easy, so that you will have no excuse for neglecting +your work or leaving it. But yet I shall choose such things as will afford +you no amusement; for I want you to learn to _work_, not play." + +"But, father," said Rollo, "you told me there was pleasure in work, the +other day. But how can there be any pleasure in it, if you choose such +things as have no amusement in them, at all?" + +"The pleasure of working," said his father, "is not the fun of doing +amusing things, but the satisfaction and solid happiness of being faithful +in duty, and accomplishing some useful purpose. For example, if I were to +lose my pocket-book on the road, and should tell you to walk back a mile, +and look carefully all the way until you found it, and if you did it +faithfully and carefully, you would find a kind of satisfaction in doing +it; and when you found the pocket-book, and brought it back to me, you +would enjoy a high degree of happiness. Should not you?" + +"Why, yes, sir, I should," said Rollo. + +"And yet there would be no _amusement_ in it. You might, perhaps, the next +day, go over the same road, catching butterflies: that would be amusement. +Now, the pleasure you would enjoy in looking for the pocket-book, would be +the solid satisfaction of useful work. The pleasure of catching +butterflies would be the amusement of play. Now, the difficulty is, with +you, that you have scarcely any idea, yet, of the first. You are all the +time looking for the other, that is, the amusement. You begin to work when +I give you any thing to do, but if you do not find _amusement_ in it, you +soon give it up. But if you would only persevere, you would find, at +length, a solid satisfaction, that would be worth a great deal more." + +Rollo sat still, and listened, but his father saw, from his looks, that he +was not much interested in what he was saying; and he perceived that it +was not at all probable that so small a boy could be _reasoned_ into +liking work. In fact, it was rather hard for Rollo to understand all that +his father said,--and still harder for him to feel the force of it. He +began to grow sleepy, and so his father let him go to bed. + + + + +Rollo Learns to Work at Last. + + +The next day his father gave him his work. He was to begin at ten o'clock, +and work till eleven, gathering beans in the garden. His father went out +with him, and waited to see how long it took him to gather half a pint, +and then calculated how many he could gather in an hour, if he was +industrious. Rollo knew that if he failed now, he should be punished in +some way, although his father did not say any thing about punishment. When +he was set at work the day before, about the nails, he was making an +experiment, as it were, and he did not expect to be actually punished if +he failed; but now he knew that he was under orders, and must obey. + +So he worked very diligently, and when his father came out at the end of +the hour, he found that Rollo had got rather more beans than he had +expected. Rollo was much gratified to see his father pleased; and he +carried in his large basket full of beans to show his mother, with great +pleasure. Then he went to play, and enjoyed himself very highly. + +The next morning, his father said to him, + +"Well, Rollo, you did very well yesterday; but doing right once is a very +different thing from forming a habit of doing right. I can hardly expect +you will succeed as well to-day; or, if you should to-day, that you will +to-morrow." + +Rollo thought he should. His work was to pick up all the loose stones in +the road, and carry them, in a basket, to a great heap of stones behind +the barn. But he was not quite faithful. His father observed him playing +several times. He did not speak to him, however, until the hour was over, +and then he called him in. + +"Rollo," said he, "you have failed to-day. You have not been very idle, +but have not been industrious; and the punishment which I have concluded +to try first, is, to give you only bread and water for dinner." + +So, when dinner time came, and the family sat down to the good beefsteak +and apple-pie which was upon the table, Rollo knew that he was not to +come. He felt very unhappy, but he did not cry. His father called him, and +cut off a good slice of bread, and put into his hands, and told him he +might go and eat it on the steps of the back door. "If you should be +thirsty," he added, "you may ask Mary to give you some water." + +Rollo took the bread, and went out, and took his solitary seat on the +stone step leading into the back yard, and, in spite of all his efforts to +prevent it, the tears would come into his eyes. He thought of his guilt in +disobeying his father, and he felt unhappy to think that his father and +mother were seated together at their pleasant table, and that he could not +come because he had been an undutiful son. He determined that he would +never be unfaithful in his work again. + +He went on, after this, several days, very well. His father gave him +various kinds of work to do, and he began at last to find a considerable +degree of satisfaction in doing it. He found, particularly, that he +enjoyed himself a great deal more after his work than before, and whenever +he saw what he had done, it gave him pleasure. After he had picked up the +loose stones before the house, for instance, he drove his hoop about +there, with unusual satisfaction; enjoying the neat and tidy appearance of +the road much more than he would have done if Jonas had cleared it. In +fact, in the course of a month, Rollo became quite a faithful and +efficient little workman. + + + + +The Corporal's Again. + + +"Now," said his father to him one day, after he had been doing a fine job +of wood-piling,--"now we will go and talk with the corporal about a +wheelbarrow. Or do you think you could find the way yourself?" + +Rollo said he thought he could. + +"Very well, you may go; I believe I shall let you have a wheelbarrow now, +and you can ask him how soon he can have it done." + +Rollo clapped his hands, and capered about, and asked his father how long +he thought it would be before he could have it. + +"O, you will learn," said he, "when you come to talk with the corporal." + +"Do you think it will be a week?" + +"I think it probable that he could make one in less than a week," said his +father, smiling. + +"Well, how soon?" said Rollo. + +"O, I cannot tell you: wait till you get to his shop, and then you will +see." + +Rollo saw that, for some reason or other, his father was not inclined to +talk about the time when he should have his wheelbarrow, but he could not +think why; however, he determined to get the corporal to make it as quick +as he could, at any rate. + +It was about the middle of the afternoon that Rollo set off to go for his +wheelbarrow. His mother told him he might go and get his cousin James to +go with him if he chose. So he walked along towards the bridge, and, +instead of turning at once off there to go towards the mill, he went on +over the bridge towards the house where James lived. James came with him, +and they walked back very pleasantly together. + +When they got back across the bridge again, they turned off towards the +mill, talking about the wheelbarrow. Rollo told James about his learning +to work, and about his having seen the wheelbarrow at the corporal's, and +how he trundled it about, and liked it very much. + +"I should like to see it very much," said James. "I suppose I can, when we +get to the corporal's shop." + +"No," said Rollo, "he said that that wheelbarrow was engaged; and I +suppose it has been taken away before this time." + +Just then the corner of the corporal's shop began to corner into view, and +presently the door came in sight, and James called out, + +"Yes, yes, there it is. I see it standing up by the side of the door." + +"No," said Rollo, "that is not it. That is a green one." + +"What color was the wheelbarrow that you saw?" asked James. + +"It was not any color; it was not painted," said Rollo. "I wonder whose +that wheelbarrow can be?" + +The boys walked along, and presently came to the door of the shop. They +opened the door, and went in. There was nobody there. + +Various articles were around the room. There was a bench at one side, near +a window; and there were a great many tools upon it, and upon shelves over +it. On another side of the shop was a lathe, a curious sort of a machine, +that the corporal used a great deal, in some of his nicest work. Then +there were a good many things there, which were sent in to be mended, such +as chairs, a spinning-wheel, boys' sleds, and one or two large +wheelbarrows. + +The boys walked around the room a few minutes, looking at the various +things; and at last Rollo spied another little wheelbarrow, on a shelf. It +was very much like the one at the door, only it was painted green. + +Rollo said that that one looked exactly like the one he trundled when he +was there before, only it was green. + +"Perhaps he has painted it since," said James; "let us go to the door, and +look at the other one, and see which is the biggest." + +So they went to the door, and found that the blue one was a little the +biggest. + +Just then they saw the corporal coming across the road, with a hatchet in +his hand. He had been to grind it at the mill, where there was a +grindstone, that went round by water. + +"Ah, boys," said he, "how do you do? Have you come for your wheelbarrow, +Rollo." + +"Yes, sir," said Rollo; "how soon can you get it done?" + +"Done? it is done now," said he; "there it is." And he took the blue +wheelbarrow, which was at the door, and set it down in the path. + +"That is not mine," said Rollo, "is it?" + +"Yes," said the corporal; "your father spoke for it a week ago." + +Rollo took hold of his wheelbarrow, and began to wheel it along. He liked +it very much. + +[Illustration: Rollo Took Hold of His Wheelbarrow.] + +James said he wished he could have one too, and while Rollo was talking +with the corporal, he could not help looking at the green one on the +shelf, which he thought was just about as big as he should like. + +The corporal asked him if he wanted to see that one, and he took it down +for him. James took hold of the handles, and tried it a little, back and +forth on the floor, and then he said it was just about big enough for him. + +"Who is this for?" said he to the corporal. + +"I do not know," said the corporal; "a gentleman bespoke it some time ago. +I do not know what his name is." + +Just then he seemed to see somebody out of the window. + +"Ah! here he comes now!" he exclaimed suddenly. + +Just then the door opened, and whom should the boys see coming in, but +their uncle George! + +"Why, James," said he, "have you got hold of your wheelbarrow already?" + +"_My_ wheelbarrow!" said James. "Is this mine?" + +"Yes," said his uncle, "I got it made to give to you. But when I found +that Rollo was having one made, I waited for his to be done, so that you +might have them both together. So trundle them home." + +So the boys set off on the run down the road, in fine style, with their +wheelbarrows trundling beautifully before them. + + + + + +CAUSEY-BUILDING. + + + + +Sand-Men. + + +Next to little wooden blocks, I think that good, clean sand is an +excellent thing for children to play with. When it is a little damp, it +will remain in any shape you put it in, and you can build houses and +cities, and make roads and canals in it. At any rate, Rollo and his cousin +James used to be very fond of going down to a certain place in the brook, +where there was plenty of sand, and playing in it. It was of a gray color, +and somewhat mixed with pebble-stones; but then they used to like the +pebble-stones very much to make walls with, and to stone up the little +wells which they made in the sand. + +One Wednesday afternoon, they were there playing very pleasantly with the +sand. They had been building a famous city, and, after amusing themselves +with it some time, they had knocked down the houses, and trampled the sand +all about again. James then said he meant to go to the barn and get his +horse-cart, and haul a load of sand to market. + +Now there was a place around behind a large rock near there, which the +boys called their barn; and Rollo and James went to it, and pulled out +their two little wheelbarrows, which they called their horse-carts. They +wheeled them down to the edge of the water, and began to take up the sand +by double handfuls, and put it in. + +When they had got their carts loaded, they began to wheel them around to +the trees, and stones, and bushes, saying, + +"Who'll buy my sand?" + +"Who'll buy my white sand?" + +"Who'll buy my gray sand?" + +"Who'll buy my black sand?" + +But they did not seem to find any purchaser; and at last Rollo said, +suddenly, + +"O, I know who will buy our sand." + +"Who?" said James. + +"Mother." + +"So she will," said James. "We will wheel it up to the house." + +So they set off, and began wheeling their loads of sand up the pathway +among the trees. They went on a little way, and presently stopped, and sat +down on a bank to rest. Here they found a number of flowers, which they +gathered and stuck up in the sand, so that their loads soon made a very +gay appearance. + +Just as they were going to set out again, Rollo said, + +"But, James, how are we going to get through the quagmire?" + +"O," said James, "we can step along on the bank by the side of the path." + +"No," said Rollo; "for we cannot get our wheelbarrows along there." + +"Why, yes,--we got them along there when we came down." + +"But they were empty and light then; now they are loaded and heavy." + +"So they are; but I think we can get along; it is not very muddy there +now." + +The place which the boys called the quagmire, was a low place in the +pathway, where it was almost always muddy. This pathway was made by the +cows, going up and down to drink; and it was a good, dry, and hard path in +all places but one. This, in the spring of the year, was very wet and +miry; and, during the whole summer, it was seldom perfectly dry. The boys +called it the quagmire, and they used to get by on one side, in among the +bushes. + +They found that it was not very muddy at this time, and they contrived to +get through with their loads of sand, and soon got to the house. They +trundled their wheelbarrows up to the door leading out to the garden; and +Rollo knocked at the door. + +Now Rollo's mother happened, at this time, to be sitting at the +back-parlor window, and she heard their voices as they came along the +yard. So, supposing the knocking was some of their play, she just looked +out of the window, and called out, + +"Who's there?" + +"Some sand-men," Rollo answered, "who have got some sand to sell." + +His mother looked out of the window, and had quite a talk with them about +their sand; she asked them where it came from, what color it was, and +whether it was free from pebble-stones. The boys had to admit that there +were a good many pebble-stones in it, and that pebble-stones were not very +good to scour floors with. + + + + +The Gray Garden. + + +At last, Rollo's mother recommended that they should carry the sand out to +a corner of the yard, where the chips used to be, and spread it out there, +and stick their flowers up in it for a garden. + +The boys liked this plan very much. "We can make walks and beds, +beautifully, in the sand," said Rollo. "But, mother, do you think the +flowers will grow?" + +"No," said his mother, "flowers will not grow in sand; but, as it is +rather a shady place, and you can water them occasionally, they will keep +green and bright a good many days, and then, you know, you can get some +more." + +So the boys wheeled the sand out to the corner of the yard, took the +flowers out carefully, and then tipped the sand down and spread it out. +They tried to make walks and beds, but they found they had not got as much +sand as they wanted. So they concluded to go back and get some more. + +In fact, they found that, by getting a great many wheelbarrow loads of +sand, they could cover over the whole corner, and make a noble large place +for a sand-garden. And then, besides, as James said, when they were tired +of it for a garden, they could build cities there, instead of having to go +away down to the brook. + +So they went on wheeling their loads of sand, for an hour or two. James +had not learned to work as well as Rollo had, and he was constantly +wanting to stop, and run into the woods, or play in the water; but Rollo +told him it would be better to get all the sand up, first. They at last +got quite a great heap, and then went and got a rake and hoe to level it +down smooth. + +Thus the afternoon passed away; and at last Mary told the boys that they +must come and get ready for tea, for she was going to carry it in soon. + + + + +A Contract. + + +So Rollo and James brushed the loose sand from their clothes, and washed +their faces and hands, and went in. As tea was not quite ready, they sat +down on the front-door steps before Rollo's father, who was then sitting +in his arm-chair in the entry, reading. + +He shut up the book, and began to talk with the boys. + +"Well, boys," said he, "what have you been doing all this afternoon?" + +"O," said Rollo, "we have been hard at work." + +"And what have you been doing?" + +Rollo explained to his father that they had been making a sand-garden out +in a corner of the yard, and they both asked him to go with them and see +it. + +They all three accordingly went out behind the house, the children running +on before. + +"But, boys," said Rollo's father, as they went on, "how came your feet so +muddy?" + +"O," said James, "they got muddy in the quagmire." + +The boys explained how they could not go around the quagmire with their +loaded wheelbarrows, and so had to pick their way through it the best way +they could; and thus they got their shoes muddy a little; but they said +they were as careful as they could be. + +When they came to the sand-garden, Rollo's father smiled to see the beds +and walks, and the rows of flowers stuck up in the sand. It made quite a +gay appearance. After looking at it some time, they went slowly back +again, and as they were walking across the yard, + +"Father," said Rollo, "do you not think that is a pretty good garden?" + +"Why, yes," said his father, "pretty good." + +"Don't you think we have worked pretty well?" + +"Why, I think I should call that play, not work." + +"Not work!" said Rollo. "Is it not work to wheel up such heavy loads of +sand? You don't know how heavy they were." + +"I dare say it was hard; but boys _play_ hard, sometimes, as well as work +hard." + +"But I should think ours, this afternoon, was work," said Rollo. + +"Work," replied his father, "is when you are engaged in doing any thing in +order to produce some useful result. When you are doing any thing only for +the amusement of it, without any useful result, it is play. Still, in one +sense, your wheeling the sand was work. But it was not very useful work; +you will admit that." + +"Yes, sir," said Rollo. + +"Well, boys, how should you like to do some useful work for me, with your +wheelbarrows? I will hire you." + +"O, we should like that very much," said James. "How much should you pay +us?" + +"That would depend upon how much work you do. I should pay you what the +work was fairly worth; as much as I should have to pay a man, if I were to +hire a man to do it." + +"What should you give us to do?" said Rollo. + +"I don't know. I should think of some job. How should you like to fill up +the quagmire?" + +"Fill up the quagmire!" said Rollo. "How could we do that?" + +"You might fill it up with stones. There are a great many small stones +lying around there, which you might pick up and put into your +wheelbarrows, and wheel them along, and tip them over into the quagmire; +and when you have filled the path all up with stones, cover them over with +gravel, and it will make a good causey." + +"Causey?" said Rollo. + +"Yes, causey," said his father; "such a hard, dry road, built along a +muddy place, is called a causey." + +They had got to the tea-table by this time; and while at tea, Rollo's +father explained the plan to them more fully. He said he would pay them a +cent for every two loads of stones or gravel which they should wheel in to +make the causey. + +They were going to ask some more questions about it, but he told them he +could not talk any more about it then, but that they might go and ask +Jonas how they should do it, after tea. + + + + +Instructions. + + +They went out into the kitchen, after tea, to find Jonas; but he was not +there. They then went out into the yard; and presently James saw him over +beyond the fence, walking along the lane. Rollo called out, + +"Jonas! Jonas! where are you going?" + +"I am going after the cows." + +"We want you!" said Rollo, calling out loud. + +"What for?" said Jonas. + +"We want to talk with you about something." + +Just then, Rollo's mother, hearing this hallooing, looked out of the +window, and told the boys they must not make so much noise. + +"Why, we want Jonas," said Rollo; "and he has gone to get the cows." + +"Well, you may go with him," said she, "if you wish; and you can talk on +the way." + +So the boys took their hats and ran, and soon came to where Jonas was: for +he had been standing still, waiting for them. + +They walked along together, and the boys told Jonas what their father had +said. Jonas said he should be very glad to have the quagmire filled up, +but he was afraid it would not do any good for him to give them any +directions. + +"Why?" said James. + +"Because," said Jonas, "little boys will never follow any directions. They +always want to do the work their own way." + +"O, but we _will_ obey the directions," said Rollo. + +"Do you remember about the wood-pile?" said Jonas. + +Rollo hung his head, and looked a little ashamed. + +"What was it about the wood-pile?" said James. + +"Why, I told Rollo," said Jonas, "that he ought to pile wood with the big +ends in front, but he did not mind it; he thought it was better to have +the big ends back, out of sight; and that made the pile lean forward; and +presently it all fell over upon him." + +"Did it?" said James. "Did it hurt you much, Rollo?" + +"No, not much. But we will follow the directions now, Jonas, if you will +tell us what to do." + +"Very well," said Jonas, "I will try you. + +"In the first place, you must get a few old pieces of board, and lay them +along the quagmire to step upon, so as not to get your feet muddy. Then +you must go and get a load of stones, in each wheelbarrow, and wheel them +along. You must not tip them down at the beginning of the muddy place, for +then they will be in your way when you come with the next load. + +"You must go on with them, one of you right behind the other, both +stepping carefully on the boards, till you get to the farther end, and +there tip them over both together. Then you must turn round yourselves, +but not turn your wheelbarrows round. You must face the other way, and +_draw_ your wheelbarrows out." + +"Why?" said James. + +"Because," said Jonas, "it would be difficult to turn your wheelbarrows +round there among the mud and stones, but you can draw them out very +easily. + +"Then, besides, you must not attempt to go by one another. You must both +stop at the same time, but as near one another as you can, and go out just +as you came in; that is, if Rollo came in first, and James after him, +James must come up as near to Rollo as he can, and then, when the loads +are tipped over, and you both turn round, James will be before Rollo, and +will draw his wheelbarrow out first. Do you understand?" + +"Yes," said James. + +"Must we always go in together?" asked Rollo. + +"Yes, that is better." + +"Why?" + +"Because, if you go in at different times, you will be in one another's +way. One will be going out when the other is coming in, and so you will +interfere with one another. Then, besides, if you fill the wheelbarrows +together, and wheel together, you will always be in company,--which is +pleasanter." + +"Well, we will," said Rollo. + +"After you have wheeled one load apiece in, you must go and get another, +and wheel that in as far as you can. Tip them over on the top of the +others, if you can, or as near as you can. Each time you will not go in +quite so far as before, so that at last you will have covered the quagmire +all over with stones once." + +"And then must we put on the gravel?" + +"O no. That will not be stones enough. They would sink down into the mud, +and the water would come up over them. So you must wheel on more." + +"But how can we?" said James. "We cannot wheel on the top of all those +stones." + +"No," said Jonas; "so you must go up to the house and get a pretty long, +narrow board, as long as you and Rollo can carry, and bring it down and +lay it along on the top of the stones. Perhaps you will have to move the +stones a little, so as to make it steady; and then you can wheel on that. +If one board is not long enough, you must go and get two. And you must put +them down on one side of the path, so that the stones will go into the +middle of the path and upon the other side, so as not to cover up the +board. + +"Then, when you have put loads of stones all along in this way, you must +shift your boards over to the other side of the path, and then wheel on +them again; and that will fill up the side where the boards lay at first. +And so, after a while, you will get the whole pathway filled up with +stones, as high as you please. I should think you had better fill it up +nearly level with the bank on each side." + +By this time the boys came to the bars that led into the pasture, and they +went in and began to look about for the cows. Jonas did not see them any +where near, and so he told the boys that they might stay there and pick +some blackberries, while he went on and found them. He said he thought +that they must be out by the boiling spring. + +This boiling spring, as they called it, was a beautiful spring, from which +fine cool water was always boiling up out of the sand. It was in a narrow +glen, shaded by trees, and the water running down into a little sort of +meadow, kept the grass green there, even in very dry times; so that the +cows were very fond of this spot. + +James and Rollo remained, according to Jonas's proposal, near the bars, +while he went along the path towards the spring. Rollo and James had a +fine time gathering blackberries, until, at last, they saw the cows +coming, lowing along the path. Presently they saw Jonas's head among the +bushes. + +[Illustration: The Cows.] + +When he came up to the boys, he told them it was lucky that they did not +go with him. + +"Why?" said Rollo. + +"I came upon an enormous hornet's nest, and you would very probably have +got stung." + +"Where was it?" said James. + +"O, it was right over the path, just before you get to the spring." + +The boys said they were very sorry to hear that, for now they could not go +to the spring any more; but Jonas said he meant to destroy the nest. + +"How shall you destroy it?" said Rollo. + +"I shall burn it up." + +"But how can you?" said Rollo. + +Jonas then explained to them how he was going to burn the hornet's nest. +He said he should take a long pole with two prongs at one end like a +pitchfork, and with that fork up a bunch of hay. Then he should set the +top of the hay on fire, and stand it up directly under the nest. + +The boys continued talking about the hornet's nest all the way home, and +forgot to say any thing more about the causey until just as they were +going into the yard. Then they told Jonas that he had not told them how to +put on the gravel, on the top. + +He said he could not tell them then, and, besides, they would have as much +as they could do to put in stones for one day. + +Besides, James said it was sundown, and time for him to go home; but he +promised to come the next morning, if his mother would let him, as soon as +he had finished his lessons. + + + + +Keeping Tally. + + +Rollo and James began their work the next day about the middle of the +forenoon, determined to obey Jonas's directions exactly, and to work +industriously for an hour. They put a number of small pieces of board upon +their wheelbarrows, to put along the pathway at first, and just as they +had got them placed, Jonas came down just to see whether they were +beginning right. + +He saw them wheel in one or two loads of stones, and told them he thought +they were doing very well. + +"We have earned one cent already," said Rollo. + +"How," said Jonas; "is your father going to pay you for your work?" + +"Yes," said Rollo, "a cent for every two loads we put in." + +"Then you must keep tally," said Jonas. + +"_Tally_," said Rollo, "what is tally?" + +"Tally is the reckoning. How are you going to remember how many loads you +wheel in?" + +"O, we can remember easily enough," said Rollo: "we will count them as we +go along." + +"That will never do," said Jonas. "You must mark them down with a piece of +chalk on your wheelbarrow." + +So saying, Jonas fumbled in his pockets, and drew out a small, well-worn +piece of chalk, and then tipped up Rollo's wheelbarrow, saying, + +"How many loads do you say you have carried already?" + +"Two," said Rollo. + +"Two," repeated Jonas; and he made two white marks with his chalk on the +side of the wheelbarrow. + +"There!" said he. + +"Mark mine," said James; "I have wheeled two loads." + +Jonas marked them, and then laid the chalk down upon a flat stone by the +side of the path, and told the boys that they must stop after every load, +and make a mark, and that would keep the reckoning exact. + +Jonas then left them, and the boys went on with their work. They wheeled +ten loads of stones apiece, and by that time had the bottom of the path +all covered, so that they could not wheel any more, without the long +boards. They went up and got the boards, and laid them down as Jonas had +described, and then went on with their wheeling. + +At first, James kept constantly stopping, either to play, or to hear Rollo +talk; for they kept the wheelbarrows together all the time, as Jonas had +recommended. At such times, Rollo would remind him of his work, for he had +himself learned to work steadily. They were getting on very finely, when, +at length, they heard a bell ringing at the house. + +This bell was to call them home; for as Rollo and Jonas were often away at +a little distance from the house, too far to be called very easily, there +was a bell to ring to call them home; and Mary, the girl, had two ways of +ringing it--one way for Jonas, and another for Rollo. + +The bell was rung now for Rollo; and so he and James walked along towards +home. When they had got about half way, they saw Rollo's father standing +at the door, with a basket in his hand; and he called out to them to bring +their wheelbarrows. + +So the boys went back for their wheelbarrows. + +When they came up a second time with their wheelbarrows before them, he +asked how they had got along with their work. + +"O, famously," said Rollo. "There is the tally," said he, turning up the +side of the wheelbarrow towards his father, so that he could see all the +marks. + +"Why, have you wheeled as many loads as that?" said his father. + +"Yes, sir," said Rollo, "and James just as many too." + +"And were they all good loads?" + +"Yes, all good, full loads." + +"Well, you have done very well. Count them, and see how many there are." + +The boys counted them, and found there were fifteen. + +"That is enough to come to seven cents, and one load over," said Rollo's +father; and he took out his purse, and gave the boys seven cents each, +that is, a six-cent piece in silver, and one cent besides. He told them +they might keep the money until they had finished their work, and then he +would tell them about purchasing something with it. + +"Now," said he, "you can rub out the tally--all but one mark. I have paid +you for fourteen loads, and you have wheeled in fifteen; so you have one +mark to go to the new tally. You can go round to the shed, and find a wet +cloth, and wipe out your marks clean, and then make one again, and leave +it there for to-morrow." + +"But we are going right back now," said Rollo. + +"No," said his father; "I don't want you to do any more to-day." + +"Why not, father? We want to, very much." + +"I cannot tell you why, now; but I choose you should not. And, now, here +is a luncheon for you in this basket. You may go and eat it where you +please." + + + + +Rights Defined. + + +So the boys took the basket, and, after they had rubbed out the tally, +they went and sat down by their sand-garden, and began to eat the bread +and cheese very happily together. + +After they had finished their luncheon, they went and got a watering-pot, +and began to water their sand-garden, and, while doing it, began to talk +about what they should buy with their money. They talked of several things +that they should like, and, at last, Rollo said he meant to buy a bow and +arrow with his. + +"A bow and arrow?" said James. "I do not believe your father will let +you." + +"Yes, he will let me," said Rollo. "Besides, it is _our_ money, and we can +do what we have a mind to with it." + +"I don't believe that," said James. + +"Why, yes, we can," said Rollo. + +"I don't believe we can," said James. + +"Well, I mean to go and ask my father," said Rollo, "this minute." + +So he laid down the watering-pot, and ran in, and James after him. When +they got into the room where his father was, they came and stood by his +side a minute, waiting for him to be ready to speak to them. + +Presently, his father laid down his pen, and said, + +"What, my boys!" + +"Is not this money our own?" said Rollo. + +"Yes." + +"And can we not buy what we have a mind to with it?" + +"That depends upon what you have a mind to buy." + +"But, father, I should think that, if it was our own, we might do _any +thing_ with it we please." + +"No," said his father, "that does not follow, at all." + +"Why, father," said Rollo, looking disappointed, "I thought every body +could do what they pleased with their own things." + +"Whose hat is that you have on? Is it James's?" + +"No, sir, it is mine." + +"Are you sure it is your own?" + +"Why, yes, sir," said Rollo, taking off his hat and looking at it, and +wondering what his father could mean. + +"Well, do you suppose you have a right to go and sell it?" + +"No, sir," said Rollo. + +"Or go and burn it up?" + +"No, sir." + +"Or give it away?" + +"No, sir." + +"Then it seems that people cannot always do what they please with their +own things." + +"Why, father, it seems to me, that is a very different thing." + +"I dare say it seems so to you; but it is not--it is just the same thing. +No person can do _anything they please_ with their property. There are +limits and restrictions in all cases. And in all cases where children have +property, whether it is money, hats, toys, or any thing, they are always +limited and restricted to such a use of them _as their parents approve_. +So, when I give you money, it becomes yours just as your clothes, or your +wheelbarrow, or your books, are yours. They are all yours to use and to +enjoy; but in the way of using them and enjoying them, you must be under +my direction. Do you understand that?" + +"Why, yes, sir," said Rollo. + +"And does it not appear reasonable?" + +"Yes, sir, I don't know but it is reasonable. But _men_ can do anything +they please with their money, can they not?" + +"No," said his father; "they are under various restrictions made by the +laws of the land. But I cannot talk any more about it now. When you have +finished your work, I will talk with you about expending your money." + +The boys went on with their work the next day, and built the causey up +high enough with stones. They then levelled them off, and began to wheel +on the gravel. Jonas made each of them a little shovel out of a shingle; +and, as the gravel was lying loose under a high bank, they could shovel it +up easily, and fill their wheelbarrows. The third day they covered the +stones entirely with gravel, and smoothed it all over with a rake and hoe, +and, after it had become well trodden, it made a beautiful, hard causey; +so that now there was a firm and dry road all the way from the house to +the watering-place at the brook. + + + + +Calculation. + + +On counting up the loads which it had taken to do this work, Rollo's +father found that he owed Rollo twenty-three cents, and James twenty-one. +The reason why Rollo had earned the most was because, at one time, James +said he was tired, and must rest, and, while he was resting, Rollo went on +wheeling. + +James seemed rather sorry that he had not got as many cents as Rollo. + +"I wish I had not stopped to rest," said he. + +"I wish so too," said Rollo; "but I will give you two of my cents, and +then I shall have only twenty-one, like you." + +"Shall we be alike then?" + +"Yes," said Rollo; "for, you see, two cents taken away from twenty-three, +leaves twenty-one, which is just as many as you have." + +"Yes, but then I shall have more. If you give me two, _I_ shall have +twenty-three." + +"So you will," said Rollo; "I did not think of that." + +The boys paused at this unexpected difficulty; at last, Rollo said he +might give his two cents back to his father, and then they should have +both alike. + +Just then the boys heard some one calling, + +"Rollo!" + +Rollo looked up, and saw his mother at the chamber window. She was sitting +there at work, and had heard their conversation. + +"What, mother?" said Rollo. + +"You might give him _one_ of yours, and then you will both have +twenty-two." + +They thought that this would be a fine plan, and wondered why they had not +thought of it before. A few days afterwards, they decided to buy two +little shovels with their money, one for each, so that they might shovel +sand and gravel easier than with the wooden shovels that Jonas made. + + + + + +ROLLO'S GARDEN. + + + + +Farmer Cropwell. + + +One warm morning, early in the spring, just after the snow was melted off +from the ground, Rollo and his father went to take a walk. The ground by +the side of the road was dry and settled, and they walked along very +pleasantly; and at length they came to a fine-looking farm. The house was +not very large, but there were great sheds and barns, and spacious yards, +and high wood-piles, and flocks of geese, and hens and turkeys, and cattle +and sheep, sunning themselves around the barns. + +Rollo and his father walked into the yard, and went up to the end door, a +large pig running away with a grunt when they came up. The door was open, +and Rollo's father knocked at it with the head of his cane. A +pleasant-looking young woman came to the door. + +"Is Farmer Cropwell at home?" said Rollo's father. + +"Yes, sir," said she, "he is out in the long barn, I believe." + +"Shall I go there and look for him?" said he. + +"If you please, sir." + +So Rollo's father walked along to the barn. + +It was a long barn indeed. Rollo thought he had never seen so large a +building. On each side was a long range of stalls for cattle, facing +towards the middle, and great scaffolds overhead, partly filled with hay +and with bundles of straw. They walked down the barn floor, and in one +place Rollo passed a large bull chained by the nose in one of the stalls. +The bull uttered a sort of low growl or roar, as Rollo and his father +passed, which made him a little afraid; but his attention was soon +attracted to some hens, a little farther along, which were standing on the +edge of the scaffolding over his head, and cackling with noise enough to +fill the whole barn. + +[Illustration: The Bull Chained by the Nose.] + +When they got to the other end of the barn, they found a door leading out +into a shed; and there was Farmer Cropwell, with one of his men and a +pretty large boy, getting out some ploughs. + +"Good morning, Mr. Cropwell," said Rollo's father; "what! are you going to +ploughing?" + +"Why, it is about time to overhaul the ploughs, and see that they are in +order. I think we shall have an early season." + +"Yes, I find my garden is getting settled, and I came to talk with you a +little about some garden seeds." + +The truth was, that Rollo's father was accustomed to come every spring, +and purchase his garden seeds at this farm; and so, after a few minutes, +they went into the house, taking Rollo with them, to get the seeds that +were wanted, out of the seed-room. + +What they called the seed-room was a large closet in the house, with +shelves all around it; and Rollo waited there a little while, until the +seeds were selected, put up in papers, and given to his father. + +When this was all done, and they were just coming out, the farmer said, +"Well, my little boy, you have been very still and patient. Should not you +like some seeds too? Have you got any garden?" + +"No, sir," said Rollo; "but perhaps my father will give me some ground for +one." + +"Well, I will give you a few seeds, at any rate." So he opened a little +drawer, and took out some seeds, and put them in a piece of paper, and +wrote something on the outside. Then he did so again and again, until he +had four little papers, which he handed to Rollo, and told him to plant +them in his garden. + +Rollo thanked him, and took his seeds, and they returned home. + + + + +Work and Play. + + +On the way, Rollo thought it would be an excellent plan for him to have a +garden, and he told his father so. + +"I think it would be an excellent plan myself," said his father. "But do +you intend to make work or play of it?" + +"Why, I must make work of it, must not I, if I have a real garden?" + +"No," said his father; "you may make play of it if you choose." + +"How?" said Rollo. + +"Why, you can take a hoe, and hoe about in the ground as long as it amuses +you to hoe; and then you can plant your seeds, and water and weed them +just as long as you find any amusement in it. Then, if you have any thing +else to play with, you can neglect your garden a long time, and let the +weeds grow, and not come and pull them up until you get tired of other +play, and happen to feel like working in your garden." + +"I should not think that that would be a very good plan," said Rollo. + +"Why, yes," replied his father; "I do not know but that it is a good plan +enough,--that is, for _play_. It is right for you to play sometimes; and I +do not know why you might not play with a piece of ground, and seeds, as +well as with any thing else." + +"Well, father, how should I manage my garden if I was going to make _work_ +of it?" + +"O, then you would not do it for amusement, but for the useful results. +You would consider what you could raise to best advantage, and then lay +out your garden; not as you might happen to _fancy_ doing it, but so as to +get the most produce from it. When you come to dig it over, you would not +consider how long you could find amusement in digging, but how much +digging is necessary to make the ground productive; and so in all your +operations." + +"Well, father, which do you think would be the best plan for me?" + +"Why, I hardly know. By making play of it, you will have the greatest +pleasure as you go along. But, in the other plan, you will have some good +crops of vegetables, fruits, and flowers." + +"And shouldn't I have any crops if I made play of my garden?" + +"Yes; I think you might, perhaps, have some flowers, and, perhaps, some +beans and peas." + +Rollo hesitated for some time which plan he should adopt. He had worked +enough to know that it was often very tiresome to keep on with his work +when he wanted to go and play; but then he knew that after it was over, +there was great satisfaction in thinking of useful employment, and in +seeing what had been done. + +That afternoon he went out into the garden to consider what he should do, +and he found his father there, staking out some ground. + +"Father," said he, "whereabouts should you give me the ground for my +garden?" + +"Why, that depends," said his father, "on the plan you determine upon. If +you are going to make play of it, I must give you ground in a back corner, +where the irregularity, and the weeds, will be out of sight. But if you +conclude to have a real garden, and to work industriously a little while +every day upon it, I should give it to you there, just beyond the +pear-tree." + +Rollo looked at the two places, but he could not make up his mind. That +evening he asked Jonas about it, and Jonas advised him to ask his father +to let him have both. "Then," said he, "you can work on your real garden +as long as there is any necessary work to be done, and then you could go +and play about the other with James or Lucy, when they are here." + +Rollo went off immediately, and asked his father. His father said there +would be some difficulties about that; but he would think of it, and see +if there was any way to avoid them. + +The next morning, when he came in to breakfast, he had a paper in his +hand, and he told Rollo he had concluded to let him have the two gardens, +on certain conditions, which he had written down. He opened the paper, and +read as follows:-- + + ------------------------------------- + +"_Conditions on which I let Rollo have two pieces of land to cultivate_; +the one to be called his _working-garden_, and the other his +_playing-garden_. + +"1. In cultivating his working-garden, he is to take Jonas's advice, and +to follow it faithfully in every respect. + +"2. He is not to go and work upon his playing-garden, at any time, when +there is any work that ought to be done on his working-garden. + +"3. If he lets his working-garden get out of order, and I give him notice +of it; then, if it is not put perfectly in order again within three days +after receiving the notice, he is to forfeit the garden, and all that is +growing upon it. + +"4. Whatever he raises, he may sell to me, at fair prices, at the end of +the season." + + + + +Planting. + + +Rollo accepted the conditions, and asked his father to stake out the two +pieces of ground for him, as soon as he could; and his father did so that +day. The piece for the working-garden was much the largest. There was a +row of currant-bushes near it, and his father said he might consider all +those opposite his piece of ground as included in it, and belonging to +him. + +So Rollo asked Jonas what he had better do first, and Jonas told him that +the first thing was to dig his ground all over, pretty deep; and, as it +was difficult to begin it, Jonas said he would begin it for him. So Jonas +began, and dug along one side, and instructed Rollo how to throw up the +spadefuls of earth out of the way, so that the next spadeful would come up +easier. + +Jonas, in this way, made a kind of a trench all along the side of Rollo's +ground; and he told Rollo to be careful to throw every spadeful well +forward, so as to keep the trench open and free, and then it would be easy +for him to dig. + +Jonas then left him, and told him that there was work enough for him for +three or four days, to dig up his ground well. + +Rollo went to work, very patiently, for the first day, and persevered an +hour in digging up his ground. Then he left his work for that day; and the +next morning, when the regular hour which he had allotted to work arrived, +he found he had not much inclination to return to it. He accordingly asked +his father whether it would not be a good plan to plant what he had +already dug, before he dug any more. + +"What is Jonas's advice?" said his father. + +"Why, he told me I had better dig it all up first; but I thought that, if +I planted part first, those things would be growing while I am digging up +the rest of the ground." + +"But you must do, you know, as Jonas advises; that is the condition. Next +year, perhaps, you will be old enough to act according to your own +judgment; but this year you must follow guidance." + +Rollo recollected the condition, and he had nothing to say against it; but +he looked dissatisfied. + +"Don't you think that is reasonable, Rollo?" said his father. + +"Why; I don't know," said Rollo. + +"This very case shows that it is reasonable. Here you want to plant a part +before you have got the ground prepared. The real reason is because you +are tired of digging; not because you are really of opinion that that +would be a better plan. You have not the means of judging whether it is, +or is not, now, time to begin to put in seeds." + +Rollo could not help seeing that that was his real motive; and he promised +his father that he would go on, though it was tiresome. It was not the +hard labor of the digging that fatigued him, for, by following Jonas's +directions, he found it easy work; but it was the sameness of it. He +longed for something new. + +He persevered, however, and it was a valuable lesson to him; for when he +had got it all done, he was so satisfied with thinking that it was fairly +completed, and in thinking that now it was all ready together, and that he +could form a plan for the whole at once, that he determined that forever +after, when he had any unpleasant piece of work to do, he would go on +patiently through it, even if it was tiresome. + +With Jonas's help, Rollo planned his garden beautifully. He put double +rows of peas and beans all around, so that when they should grow up, they +would enclose his garden like a fence or hedge, and make it look snug and +pleasant within. Then, he had a row of corn, for he thought he should like +some green corn himself to roast. Then, he had one bed of beets and some +hills of muskmelons, and in one corner he planted some flower seeds, so +that he could have some flowers to put into his mother's glasses, for the +mantel-piece. + +Rollo took great interest in laying out and planting his ground, and in +watching the garden when the seeds first came up; for all this was easy +and pleasant work. In the intervals, he used to play on his +pleasure-ground, planting and digging, and setting out, just as he +pleased. + +Sometimes he, and James, and Lucy, would go out in the woods with his +little wheelbarrow, and dig up roots of flowers and little trees there, +and bring them in, and set them out here and there. But he did not proceed +regularly with this ground. He did not dig it all up first, and then form +a regular plan for the whole; and the consequence was, that it soon became +very irregular. He would want to make a path one day where he had set out +a little tree, perhaps, a few days before; and it often happened that, +when he was making a little trench to sow one kind of seeds, out came a +whole parcel of others that he had put in before, and forgotten. + +Then, when the seeds came up in his playing-garden, they came up here and +there, irregularly; but, in his working-garden, all looked orderly and +beautiful. + +One evening, just before sundown, Rollo brought out his father and mother +to look at his two gardens. The difference between them was very great; +and Rollo, as he ran along before his father, said that he thought the +working plan of making a garden was a great deal better than the playing +plan. + +"That depends upon what your object is." + +"How so?" said Rollo. + +"Why, which do you think you have had the most amusement from, thus far?" + +"Why, I have had most amusement, I suppose, in the little garden in the +corner." + +"Yes," said his father, "undoubtedly. But the other appears altogether the +best now, and will produce altogether more in the end. So, if your object +is useful results, you must manage systematically, regularly, and +patiently; but if you only want amusement as you go along, you had better +do every day just as you happen to feel inclined." + +"Well, father, which do you think is best for a boy?" + +"For quite small boys, a garden for play is best. They have not patience +or industry enough for any other." + +"Do you think I have patience or industry enough?" + +"You have done very well, so far; but the trying time is to come." + +"Why, father?" + +"Because the novelty of the beginning is over, and now you will have a +good deal of hoeing and weeding to do for a month to come. I am not sure +but that you will forfeit your land yet." + +"But you are to give me three days' notice, you know." + +"That is true; but we shall see." + + + + +The Trying Time. + + +The trying time did come, true enough; for, in June and July, Rollo found +it hard to take proper care of his garden. If he had worked resolutely an +hour, once or twice a week, it would have been enough; but he became +interested in other plays, and, when Jonas reminded him that the weeds +were growing, he would go in and hoe a few minutes, and then go away to +play. + +At last, one day his father gave him notice that his garden was getting +out of order, and, unless it was entirely restored in three days, it must +be forfeited. + +Rollo was not much alarmed, for he thought he should have ample time to do +it before the three days should have expired. + +It was just at night that Rollo received his notice. He worked a little +the next morning; but his heart was not in it much, and he left it before +he had made much progress. The weeds were well rooted and strong, and he +found it much harder to get them up than he expected. The next day, he did +a little more, and, near the latter part of the afternoon, Jonas saw him +running about after butterflies in the yard, and asked him if he had got +his work all done. + +"No," said he; "but I think I have got more than half done, and I can +finish it very early to-morrow." + +"To-morrow!" said Jonas. "To-morrow is Sunday, and you cannot work then." + +"Is it?" said Rollo, with much surprise and alarm; "I didn't know that. +What shall I do? Do you suppose my father will count Sunday?" + +"Yes," said Jonas, "I presume he will. He said, three _days_, without +mentioning any thing about Sunday." + +Rollo ran for his hoe. He had become much attached to his ground, and was +very unwilling to lose it; but he knew that his father would rigorously +insist on his forfeiting it, if he failed to keep the conditions. So he +went to work as hard as he could. + +It was then almost sundown. He hoed away, and pulled up the weeds, as +industriously as possible, until the sun went down. He then kept on until +it was so dark that he could not see any longer, and then, finding that +there was considerable more to be done, and that he could not work any +longer, he sat down on the side of his little wheelbarrow, and burst into +tears. + +He knew, however, that it would do no good to cry, and so, after a time, +he dried his eyes, and went in. He could not help hoping that his father +would not count the Sunday; and "If I can only have Monday," said he to +himself, "it will all be well." + +He went in to ask his father, but found that he had gone away, and would +not come home until quite late. He begged his mother to let him sit up +until he came home, so that he could ask him, and, as she saw that he was +so anxious and unhappy about it, she consented. Rollo sat at the window +watching, and, as soon as he heard his father drive up to the door, he +went out, and, while he was getting out of the chaise, he said to him, in +a trembling, faltering voice, + +"Father, do you count Sunday as one of my three days?" + +"No, my son." + +Rollo clapped his hands, and said, "O, how glad!" and ran back. He told +his mother that he was very much obliged to her for letting him sit up, +and now he was ready to go to bed. + +He went to his room, undressed himself, and, in a few minutes, his father +came in to get his light. + +"Father," said Rollo, "I am very much obliged to you for not counting +Sunday." + +"It is not out of any indulgence to you, Rollo; I have no right to count +Sunday." + +"No right, father? Why, you said three days." + +"Yes; but in such agreements as that, three working days are always meant; +so that, strictly, according to the agreement, I do not think I have any +right to count Sunday. If I had, I should have felt obliged to count it." + +"Why, father?" + +"Because I want you, when you grow up to be a man, to be _bound_ by your +agreements. Men will hold you to your agreements when you are a man, and I +want you to be accustomed to it while you are a boy. I should rather give +up twice as much land as your garden, than take yours away from you now; +but I must do it if you do not get it in good order before the time is +out." + +"But, father, I shall, for I shall have time enough on Monday." + +"True; but some accident may prevent it. Suppose you should be sick." + +"If I was sick, should you count it?" + +"Certainly. You ought not to let your garden get out of order; and, if you +do it, you run the risk of all accidents that may prevent your working +during the three days." + +Rollo bade his father good night, and he went to sleep, thinking what a +narrow escape he had had. He felt sure that he should save it now, for he +did not think there was the least danger of his being sick on Monday. + + + + +A Narrow Escape. + + +Monday morning came, and, when he awoke, his first movement was, to jump +out of bed, exclaiming, + +"Well, I am not sick this morning, am I?" + +He had scarcely spoken the words, however, before his ear caught the sound +of rain, and, looking out of the window, he saw, to his utter +consternation, that it was pouring steadily down, and, from the wind and +the gray uniformity of the clouds, there was every appearance of a settled +storm. + +"What shall I do?" said Rollo. "What shall I do? Why did I not finish it +on Saturday?" + +He dressed himself, went down stairs, and looked out at the clouds. There +was no prospect of any thing but rain. He ate his breakfast, and then went +out, and looked again. Rain, still. He studied and recited his morning +lessons, and then again looked out. Rain, rain. He could not help hoping +it would clear up before night; but, as it continued so steadily, he began +to be seriously afraid that, after all, he should lose his garden. + +He spent the day very anxiously and unhappily. He knew, from what his +father had said, that he could not hope to have another day allowed, and +that all would depend on his being able to do the work before night. + +At last, about the middle of the afternoon, Rollo came into the room where +his father and mother were sitting, and told his father that it did not +rain a great deal then, and asked him if he might not go out and finish +his weeding; he did not care, he said, if he did get wet. + +"But your getting wet will not injure you alone--it will spoil your +clothes." + +"Besides, you will take cold," said his mother. + +"Perhaps he would not take cold, if he were to put on dry clothes as soon +as he leaves working," said his father; "but wetting his clothes would put +you to a good deal of trouble. No; I'd rather you would not go, on the +whole, Rollo." + +Rollo turned away with tears in his eyes, and went out into the kitchen. +He sat down on a bench in the shed where Jonas was working, and looked out +towards the garden. Jonas pitied him, and would gladly have gone and done +the work for him; but he knew that his father would not allow that. At +last, a sudden thought struck him. + +"Rollo," said he, "you might perhaps find some old clothes in the garret, +which it would not hurt to get wet." + +Rollo jumped up, and said, "Let us go and see." + +They went up garret, and found, hanging up, quite a quantity of old +clothes. Some belonged to Jonas, some to himself, and they selected the +worst ones they could find, and carried them down into the shed. + +Then Rollo went and called his mother to come out, and he asked her if she +thought it would hurt those old clothes to get wet. She laughed, and said +no; and said she would go and ask his father to let him go out with them. + +In a few minutes, she came back, and said that his father consented, but +that he must go himself, and put on the old clothes, without troubling his +mother, and then, when he came back, he must rub himself dry with a towel, +and put on his common dress, and put the wet ones somewhere in the shed to +dry; and when they were dry, put them all back carefully in their places. + +[Illustration: Work in the Rain.] + +Rollo ran up to his room, and rigged himself out, as well as he could, +putting one of Jonas's great coats over him, and wearing an old +broad-brimmed straw hat on his head. Thus equipped, he took his hoe, and +sallied forth in the rain. + +At first he thought it was good fun; but, in about half an hour, he began +to be tired, and to feel very uncomfortable. The rain spattered in his +face, and leaked down the back of his neck; and then the ground was wet +and slippery; and once or twice he almost gave up in despair. + +He persevered, however, and before dark he got it done. He raked off all +the weeds, and smoothed the ground over carefully, for he knew his father +would come out to examine it as soon as the storm was over. Then he went +in, rubbed himself dry, changed his clothes, and went and took his seat by +the kitchen fire. + +His father came out a few minutes after, and said, "Well, Rollo, have you +got through?" + +"Yes, sir," said Rollo. + +"Well, I am _very_ glad of it. I was afraid you would have lost your +garden. As it is, perhaps it will do you good." + +"How?" said Rollo. "What good?" + +"It will teach you, I hope, that it is dangerous to neglect or postpone +doing one's duty. We cannot always depend on repairing the mischief. When +the proper opportunity is once lost, it may never return." + +Rollo said nothing, but he thought he should remember the lesson as long +as he lived. + +He remembered it for the rest of that summer, at any rate, and did not run +any more risks. He kept his ground very neat, and his father did not have +to give him notice again. His corn grew finely, and he had many a good +roasting ear from it; and his flowers helped ornament the parlor +mantel-piece all the summer; and the green peas, and the beans, and the +muskmelons, and the other vegetables, which his father took and paid for, +amounted to more than two dollars. + + + + +Advice. + + +"Well, Rollo," said his father, one evening, as he was sitting on his +cricket before a bright, glowing fire, late in the autumn, after all his +fruits were gathered in, "you have really done some work this summer, +haven't you?" + +"Yes, sir," said Rollo; and he began to reckon up the amount of peas, and +beans, and corn, and other things, that he had raised. + +"Yes," said his father, "you have had a pretty good garden; but the best +of it is your own improvement. You are really beginning to get over some +of the faults of _boy work_." + +"What are the faults of boy work?" said Rollo. + +"One of the first is, confounding work with play,--or rather expecting the +pleasure of play, while they are doing work. There is great pleasure in +doing work, as I have told you before, when it is well and properly done, +but it is very different from the pleasure of play. It comes later; +generally after the work is done. While you are doing your work, it +requires _exertion_ and _self-denial_, and sometimes the sameness is +tiresome. + +"It is so with _men_ when they work, but they expect it will be so, and +persevere notwithstanding; but _boys_, who have not learned this, expect +their work will be play; and, when they find it is not so, they get tired, +and want to leave it or to find some new way. + +"You showed your wish to make play of your work, that day when you were +getting in your chips, by insisting on having just such a basket as you +happened to fancy; and then, when you got a little tired of that, going +for the wheelbarrow; and then leaving the chips altogether, and going to +piling the wood." + +"Well, father," said Rollo, "do not men try to make their work as pleasant +as they can?" + +"Yes, but they do not continually change from one thing to another in +hopes to make it _amusing_. They always expect that it will be laborious +and tiresome, and they understand this beforehand, and go steadily forward +notwithstanding. You are beginning to learn to do this. + +"Another fault, which you boys are very apt to fall into, is impatience. +This comes from the first fault; for you expect, when you go to work, the +kind of pleasure you have in play, and when you find you do not obtain it, +or meet with any difficulties, you grow impatient, and get tired of what +you are doing. + +"From this follows the third fault--_changeableness_, or want of +perseverance. Instead of steadily going forward in the way they commence, +boys are very apt to abandon one thing after another, and to try this new +way, and that new way, so as to accomplish very little in any thing." + +"Do you think I have overcome all these?" said Rollo. + +"In part," said his father; "you begin to understand something about them, +and to be on your guard against them. But you have only made a beginning." + +"Only a beginning?" said Rollo; "why, I thought I had learned to work +pretty well." + +"So you have, for a little boy; but it is only a beginning, after all. I +don't think you would succeed in persevering steadily, so as to accomplish +any serious undertaking now." + +"Why, father, _I_ think I should." + +"Suppose I should give you the Latin grammar to learn in three months, and +tell you that, at the end of that time, I would hear you recite it all at +once. Do you suppose you should be ready?" + +"Why, father, that is not _work_." + +"Yes," said his father, "that is one kind of work,--and just such a kind +of work, so far as patience, steadiness, and perseverance, are needed, as +you will have most to do, in future years. But if I were to give it to you +to do, and then say nothing to you about it till you had time to have +learned the whole, I have some doubts whether you would recite a tenth +part of it." + +Rollo was silent; he knew it would be just so. + +"No, my little son," said his father, putting him down and patting his +head, "you have got a great deal to learn before you become a man; but +then you have got some years to learn it in; that is a comfort. But now it +is time for you to go to bed; so good night." + + + + + +THE APPLE-GATHERING. + + + + +The Garden-House. + + +There was a certain building on one side of Farmer Cropwell's yard which +they called the _garden-house_. There was one large double door which +opened from it into the garden, and another smaller one which led to the +yard towards the house. On one side of this room were a great many +different kinds of garden-tools, such as hoes, rakes, shovels, and spades; +there were one or two wheelbarrows, and little wagons. Over these were two +or three broad shelves, with baskets, and bundles of matting, and ropes, +and chains, and various iron tools. Around the wall, in different places, +various things were hung up--here a row of augers, there a trap, and in +other places parts of harness. + +Opposite to these, there was a large bench, which extended along the whole +side. At one end of this bench there were a great many carpenter's tools; +and the other was covered with papers of seeds, and little bundles of +dried plants, which Farmer Cropwell had just been getting in from the +garden. + +The farmer and one of his boys was at work here, arranging his seeds, and +doing up his bundles, one pleasant morning in the fall, when a boy about +twelve years old came running to the door of the garden-house, from the +yard, playing with a large dog. The dog ran behind him, jumping up upon +him; and when they got to the door, the boy ran in quick, laughing, and +shut the door suddenly, so that the dog could not come in after him. This +boy's name was George: the dog's name was Nappy--that is, they always +called him Nappy. His true name was Napoleon; though James always thought +that he got his name from the long naps he used to take in a certain sunny +corner of the yard. + +But, as I said before, George got into the garden-house, and shut Nappy +out. He stood there holding the door, and said, + +"Father, all the horses have been watered but Jolly: may I ride him to the +brook?" + +"Yes," said his father. + +So George turned round, and opened the door a little way, and peeped out. + +"Ah, old Nappy! you are there still, are you, wagging your tail? Don't you +wish you could catch him?" + +George then shut the door, and walked softly across to the great door +leading out into the garden. From here he stole softly around into the +barn, by a back way, and then came forward, and peeped out in front, and +saw that Nappy was still there, sitting up, and looking at the door very +closely. He was waiting for George to come out. + + + + +Jolly. + + +George then went back to the stall where Jolly was feeding. He went in and +untied his halter, and led him out. Jolly was a sleek, black, beautiful +little horse, not old enough to do much work, but a very good horse to +ride. George took down a bridle, and, after leading Jolly to a +horse-block, where he could stand up high enough to reach his head, he put +the bridle on, and then jumped up upon his back, and walked him out of the +barn by a door where Nappy could not see them. + +He then rode round by the other side of the house, until he came to the +road, and he went along the road until he could see up the yard to the +place where Nappy was watching. He called out, _Nappy!_ in a loud voice, +and then immediately set his horse off upon a run. Nappy looked down to +the road, and was astonished to see George upon the horse, when he +supposed he was still behind the door where he was watching, and he sprang +forward, and set off after him in full pursuit. + +He caught George just as he was riding down into the brook. George was +looking round and laughing at him as he came up; but Nappy looked quite +grave, and did nothing but go down into the brook, and lap up water with +his tongue, while the horse drank. + +While the horse was drinking, Rollo came along the road, and George asked +him how his garden came on. + +"O, very well," said Rollo. "Father is going to give me a larger one next +year." + +"Have you got a strawberry-bed?" said George. + +"No," said Rollo. + +"I should think you would have a strawberry-bed. My father will give you +some plants, and you can set them out this fall." + +"I don't know how to set them out," said Rollo. "Could you come and show +me?" + +George said he would ask his father; and then, as his horse had done +drinking, he turned round, and rode home again. + +Mr. Cropwell said that he would give Rollo a plenty of strawberry-plants, +and, as to George's helping him set them out, he said that they might +exchange works. If Rollo would come and help George gather his +meadow-russets, George might go and help him make his strawberry-bed. That +evening, George went and told Rollo of this plan, and Rollo's father +approved of it. So it was agreed that, the next day, he should go to help +them gather the russets. They invited James to go too. + + + + +The Pet Lamb. + + +The next morning, James and Rollo went together to the farmer's. They +found George at the gate waiting for them, with his dog Nappy. As the boys +were walking along into the yard, George said that his dog Nappy was the +best friend he had in the world, except his lamb. + +"Your lamb!" said James; "have you got a lamb?" + +"Yes, a most beautiful little lamb. When he was very little indeed, he was +weak and sick, and father thought he would not live; and he told me I +might have him if I wanted him. I made a bed for him in the corner of the +kitchen." + +"O, I wish I had one," said James. "Where is he now?" + +"O, he is grown up large, and he plays around in the field behind the +house. If I go out there with a little pan of milk, and call him +so,--_Co-nan_, _Co-nan_, _Co-nan_,--he comes running up to me to get the +milk." + +"I wish I could see him," said James. + +"Well, you can," said George. "My sister Ann will go and show him to you." + +So George called his sister Ann, and asked her if she should be willing to +go and show James and Rollo his lamb, while he went and got the little +wagon ready to go for the apples. + +Ann said she would, and she went into the house, and got a pan with a +little milk in the bottom of it, and walked along carefully, James and +Rollo following her. When they had got round to the other side of the +house, they found there a little gate, leading out into a field where +there were green grass and little clumps of trees. + +Ann went carefully through. James and Rollo stopped to look. She walked on +a little way, and looked around every where, but she saw no lamb. +Presently she began to call out, as George had said, "_Co-nan_, _Co-nan_, +_Co-nan_." + +In a minute or two, the lamb began to run towards her out of a little +thicket of bushes; and it drank the milk out of the pan. James and Rollo +were very much pleased, but they did not go towards the lamb. Ann let it +drink all it wanted, and then it walked away. + +Then James ran back to the yard. He found that George and Rollo had gone +into the garden-house. He went in there after them, and found that they +were getting a little wagon ready to draw out into the field. There were +three barrels standing by the door of the garden-house, and George told +them that they were to put their apples into them. + + + + +The Meadow-Russet. + + +There was a beautiful meadow down a little way from Farmer Cropwell's +house, and at the farther side of it, across a brook, there stood a very +large old apple-tree, which bore a kind of apples called _russets_, and +they called the tree the _meadow-russet_. These were the apples that the +boys were going to gather. They soon got ready, and began to walk along +the path towards the meadow. Two of them drew the wagon, and the others +carried long poles to knock off the apples with. + +As the party were descending the hill towards the meadow, they saw before +them, coming around a turn in the path, a cart and oxen, with a large boy +driving. They immediately began to call out to one another to turn out, +some pulling one way and some the other, with much noise and vociferation. +At last they got fairly out upon the grass, and the cart went by. The boy +who was driving it said, as he went by, smiling, + +"Who is the head of _that_ gang?" + +James and Rollo looked at him, wondering what he meant. George laughed. + +"What does he mean?" said Rollo. + +"He means," said George, laughing, "that we make so much noise and +confusion, that we cannot have any head." + +"Any head?" said James. + +"Yes,--any master workman." + +"Why," said Rollo, "do we need a master workman?" + +"No," said George, "I don't believe we do." + +So the boys went along until they came to the brook. They crossed the +brook on a bridge of planks, and were very soon under the spreading +branches of the great apple-tree. + +[Illustration: The Harvesting Party.] + + + + +Insubordination. + + +The boys immediately began the work of getting down the apples. But, +unluckily, there were but two poles, and they all wanted them. George had +one, and James the other, and Rollo came up to James, and took hold of his +pole, saying, + +"Here, James, I will knock them down; you may pick them up and put them in +the wagon." + +"No," said James, holding fast to his pole; "no, I'd rather knock them +down." + +"No," said Rollo, "I can knock them down better." + +"But I got the pole first, and I ought to have it." + +Rollo, finding that James was not willing to give up his pole, left him, +and went to George, and asked George to let him have the pole; but George +said he was taller, and could use it better than Rollo. + +Rollo was a little out of humor at this, and stood aside and looked on. +James soon got tired of his pole, and laid it down; and then Rollo seized +it, and began knocking the apples off of the tree. But it fatigued him +very much to reach up so high; and, in fact, they all three got tired of +the poles very soon, and began picking up the apples. + +But they did not go on any more harmoniously with this than with the +other. After Rollo and James had thrown in several apples, George came and +turned them all out. + +"You must not put them in so," said he; "all the good and bad ones +together." + +"How must we put them in?" asked Rollo. + +"Why, first we must get a load of good, large, whole, round apples, and +then a load of small and wormy ones. We only put the _good_ ones into the +barrels." + +"And what do you do with the little ones?" said James. + +"O, we give them to the pigs." + +"Well," said Rollo, "we can pick them all up together now, and separate +them when we get home." + +As he said this, he threw in a handful of small apples among the good ones +which George had been putting in. + +"Be still," said George; "you must not do so. I tell you we must not mix +them at all." And he poured the apples out upon the ground again. + +"O, I'll tell you what we will do," said James; "we will get a load of +little ones first, and then the big ones. I want to see the pigs eat them +up." + +But George thought it was best to take the big ones first, and so they had +quite a discussion about it, and a great deal of time was lost before they +could agree. + +Thus they went on for some time, discussing every thing, and each wanting +to do the work in his own way. They did not dispute much, it is true, for +neither of them wished to make difficulty. But each thought he might +direct as well as the others, and so they had much talk and clamor, and +but very little work. When one wanted the wagon to be on one side of the +tree, the others wanted it the other; and when George thought it was time +to draw the load along towards home, Rollo and James thought it was not +nearly full enough. So they were all pulling in different directions, and +made very slow progress in their work. It took them a long time to get +their wagon full. + +When they got the load ready, and were fairly set off on the road, they +went on smoothly and pleasantly for a time, until they got up near the +door of the garden-house, when Rollo was going to turn the wagon round so +as to back it up to the door, and George began to pull in the other +direction. + +"Not so, Rollo," said George; "go right up straight." + +"No," said Rollo, "it is better to _back_ it up." + +James had something to say, too; and they all pulled, and talked loud and +all together, so that there was nothing but noise and clamor. In the mean +time, the wagon, being pulled every way, of course did not move at all. + + + + +Subordination. + + +Presently Farmer Cropwell made his appearance at the door of the +garden-house. + +"Well, boys," said he, "you seem to be pretty good-natured, and I am glad +of that; but you are certainly the _noisiest_ workmen, of your size, that +I ever heard." + +"Why, father," said George, "I want to go right up to the door, straight, +and Rollo won't let me." + +"Must not we back it up?" said Rollo. + +"Is that the way you have been working all the morning?" said the farmer. + +"How?" said George. + +"Why, all generals and no soldiers." + +"Sir?" said George. + +"All of you commanding, and none obeying. There is nothing but confusion +and noise. I don't see how you can gather apples so. How many have you got +in?" + +So saying, he went and looked into the barrels. + +"None," said he; "I thought so." + +He stood still a minute, as if thinking what to do; and then he told them +to leave the wagon there, and go with him, and he would show them the way +to work. + +The boys accordingly walked along after him, through the garden-house, +into the yard. They then went across the road, and down behind a barn, to +a place where some men were building a stone bridge. They stopped upon a +bank at some distance, and looked down upon them. + +"There," said he, "see how men work!" + +It happened, at that time, that all the men were engaged in moving a great +stone with iron bars. There was scarcely any thing said by any of them. +Every thing went on silently, but the stone moved regularly into its +place. + +"Now, boys, do you understand," said the farmer, "how they get along so +quietly?" + +"Why, it is because they are men, and not boys," said Rollo. + +"No," said the farmer, "that is not the reason. It is because they have a +head." + +"A head?" said Rollo. + +"Yes," said he, "a head; that is, one man to direct, and the rest obey." + +"Which is it?" said George. + +"It is that man who is pointing now," said the farmer, "to another stone. +He is telling them which to take next. Watch them now, and you will see +that he directs every thing, and the rest do just as he says. But you are +all directing and commanding together, and there is nobody to obey. If you +were moving those stones, you would be all advising and disputing +together, and pulling in every direction at once, and the stone would not +move at all." + +[Illustration: There, Said He, See How Men Work.] + +"And do men always appoint a head," said Rollo, "when they work together?" + +"No," said the farmer, "they do not always _appoint_ one regularly, but +they always _have_ one, in some way or other. Even when no one is +particularly authorized to direct, they generally let the one who is +oldest, or who knows most about the business, take the lead, and the rest +do as he says." + +They all then walked slowly back to the garden-house, and the farmer +advised them to have a head, if they wanted their business to go on +smoothly and well. + +"Who do you think ought to be our head?" + +"The one who is the oldest, and knows most about the business," said the +farmer, "and that, I suppose, would be George. But perhaps you had better +take turns, and let each one be head for one load, and then you will all +learn both to command and to obey." + +So the boys agreed that George should command while they got the next +load, and James and Rollo agreed to obey. The farmer told them they must +obey exactly, and good-naturedly. + +"You must not even _advise_ him what to do, or say any thing about it at +all, except in some extraordinary case; but, when you talk, talk about +other things altogether, and work on exactly as he shall say." + +"What if we _know_ there is a better way? must not we tell him?" said +Rollo. + +"No," said the farmer, "unless it is something very uncommon. It is better +to go wrong sometimes, under a head, than to be endlessly talking and +disputing how you shall go. Therefore you must do exactly what he says, +even if you know a better way, and see if you do not get along much +faster." + + + + +The New Plan Tried. + + +The boys determined to try the plan, and, after putting their first load +of apples into the barrel, they set off again under George's command. He +told Rollo and James to draw the wagon, while he ran along behind. When +they got to the tree, Rollo took up a pole, and began to beat down some +more apples; but George told him that they must first pick up what were +knocked down before; and he drew the wagon round to the place where he +thought it was best for it to stand. The other boys made no objection, but +worked industriously, picking up all the small and worm-eaten apples they +could find; and, in a very short time, they had the wagon loaded, and were +on their way to the house again. + +Still, Rollo and James had to make so great an effort to avoid interfering +with George's directions, that they did not really enjoy this trip quite +so well as they did the first. It was pleasant to them to be more at +liberty, and they thought, on the whole, that they did not like having a +head quite so well as being without one. + +Instead of going up to the garden-house, George ordered them to take this +load to the barn, to put it in a bin where all such apples were to go. +When they came back, the farmer came again to the door of the +garden-house. + +"Well, boys," said he, "you have come rather quicker this time. How do you +like that way of working?" + +"Why, not quite so well," said Rollo. "I do not think it is so pleasant as +the other way." + +"It is not such good _play_, perhaps; but don't you think it makes better +_work_?" said he. + +The boys admitted that they got their apples in faster, and, as they were +at work then, and not at play, they resolved to continue the plan. + +Farmer Cropwell then asked who was to take command the next time. + +"Rollo," said the boys. + +"Well, Rollo," said he, "I want you to have a large number of apples +knocked down this time, and then select from them the largest and nicest +you can. I want one load for a particular purpose." + + + + +A Present. + + +The boys worked on industriously, and, before dinner-time, they had +gathered all the apples. The load of best apples, which the farmer had +requested them to bring for a particular purpose, were put into a small +square box, until it was full, and then a cover was nailed on; the rest +were laid upon the great bench. When, at length, the work was all done, +and they were ready to go home, the farmer put this box into the wagon, so +that it stood up in the middle, leaving a considerable space before and +behind it. He put the loose apples into this space, some before and some +behind, until the wagon was full. + +"Now, James and Rollo, I want you to draw these apples for me, when you go +home," said the farmer. + +"Who are they for?" said Rollo. + +"I will mark them," said he. + +So he took down a little curious-looking tin dipper, with a top sloping in +all around, and with a hole in the middle of it. A long, slender +brush-handle was standing up in this hole. + +When he took out the brush, the boys saw that it was blacking. With this +blacking-brush he wrote on the top of the box,--LUCY. + +"Is that box for my cousin Lucy?" said Rollo. + +"Yes," said he; "you can draw it to her, can you not?" + +"Yes, sir," said Rollo, "we will. And who are the other apples for? You +cannot mark _them_." + +"No," said the farmer; "but you will remember. Those before the box are +for you, and those behind it for James. So drive along. George will come +to your house, this afternoon, with the strawberry plants, and then he can +bring the wagon home." + + + + +The Strawberry-Bed. + + +George Cropwell came, soon after, to Rollo's house, and helped him make a +fine strawberry-bed, which, he said, he thought would bear considerably +the next year. They dug up the ground, raked it over carefully, and then +put in the plants in rows. + +After it was all done, Rollo got permission of his father to go back with +George to take the wagon home; and George proposed to take Rollo's +wheelbarrow too. He had never seen such a pretty little wheelbarrow, and +was very much pleased with it. So George ran on before, trundling the +wheelbarrow, and Rollo came after, drawing the wagon. + +Just as they came near the farmer's house, George saw, on before him, a +ragged little boy, much smaller than Rollo, who was walking along +barefooted. + +"There's Tom," said George. + +"Who?" said Rollo. + +"Tom. See how I will frighten him." + +As he said this, George darted forward with his wheelbarrow, and trundled +it on directly towards Tom, as if he was going to run over him. Tom looked +round, and then ran away, the wheelbarrow at his heels. He was frightened +very much, and began to scream; and, just then, Farmer Cropwell, who at +that moment happened to be coming up a lane, on the opposite side of the +road, called out, + +"George!" + +George stopped his wheelbarrow. + +"Is that right?" said the farmer. + +"Why, I was not going to hurt him," said George. + +"You _did_ hurt him--you frightened him." + +"Is frightening him hurting him, father?" + +"Why, yes, it is giving him _pain_, and a very unpleasant kind of pain +too." + +"I did not think of that," said George. + +"Besides," said his father, "when you treat boys in that harsh, rough way, +you make them your enemies; and it is a very bad plan to make enemies." + +"Enemies, father!" said George, laughing; "Tom could not do me any harm, +if he was my enemy." + +"That makes me think of the story of the bear and the tomtit," said the +farmer; "and, if you and Rollo will jump up in the cart, I will tell it to +you." + +Thus far, while they had been talking, the boys had walked along by the +side of the road, keeping up with the farmer as he drove along in the +cart. But now they jumped in, and sat down with the farmer on his seat, +which was a board laid across from one side of the cart to the other. As +soon as they were seated, the farmer began. + + + + +The Farmer's Story. + + +"The story I was going to tell you, boys, is an old fable about making +enemies. It is called 'The Bear and the Tomtit.' " + +"What is a tomtit?" said Rollo. + +"It is a kind of a bird, a very little bird; but he sings pleasantly. +Well, one pleasant summer's day, a wolf and a bear were taking a walk +together in a lonely wood. They heard something singing. + +" 'Brother,' said the bear, 'that is good singing: what sort of a bird do +you think that may be?' + +" 'That's a tomtit,' said the wolf. + +" 'I should like to see his nest,' said the bear; 'where do you think it +is?' + +" 'If we wait a little time, till his mate comes home, we shall see,' said +the wolf. + +"The bear and the wolf walked backward and forward some time, till his +mate came home with some food in her mouth for her children. The wolf and +the bear watched her. She went to the tree where the bird was singing, and +they together flew to a little grove just by, and went to their nest. + +" 'Now,' said the bear, 'let us go and see.' + +" 'No,' said the wolf, 'we must wait till the old birds have gone away +again.' + +"So they noticed the place, and walked away. + +"They did not stay long, for the bear was very impatient to see the nest. +They returned, and the bear scrambled up the tree, expecting to amuse +himself finely by frightening the young tomtits. + +" 'Take care,' said the wolf; 'you had better be careful. The tomtits are +little; but little enemies are sometimes very troublesome.' + +" 'Who is afraid of a tomtit?' said the bear. + +"So saying, he poked his great black nose into the nest. + +" 'Who is here?' said he; 'what are you?' + +"The poor birds screamed out with terror. 'Go away! Go away!' said they. + +" 'What do you mean by making such a noise,' said he, 'and talking so to +me? I will teach you better.' So he put his great paw on the nest, and +crowded it down until the poor little birds were almost stifled. Presently +he left them, and went away. + +"The young tomtits were terribly frightened, and some of them were hurt. +As soon as the bear was gone, their fright gave way to anger; and, soon +after, the old birds came home, and were very indignant too. They used to +see the bear, occasionally, prowling about the woods, but did not know +what they could do to bring him to punishment. + +"Now, there was a famous glen, surrounded by high rocks, where the bear +used to go and sleep, because it was a wild, solitary place. The tomtits +often saw him there. One day, the bear was prowling around, and he saw, at +a great distance, two huntsmen, with guns, coming towards the wood. He +fled to his glen in dismay, though he thought he should be safe there. + +"The tomtits were flying about there, and presently they saw the huntsmen. +'Now,' said one of them to the other, 'is the time to get rid of the +tyrant; you go and see if he is in his glen, and then come back to where +you hear me singing.' + +"So he flew about from tree to tree, keeping in sight of the huntsmen, and +singing all the time; while the other went and found that the bear was in +his glen, crouched down in terror behind a rock. + +"The tomtits then began to flutter around the huntsmen, and fly a little +way towards the glen, and then back again. This attracted the notice of +the men, and they followed them to see what could be the matter. + +"By and by, the bear saw the terrible huntsmen coming, led on by his +little enemies, the tomtits. He sprang forward, and ran from one side of +the glen to the other; but he could not escape. They shot him with two +bullets through his head. + +"The wolf happened to be near by, at that time, upon the rocks that were +around the glen; and, hearing all this noise, he came and peeped over. As +soon as he saw how the case stood, he thought it would be most prudent for +him to walk away; which he did, saying, as he went. + +" 'Well, the bear has found out that it is better to have a person a +friend than an enemy, whether he is great or small.' " + + ------------------------------------- + +Here the farmer paused--he had ended the story. + +"And what did they do with the bear?" said Rollo. + +"O, they took off his skin to make caps of, and nailed his claws up on the +barn." + + + + + +GEORGIE. + + + + +The Little Landing. + + +A short distance from where Rollo lives, there is a small, but very +pleasant house, just under the hill, where you go down to the stone bridge +leading over the brook. There is a noble large apple tree on one side of +the house, which bears a beautiful, sweet, and mellow kind of apple, +called golden pippins. A great many other trees and flowers are around the +house, and in the little garden on the side of it towards the brook. There +is a small white gate that leads to the house, from the road; and there is +a pleasant path leading right out from the front door, through the garden, +down to the water. This is the house that Georgie lives in. + +One evening, just before sunset, Rollo was coming along over the stone +bridge, towards home. He stopped a moment to look over the railing, down +into the water. Presently he heard a very sweet-toned voice calling out to +him, + +"Rol-lo." + +Rollo looked along in the direction in which the sound came. It was from +the bank of the stream, a little way from the road, at the place where the +path from Georgie's house came down to the water. The brook was broad, and +the water pretty smooth and still here; and it was a place where Rollo had +often been to sail boats with Georgie. There was a little smooth, sandy +place on the shore, at the foot of the path, and they used to call it +Georgie's landing; and there was a seat close by, under the bushes. + +Rollo thought it was Georgie's voice that called him, and in a minute, he +saw him sitting on his little seat, with his crutches by his side. Georgie +was a sick boy. He could not walk, but had to sit almost all day, at home, +in a large easy chair, which his father had bought for him. In the winter, +his chair was established in a particular corner, by the side of the fire, +and he had a little case of shelves and drawers, painted green, by the +side of him. In these shelves and drawers he had his books and +playthings,--his pen and ink,--his paint-box, brushes and pencils,--his +knife, and a little saw,--and a great many things which he used to make +for his amusement. Then, in the summer, his chair, and his shelves and +drawers, were moved to the end window, which looked out upon the garden +and brook. Sometimes, when he was better than usual, he could move about a +little upon crutches; and, at such times, when it was pleasant, he used to +go out into the garden, and down, through it, to his landing, at the +brook. + +Georgie had been sick a great many years, and when Rollo and Jonas first +knew him, he used to be very sad and unhappy. It was because the poor +little fellow had nothing to do. His father had to work pretty hard to get +food and clothing for his family; he loved little Georgie very much, but +he could not buy him many things. Sometimes people who visited him, used +to give him playthings, and they would amuse him a little while, but he +soon grew tired of them, and had them put away. It is very hard for any +body to be happy who has not any thing to do. + +It was Jonas that taught Georgie what to do. He lent him his knife, and +brought him some smooth, soft, pine wood, and taught him to make +wind-mills and little boxes. Georgie liked this very much, and used to sit +by his window in the summer mornings, and make playthings, hours at a +time. After he had made several things, Jonas told the boys that lived +about there, that they had better buy them of him, when they had a few +cents to spend for toys; and they did. In fact, they liked the little +windmills, and wagons, and small framed houses that Georgie made, better +than sugar-plums and candy. Besides, they liked to go and see Georgie; +for, whenever they went to buy any thing of him, he looked so contented +and happy, sitting in his easy chair, with his small and slender feet +drawn up under him, and his work on the table by his side. + +Then he was a very beautiful boy too. His face was delicate and pale, but +there was such a kind and gentle expression in his mild blue eye, and so +much sweetness in the tone of his voice, that they loved very much to go +and see him. In fact, all the boys were very fond of Georgie. + + + + +Georgie's Money. + + +Georgie, at length, earned, in this way, quite a little sum of money. It +was nearly all in cents; but then there was one fourpence which a lady +gave him for a four-wheeled wagon that he made. He kept this money in a +corner of his drawer, and, at last, there was quite a handful of it. + +One summer evening, when Georgie's father came home from his work, he hung +up his hat, and came and sat down in Georgie's corner, by the side of his +little boy. Georgie looked up to him with a smile. + +"Well, father," said he, "are you tired to-night?" + +"You are the one to be tired, Georgie," said he, "sitting here alone all +day." + +"Hold up your hand, father," said Georgie, reaching out his own at the +same time, which was shut up, and appeared to have something in it. + +"Why, what have you got for me?" said his father. + +"Hold fast all I give you," replied he; and he dropped the money all into +his father's hand, and shut up his father's fingers over it. + +"What is all this?" said his father. + +"It is my money," said he, "for you. It is 'most all cents, but then there +is _one_ fourpence." + +"I am sure, I am much obliged to you, Georgie, for this." + +"O no," said Georgie, "it's only a _little_ of what you have to spend for +me." + +Georgie's father took the money, and put it in his pocket, and the next +day he went to Jonas, and told him about it, and asked Jonas to spend it +in buying such things as he thought would be useful to Georgie; either +playthings, or tools, or materials to work with. + +Jonas said he should be very glad to do it, for he thought he could buy +him some things that would help him very much in his work. Jonas carried +the money into the city the next time he went, and bought him a small hone +to sharpen his knife, a fine-toothed saw, and a bottle of black varnish, +with a little brush, to put it on with. He brought these things home, and +gave them to Georgie's father; and he carried them into the house, and put +them in a drawer. + +That evening, when Georgie was at supper, his father slyly put the things +that Jonas had bought on his table, so that when he went back, after +supper, he found them there. He was very much surprised and pleased. He +examined them all very particularly, and was especially glad to have the +black varnish, for now he could varnish his work, and make it look much +more handsome. The little boxes that he made, after this, of a bright +black outside, and lined neatly with paper within, were thought by the +boys to be elegant. + +He could now earn money faster, and, as his father insisted on having all +his earnings expended for articles for Georgie's own use, and Jonas used +to help him about expending it, he got, at last, quite a variety of +implements and articles. He had some wire, and a little pair of pliers for +bending it in all shapes, and a hammer and little nails. He had also a +paint-box and brushes, and paper of various colors, for lining boxes, and +making portfolios and pocket-books; and he had varnishes, red, green, +blue, and black. All these he kept in his drawers and shelves, and made a +great many ingenious things with them. + +So Georgie was a great friend of both Rollo and Jonas, and they often used +to come and see him, and play with him; and that was the reason that Rollo +knew his voice so well, when he called to him from the landing, when Rollo +was standing on the bridge, as described in the beginning of this story. + + + + +Two Good Friends. + + +Rollo ran along to the end of the bridge, clambered down to the water's +edge, went along the shore among the trees and shrubbery, until he came to +the seat where Georgie was sitting. Georgie asked him to sit down, and +stay with him; but Rollo said he must go directly home; and so Georgie +took his crutches, and they began to walk slowly together up the garden +walk. + +"Where have you been, Rollo?" said Georgie. + +"I have been to see my cousin James, to ask him to go to the city with us +to-morrow." + +"Are you going to the city?" + +"Yes; uncle George gave James and I a half a dollar apiece, the other day; +and mother is going to carry us into the city to-morrow to buy something +with it." + +"Is Jonas going with you?" + +"Yes," said Rollo. "He is going to drive. We are going in our carryall." + +"I wish you would take some money for me, then, and get Jonas to buy me +something with it." + +"Well, I will," said Rollo. "What shall he buy for you?" + +"O, he may buy any thing he chooses." + +"Yes, but if you do not tell him what to buy, he may buy something you +have got already." + +"O, Jonas knows every thing I have got as well as I do." + +Just then they came up near the house, and Georgie asked Rollo to look up +at the golden pippin tree, and see how full it was. + +"That is my branch," said he. + +He pointed to a large branch which came out on one side, and which hung +down loaded with fruit. It would have broken down, perhaps, if there had +not been a crotched pole put under it, to prop it up. + +"But all the apples on your branch are not golden pippins," said Rollo. +"There are some on it that are red. What beautiful red apples!" + +"Yes," said Georgie. "Father grafted that for me, to make it bear +rosy-boys. I call the red ones my rosy-boys." + +"Grafted?" said Rollo; "how did he graft it?" + +"O," said Georgie, "I do not know exactly. He cut off a little branch from +a rosy-boy tree, and stuck it on somehow, and it grew, and bears rosy-boys +still." + +Rollo thought this was very curious; Georgie told him he would give him an +apple, and that he might have his choice--a pippin or a rosy-boy. + +Rollo hesitated, and looked at them, first at one, and then at another; +but he could not decide. The rosy-boys had the brightest and most +beautiful color, but then the pippins looked so rich and mellow, that he +could not choose very easily; and so Georgie laughed, find told him he +would settle the difficulty by giving him one of each. + +"So come here," said he, "Rollo, and let me lean on you, while I knock +them down." + +So Rollo came and stood near him, while Georgie leaned on him, and with +his crutch gave a gentle tap to one of each of his kinds of apples, and +they fell down upon the soft grass, safe and sound. + +[Illustration: Georgie's Apples.] + +They then went into the house, and Georgie gave Rollo his money, wrapped +up in a small piece of paper; and then Rollo, bidding him good by, went +out of the little white gate, and walked along home. + +The next morning, soon after breakfast, Jonas drove the carryall up to the +front door, and Rollo and his mother walked out to it. Rollo's mother took +the back seat, and Rollo and Jonas sat in front, and they drove along. + +They called at the house where James lived, and found him waiting for them +on the front steps, with his half dollar in his hand. + +He ran into the house to tell his mother that the carryall had come, and +to bid her good morning, and then he came out to the gate. + +"James," said Rollo, "you may sit on the front seat with Jonas, if you +want to." + +James said he should like to very much; and so Rollo stepped over behind, +and sat with his mother. This was kind and polite; for boys all like the +front seat when they are riding, and Rollo therefore did right to offer it +to his cousin. + + + + +A Lecture On Playthings. + + +After a short time, they came to a smooth and pleasant road, with trees +and farm-houses on each side; and as the horse was trotting along quietly, +Rollo asked his mother if she could not tell them a story. + +"I cannot tell you a story very well, this morning, but I can give you a +lecture on playthings, if you wish." + +"Very well, mother, we should like that," said the boys. + +They did not know very well what a lecture was, but they thought that any +thing which their mother would propose would be interesting. + +"Do you know what a lecture is?" said she. + +"Not exactly," said Rollo. + +"Why, I should explain to you about playthings,--the various kinds, their +use, the way to keep them, and to derive the most pleasure from them, &c. +Giving you this information will not be as _interesting_ to you as to hear +a story; but it will be more _useful_, if you attend carefully, and +endeavor to remember what I say." + +The boys thought they should like the lecture, and promised to attend. +Rollo said he would remember it all; and so his mother began. + +"The value of a plaything does not consist in itself, but in the pleasure +it awakens in your mind. Do you understand that?" + +"Not very well," said Rollo. + +"If you should give a round stick to a baby on the floor, and let him +strike the floor with it, he would be pleased. You would see by his looks +that it gave him great pleasure. Now, where would this pleasure be,--in +the stick, or in the floor, or in the baby?" + +"Why, in the baby," said Rollo, laughing. + +"Yes; and would it be in his body, or in his mind?" + +"In his face," said James. + +"In his eyes," said Rollo. + +"You would see the _signs of it_ in his face and in his eyes, but the +feeling of pleasure would be in his mind. Now, I suppose you understand +what I said, that the value of the plaything consists in the pleasure it +can awaken in the mind." + +"Yes, mother," said Rollo. + +"There is your jumping man," said she; "is that a good plaything?" + +"Yes," said Rollo, "my _kicker_. But I don't care much about it. I don't +know where it is now." + +"What was it?" said James. "_I_ never saw it." + +"It was a pasteboard man," said his mother; "and there was a string +behind, fixed so that, by pulling it, you could make his arms and legs fly +about." + +"Yes," said Rollo, "I called him my _kicker_." + +"You liked it very much, when you first had it." + +"Yes," said Rollo, "but I don't think it is very pretty now." + +"That shows what I said was true. When you first had it, it was new, and +the sight of it gave you pleasure; but the pleasure consisted in the +novelty and drollery of it, and after a little while, when you became +familiar with it, it ceased to give you pleasure, and then you did not +value it. I found it the other day lying on the ground in the yard, and +took it up and put it away carefully in a drawer." + +"But if the value is all gone, what good does it do to save it?" said +Rollo. + +"The value to _you_ is gone, because you have become familiar with it, and +so it has lost its power to awaken feelings of pleasure in you. But it has +still power to give pleasure to other children, who have not seen it, and +I kept it for them." + +"I should like to see it, very much," said James. "I never saw such a +one." + +"I will show it to you some time. Now, this is one kind of +plaything,--those which please by their _novelty_ only. It is not +generally best to buy such playthings, for you very soon get familiar with +them, and then they cease to give you pleasure, and are almost worthless." + +"Only we ought to keep them, if we have them, to show to other boys," said +Rollo. + +"Yes," said his mother. "You ought never to throw them away, or leave them +on the floor, or on the ground." + +"O, the little fool," said Rollo suddenly. + +His mother and James looked up, wondering what Rollo meant. He was looking +out at the side of the carryall, at something about the wheel. + +"What is it," said his mother. + +"Why, here is a large fly trying to light on the wheel, and every time his +legs touch it, it knocks them away. See! See!" + +"Yes, but you must not attend to him now. You must listen to my lecture. +You promised to give your attention to me." + +So James and Rollo turned away from the window, and began to listen again. + +"I have told you now," said she, "of one kind of playthings--those that +give pleasure from their _novelty_ only. There is another kind--those that +give you pleasure by their _use_;--such as a doll, for example." + +"How, mother? Is a doll of any _use_?" + +"Yes, in one sense; that is, the girl who has it, _uses_ it continually. +Perhaps she admired the _looks_ of it, the first day it was given to her; +but then, after that, she can _use_ it in so many ways, that it continues +to afford her pleasure for a long time. She can dress and undress it, put +it to bed, make it sit up for company, and do a great many other things +with it. When she gets tired of playing with it one day, she puts it away, +and the next day she thinks of something new to do with it, which she +never thought of before. Now, which should you think the pleasure you +should obtain from a ball, would arise from, its _novelty_, or its _use_?" + +"Its _use_," said the boys. + +"Yes," said the mother. "The first sight of a ball would not give you any +very special pleasure. Its value would consist in the pleasure you would +take in playing with it. + +"Now, it is generally best to buy such playthings as you can use a great +many times, and in a great many ways; such as a top, a ball, a knife, a +wheelbarrow. But things that please you only by their _novelty_, will soon +lose all their power to give you pleasure, and be good for nothing to you. +Such, for instance, as jumping men, and witches, and funny little images. +Children are very often deceived in buying their playthings; for those +things which please by their novelty only, usually please them very much +for a few minutes, while they are in the shop, and see them for the first +time; while those things which would last a long time, do not give them +much pleasure at first. + +"There is another kind of playthings I want to tell you about a little, +and then my lecture will be done. I mean playthings which give _you_ +pleasure, but give _other persons_ pain. A drum and a whistle, for +example, are disagreeable to other persons; and children, therefore, ought +not to choose them, unless they have a place to go to, to play with them, +which will be out of hearing. I have known boys to buy masks to frighten +other children with, and bows and arrows, which sometimes are the means of +putting out children's eyes. So you must consider, when you are choosing +playthings, first, whether the pleasure they will give you will be from +the _novelty_ or the _use_; and, secondly, whether, in giving _you_ +pleasure, they will give _any other persons_ pain. + +"This is the end of the lecture. Now you may rest a little, and look +about, and then I will tell you a short story." + + + + +The Young Drivers. + + +They came, about this time, to the foot of a long hill, and Jonas said he +believed that he would get out and walk up, and he said James might drive +the horse. So he put the reins into James's hands, and jumped out. Rollo +climbed over the seat, and sat by his side. Presently James saw a large +stone in the road, and he asked Rollo to see how well he could drive round +it; for as the horse was going, he would have carried one wheel directly +over it. So he pulled one of the reins, and turned the horse away; but he +contrived to turn him out just far enough to make the _other_ wheel go +over the stone. Rollo laughed, and asked him to let him try the next time; +and James gave him the reins; but there was no other stone till they got +up to the top of the hill. + +Then James said that Rollo might ride on the front seat now, and when +Jonas got in, he climbed back to the back seat, and took his place by the +side of Rollo's mother. + +"Come, mother," then said Rollo, "we are rested enough now: please to +begin the story." + +"Very well, if you are all ready." + +So she began as follows:-- + + + + The Story of Shallow, Selfish, and Wise. + + + Once there were three boys going into town to buy some playthings: + their names were Shallow, Selfish, and Wise. Each had half a + dollar. Shallow carried his in his hand, tossing it up in the air, + and catching it, as he went along. Selfish kept teasing his mother + to give him some more money: half a dollar, he said, was not + enough. Wise walked along quietly, with his cash safe in his + pocket. + + Presently Shallow missed catching his half dollar, and--chink--it + went, on the sidewalk, and it rolled along down into a crack under + a building. Then he began to cry. Selfish stood by, holding his + own money tight in his hands, and said he did not pity Shallow at + all; it was good enough for him; he had no business to be tossing + it up. Wise came up, and tried to get the money out with a stick, + but he could not. He told Shallow not to cry; said he was sorry he + had lost his money, and that he would give him half of his, as + soon as they could get it changed at the shop. + + So they walked along to the toy-shop. + + Their mother said that each one might choose his own plaything; so + they began to look around on the counter and shelves. + + After a while, Shallow began to laugh very loud and heartily at + something he found. It was an image of a grinning monkey. It + looked very droll indeed. Shallow asked Wise to come and see. Wise + laughed at it too, but said he should not want to buy it, as he + thought he should soon get tired of laughing at any thing, if it + was ever so droll. + + Shallow was sure that he should never get tired of laughing at so + very droll a thing as the grinning monkey; and he decided to buy + it, if Wise would give him half of his money; and so Wise did. + + Selfish found a rattle, a large, noisy rattle, and went to + springing it until they were all tired of hearing the noise. + + "I think I shall buy this," said he. "I can make believe that + there is a fire, and can run about springing my rattle, and + crying, 'Fire! Fire!' or I can play that a thief is breaking into + a store, and can rattle my rattle at him, and call out, 'Stop + thief!' " + + "But that will disturb all the people in the house," said Wise. + + "What care I for that?" said Selfish. + + Selfish found that the price of his rattle was not so much as the + half dollar; so he laid out the rest of it in cake, and sat down + on a box, and began to eat it. + + Wise passed by all the images and gaudy toys, only good to look at + a few times, and chose a soft ball, and finding that that did not + take all of his half of the money, he purchased a little morocco + box with an inkstand, some wafers, and one or two short pens in + it. Shallow told him that was not a plaything; it was only fit for + a school; and as to his ball, he did not think much of that. + + Wise said he thought they could all play with the ball a great + many times, and he thought, too, that he should like his little + inkstand rainy days and winter evenings. + + So the boys walked along home. Shallow stopped every moment to + laugh at his monkey, and Selfish to spring his rattle; and they + looked with contempt on Wise's ball, which he carried quietly in + one hand, and his box done up in brown paper in the other. + + When they got home, Shallow ran in to show his monkey. The people + smiled a little, but did not take much notice of it; and, in fact, + it did not look half so funny, even to himself, as it did in the + shop. In a short time, it did not make him laugh at all, and then + he was vexed and angry with it. He said he meant to go and throw + the ugly old baboon away; he was tired of seeing that same old + grin on his face all the time. So he went and threw it over the + wall. + + Selfish ate his cake up, on his way home. He would not give his + brothers any, for he said they had had their money as well as he. + When he got home, he went about the house, up and down, through + parlor and chamber, kitchen and shed, springing his rattle, and + calling out, "Stop thief! Stop thief!" or "Fire! Fire!" Every body + got tired, and asked him to be still; but he did not mind, until, + at last, his father took his rattle away from him, and put it up + on a high shelf. + + Then Selfish and Shallow went out and found Wise playing + beautifully with his ball in the yard; and he invited them to play + with him. They would toss it up against the wall, and learn to + catch it when it came down; and then they made some bat-sticks, + and knocked it back and forth to one another, about the yard. The + more they played with the ball, the more they liked it, and, as + Wise was always very careful not to play near any holes, and to + put it away safe when he had done with it, he kept it a long time, + and gave them pleasure a great many times all summer long. + + And then his inkstand box was a great treasure. He would get it + out in the long winter evenings, and lend Selfish and Shallow, + each, one of his pens; and they would all sit at the table, and + make pictures, and write little letters, and seal them with small + bits of the wafers. In fact, Wise kept his inkstand box safe till + he grew up to be a man. + + That is the end of the story. + + + + +The Toy-Shop. + + +"I wish I could get an inkstand box," said Rollo, when the story was +finished. + +"I think he was very foolish to throw away his grinning monkey," said +James, "I wish I could see a grinning monkey." + +They continued talking about this story some time, and at length they drew +nigh to the city. They drove to a stable, where Jonas had the horse put +up, and then they all walked on in search of a toy-shop. + +They passed along through one or two streets, walking very slowly, so that +the boys might look at the pictures and curious things in the shop +windows. At length they came to a toy-shop, and all went in. + +They saw at once a great number and variety of playthings exhibited to +view. All around the floor were arranged horses on wheels, little carts, +wagons, and baskets. The counter had a great variety of images and +figures,--birds that would peep, and dogs that would bark, and drummers +that would drum--all by just turning a little handle. Then the shelves and +the window were filled with all sorts of boxes, and whips, and puzzles, +and tea-sets, and dolls, dressed and not dressed. There were bows and +arrows, and darts, and jumping ropes, and glass dogs, and little +rocking-horses, and a thousand other things. + +When the boys first came in, there was a little girl standing by the +counter with a small slate in her hand. She looked like a poor girl, +though she was neat and tidy in her dress. She was talking with the +shopman about the slate. + +"Don't you think," said she, "you could let me have it for ten cents?" + +"No," said he, "I could not afford it for less than fifteen. It cost me +more than ten." + +The little girl laid the slate down, and looked disappointed and sad. +Rollo's mother came up to her, took up the slate, and said, + +"I should think you had better give him fifteen cents. It is a very good +slate. It is worth as much as that, certainly." + +"Yes, madam, so I tell her," said the shopman. + +"But I have not got but ten cents," said the little girl. + +"Have not you?" said Rollo's mother. She stood still thinking a moment, +and then she asked the little girl what her name was. + +She said it was Maria. + +She asked her what she wanted the slate for; and Maria said it was to do +sums on, at school. She wanted to study arithmetic, and could not do so +without a slate. + +Jonas then came forward, and said that he should like to give her five +cents of Georgie's money, and that, with the ten she had, would be enough. +He said that Georgie had given him authority to do what he thought best +with his money, and he knew, if Georgie was here, he would wish to help +the little girl. + +Rollo and James were both sorry they had not thought of it themselves; +and, as soon as Jonas mentioned it, they wanted to give some of their +money to the girl; but Jonas said he knew that Georgie would prefer to do +it. At last, however, it was agreed that Rollo and James should furnish +one cent each, and Georgie the rest. This was all agreed upon after a low +conversation by themselves in a corner of the store; and then Jonas came +forward, and told the shopman that they were going to pay the additional +five cents, and that he might let the girl have the slate. So Jonas paid +the money, and it was agreed that Rollo and James should pay him back +their share, when they got their money changed. The boys were very much +pleased to see the little girl go away so happy with her slate in her +hand. It was neatly done up in paper, with two pencils which the shopman +gave her, done up inside. + +After Maria was gone, the boys looked around the shop, but could not find +any thing which exactly pleased them; or at least they could not find any +thing which pleased them so much more than any thing else, that they could +decide in favor of it. So they concluded to walk along, and look at +another shop. + +They succeeded at last in finding some playthings that they liked, and +Jonas bought a variety of useful things for Georgie. On their way home, +the carryall stopped at the house where Lucy lived and Rollo's mother left +him and James there, to show Lucy their playthings. + +One of the things they bought was a little boat with two sails, and they +went down behind the house to sail it. The other playthings and books they +carried down too, and had a fine time playing with them, with Lucy and +another little girl who was visiting her that afternoon. + + + + + + ------------------------------------- + + + + + +THE ROLLO SERIES + +IS COMPOSED OF FOURTEEN VOLUMES, VIZ. + + Rollo Learning to Talk. + Rollo Learning to Read. + Rollo at Work. + Rollo at Play. + Rollo at School. + Rollo's Vacation. + Rollo's Experiments. + Rollo's Museum. + Rollo's Travels. + Rollo's Correspondence. + Rollo's Philosophy--Water. + Rollo's Philosophy--Air. + Rollo's Philosophy--Fire. + Rollo's Philosophy--Sky. + + + + + + + +***FINIS*** +
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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 diff --git a/old/25274.txt b/old/25274.txt new file mode 100644 index 0000000..5e01968 --- /dev/null +++ b/old/25274.txt @@ -0,0 +1,4124 @@ +The Project Gutenberg EBook of Rollo at Work by Jacob Abbott + + + +This eBook is for the use of anyone anywhere at no cost and with almost no +restrictions whatsoever. You may copy it, give it away or re-use it under +the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included with this eBook or +online at http://www.gutenberg.org/license + + + +Title: Rollo at Work + +Author: Jacob Abbott + +Release Date: May 1, 2008 [Ebook #25274] + +Language: English + +Character set encoding: US-ASCII + + +***START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK ROLLO AT WORK*** + + + + + +Transcriber's Notes: + +The original print starts with a list of novels from the "Rollo series". +This information has been moved to the back of the book. + +Unusual spellings that are used consistently have been kept as they were +found in the source. Some punctuation errors have been corrected silently. +All other corrections are declared in the TEI master file, using the usual +TEI elements for corrections. + +In particular, four asterisks that appear to be footnote marks without a +corresponding footnote have been deleted. + + + + + +The + +Rollo Books + +by + +Jacob Abbott + +[Illustration: The Rollo Books by Jacob Abbott. Boston, Phillips, Sampson, +& Co.] + +Boston, Phillips, Sampson, & Co. + + ------------------------------------- + +Rollo At Work + +Or + +The Way to Be Industrious + + ------------------------------------- + + + + + +NOTICE TO PARENTS. + + +Although this little work, and its fellow, "ROLLO AT PLAY," are intended +principally as a means of entertainment for their little readers, it is +hoped by the writer that they may aid in accomplishing some of the +following useful purposes:-- + +1. In cultivating _the thinking powers_; as frequent occasions occur, in +which the incidents of the narrative, and the conversations arising from +them, are intended to awaken and engage the reasoning and reflective +faculties of the little readers. + +2. In promoting the progress of children _in reading_ and in knowledge of +language; for the diction of the stories is intended to be often in +advance of the natural language of the reader, and yet so used as to be +explained by the connection. + +3. In cultivating the _amiable and gentle qualities of the heart_. The +scenes are laid in quiet and virtuous life, and the character and conduct +described are generally--with the exception of some of the ordinary +exhibitions of childish folly--character and conduct to be imitated; for +it is generally better, in dealing with children, to allure them to what +is right by agreeable pictures of it, than to attempt to drive them to it +by repulsive delineations of what is wrong. + + + + + +CONTENTS + + +Story 1. Labor Lost + Elky. + Preparations. + A Bad Beginning. + What Rollo Might Do. + A New Plan. + Hirrup! Hirrup! + An Overturn. +Story 2. The Two Little Wheelbarrows. + Rides. + The Corporal's. + The Old Nails. + A Conversation. + Rollo Learns to Work at Last. + The Corporal's Again. +Story 3. Causey-Building. + Sand-Men. + The Gray Garden. + A Contract. + Instructions. + Keeping Tally. + Rights Defined. + Calculation. +Story 4. Rollo's Garden. + Farmer Cropwell. + Work and Play. + Planting. + The Trying Time. + A Narrow Escape. + Advice. +Story 5. The Apple-Gathering. + The Garden-House. + Jolly. + The Pet Lamb. + The Meadow-Russet. + Insubordination. + Subordination. + The New Plan Tried. + A Present. + The Strawberry-Bed. + The Farmer's Story. +Story 6. Georgie. + The Little Landing. + Georgie's Money. + Two Good Friends. + A Lecture On Playthings. + The Young Drivers. + The Toy-Shop. + + + + + +ENGRAVINGS + + +Rollo Digging Holes in the Ground. +Too Heavy. +The Corporal's. +Rollo Took Hold of His Wheelbarrow. +The Cows. +The Bull Chained by the Nose. +Work in the Rain. +The Harvesting Party. +There, Said He, See How Men Work. +Georgie's Apples. + + + + + + +[Illustration: Rollo Digging Holes in the Ground.] + + + + + +LABOR LOST. + + + + +Elky. + + +When Rollo was between five and six years old, he was one day at work in +his little garden, planting some beans. His father had given him a little +square bed in a corner of the garden, which he had planted with corn two +days before. He watched his corn impatiently for two days, and, as it did +not come up, he thought he would plant it again with beans. He ought to +have waited longer. + +He was sitting on a little cricket, digging holes in the ground, when he +heard a sudden noise. He started up, and saw a strange, monstrous head +looking at him over the garden wall. He jumped up, and ran as fast as he +could towards the house. + +It happened that Jonas, the boy, was at that time at work in the yard, +cutting wood, and he called out, "What is the matter, Rollo?" + +Rollo had just looked round, and seeing that the head remained still where +it was, he was a little ashamed of his fears; so at first he did not +answer, but walked along towards Jonas. + +"That's the colt," said Jonas; "should not you like to go and see him?" + +Rollo looked round again, and true enough, it was a small horse's head +that was over the wall. It looked smaller now than it did when he first +saw it. + +Now there was behind the garden a green field, with scattered trees upon +it, and a thick wood at the farther side. Jonas took Rollo by the hand, +and led him back into the garden, towards the colt. The colt took his head +back over the fence as they approached, and walked away. He was now afraid +of Rollo. Jonas and Rollo climbed up upon a stile which was built there +against the fence, and saw the colt trotting away slowly down towards the +wood, looking back at Rollo and Jonas, by bending his head every minute, +first on one side, and then on the other. + +"There comes father," said Rollo. + +Jonas looked and saw Rollo's father coming out of the wood, leading a +horse. The colt and the horse had been feeding together in the field, and +Rollo's father had caught the horse, for he wanted to take a ride. Rollo's +father had a little basket in his hand, and when he saw the colt coming +towards him, he held it up and called him, "_Elky, Elky, Elky, Elky_," for +the colt's name was Elkin, though they often called him Elky. Elkin walked +slowly up to the basket, and put his nose in it. He found that there were +some oats in it; and Rollo's father poured them out on the grass, and then +stood by, patting Elky's head and neck while he ate them. Rollo thought +his head looked beautifully; he wondered how he could have been afraid of +it. + +Rollo's father led the horse across the field, through a gate, into a +green lane which led along the side of the garden towards the house; and +Rollo said he would run round into the lane and meet him. So he jumped off +of the stile, and ran up the garden, and Jonas followed him, and went back +to his work. + +Rollo ran round to meet his father, who was coming up the green lane, +leading the horse with a rope round his neck. + +"Father," said Rollo, "could you put me on?" + +His father smiled, and lifted Rollo up carefully, and placed him on the +horse's back. Then he walked slowly along. + +"Father," said Rollo, "are you going away?" + +"Yes," said he, "I am going to ride away in the wagon." + +"Why did not you catch Elky, and let him draw you?" + +"Elky? O, Elky is not old enough to work." + +"Not old enough to work!" said Rollo, "Why, he is pretty big. He is almost +as big as the horse. I should think he could draw you alone in the wagon." + +"Perhaps he is strong enough for that; but Elky has never learned to work +yet." + +"Never learned!" said Rollo, in great surprise. "Do horses have to _learn_ +to work? Why, they have nothing to do but to pull." + +"Why, suppose," said his father, "that he should dart off at once as soon +as he is harnessed, and pull with all his strength, and furiously." + +"O, he must not do so: he must pull gently and slowly." + +"Well, suppose he pulls gently a minute, and then stops and looks round, +and then I tell him to go on, and he pulls a minute again, and then stops +and looks round." + +"O no," said Rollo, laughing, "he must not do so; he must keep pulling +steadily all the time." + +"Yes, so you see he has something more to do than merely to pull; he must +pull right, and he must be taught to do this. Besides, he must learn to +obey all my various commands. Why, a horse needs to be taught to work as +much as a boy." + +"Why, father, I can work; and I have never been taught." + +"O no," said his father, smiling, "you cannot work." + +"I can plant beans," said Rollo. + +Just then, Rollo, who was all this time riding on the horse, looked down +from his high seat into a little bush by the side of the road, and saw +there a little bunch that looked like a birdsnest; and he said, "O, +father, please to take me down; I want to look at that birdsnest." + +His father knew that he would not hurt the birdsnest; so he took him off +of the horse, and put him on the ground. Then he walked on with the horse, +and Rollo turned back to see the nest. He climbed up upon a log that lay +by the side of the bush, and then gently opened the branches and looked +in. Four little, unfledged birds lifted up their heads, and opened their +mouths wide. They heard the noise which Rollo made, and thought it was +their mother come to feed them. + +"Ah, you little dickeys," said Rollo; "hungry, are you? _I_ have not got +any thing for you to eat." + +Rollo looked at them a little while, and then slowly got down and walked +along up the lane, saying to himself, "_They_ are not big enough to work, +at any rate, but _I_ am, I know, and I do not believe but that _Elky_ is." + + + + +Preparations. + + +When Rollo got back into the yard, he found his father just getting into +the wagon to go away. Jonas stood by the horse, having just finished +harnessing him. + +"Father," said Rollo, "I can work. You thought I could not work, but I +can. I am going to work to-day while you are gone." + +"Are you?" said his father. "Very well; I should be glad to have you." + +"What should you like to have me do?" asked Rollo. + +"O, you may pick up chips, or pile that short wood in the shed. But stand +back from the wheel, for I am going to start now." + +So Rollo stood back, and his father drew up the reins which Jonas had just +put into his hands, and guided the horse slowly and carefully out of the +yard. Rollo ran along behind the wagon as far as the gate, to see his +father go off, and stood there a few minutes, watching him as he rode +along, until he disappeared at a turn in the road. He then came back to +the yard, and sat down on a log by the side of Jonas, who was busily at +work mending the wheelbarrow. + +Rollo sat singing to himself for some time, and then he said, + +"Jonas, father thinks I am not big enough to work; don't you think I am?" + +"I don't know," said Jonas, hesitating. "You do not seem to be very +industrious just now." + +"O, I am resting now," said Rollo; "I am going to work pretty soon." + +"What are you resting from?" said Jonas. + +"O, I am resting because I am tired." + +"What are you tired of?" said Jonas. "What have you been doing?" + +Rollo had no answer at hand, for he had not been doing any thing at all. +The truth was, it was pleasanter for him to sit on the log and sing, and +see Jonas mend the wheelbarrow, than to go to work himself; and he mistook +that feeling for being tired. Boys often do so when they are set to work. + +Rollo, finding that he had no excuse for sitting there any longer, +presently got up, and sauntered along towards the house, saying that he +was going to work, picking up chips. + +Now there was, in a certain corner of the yard, a considerable space +covered with chips, which were the ones that Rollo had to pick up. He knew +that his father wished to have them put into a kind of a bin in the shed, +called the _chip-bin_. So he went into the house for a basket. + +He found his mother busy; and she said she could not go and get a basket +for him; but she told him the chip-basket was probably in its place in the +shed, and he might go and get that. + +"But," said Rollo, "that is too large. I cannot lift that great basket +full of chips." + +"You need not fill it full then," said his mother. "Put in just as many as +you can easily carry." + +Rollo still objected, saying that he wanted her very much to go and get a +smaller one. He could not work without a smaller one. + +"Very well," said she, "I would rather that you should not work then. The +interruption to me to get up now, and go to look for a smaller basket, +will be greater than all the good you will do in picking up chips." + +Rollo then told her that his father wanted him to work, and he related to +her all the conversation they had had. She then thought that she had +better do all in her power to give Rollo a fair experiment; so she left +her work, went down, got him a basket which he said was just big enough, +and left him at the door, going out to his work in the yard. + + + + +A Bad Beginning. + + +Rollo sat down on the chips, and began picking them up, all around him, +and throwing them into his basket. He soon filled it up, and then lugged +it in, emptied it into the chip-bin, and then returned, and began to fill +it again. + +He had not got his basket more than half full the second time, before he +came upon some very large chips, which were so square and flat, that he +thought they would be good to build houses with. He thought he would just +try them a little, and began to stand them up in such a manner as to make +the four walls of a house. He found, however, an unexpected difficulty; +for although the chips were large and square, yet the edges were so sharp +that they would not stand up very well. + +Some time was spent in trying experiments with them in various ways; but +he could not succeed very well; so he began again industriously to put +them into his basket. + +When he got the basket nearly full, the second time, he thought he was +tired, and that it would be a good plan to take a little time for rest; +and he would go and see Jonas a little while. + +Now his various interruptions and delays, his conversation with his +mother, the delay in getting the basket, and his house-building, had +occupied considerable time; so that, when he went back to Jonas, it was +full half an hour from the time when he left him; and he found that Jonas +had finished mending the wheelbarrow, and had put it in its place, and was +just going away himself into the field. + +"Well, Rollo," said he, "how do you get along with your work?" + +"O, very well," said Rollo; "I have been picking up chips all the time +since I went away from you." + +Rollo did not mean to tell a falsehood. But he was not aware how much of +his time he had idled away. + +"And how many have you got in?" said Jonas. + +"Guess," said Rollo. + +"Six baskets full," said Jonas. + +"No," said Rollo. + +"Eight." + +"No; not so many." + +"How many, then?" said Jonas, who began to be tired of guessing. + +"Two; that is, I have got one in, and the other is almost full." + +"Only two?" said Jonas. "Then you cannot have worked very steadily. Come +here and I will show you how to work." + + + + +What Rollo Might Do. + + +So Jonas walked along to the chips, and asked Rollo to fill up that +basket, and carry it, and then come back, and he would tell him. + +So Rollo filled up the basket, carried it to the bin, and came back very +soon. Jonas told him then to fill it up again as full as it was before. + +"There," said Jonas, when it was done, "now it is as full as the other +was, and I should think you have been less than two minutes in doing it. +We will call it two minutes. Two minutes for each basket full would make +thirty baskets full in an hour. Now, I don't think there are more than +thirty baskets full in all; so that, if you work steadily, but without +hurrying any, you would get them all in in an hour." + +"In an hour?" said Rollo. "Could I get them all in in an hour?" + +"Yes," said Jonas, "I have no doubt you can. But you must not hurry and +get tired out. Work moderately, but _steadily_;--that is the way." + +So Jonas went to the field, leaving Rollo to go on with his thirty +baskets. Rollo thought it would be a fine thing to get the chips all in +before his father should come home, and he went to work very busily +filling his basket the third time. + +"I can do it quicker," said he to himself. "I can fill the basket a great +deal faster than that. I will get it all done in half an hour." + +So he began to throw in the chips as fast as possible, taking up very +large ones too, and tossing them in in any way. Now it happened that he +did fill it this time very quick; for the basket being small, and the +chips that he now selected very large, they did not pack well, but lay up +in every direction, so as apparently to fill up the basket quite full, +when, in fact, there were great empty spaces in it; and when he took it up +to carry it, it felt very light, because it was in great part empty. + +He ran along with it, forgetting Jonas's advice not to hurry, and thinking +that the reason why it seemed so light was because he was so strong. When +he got to the coal-bin, the chips would not come out easily. They were so +large that they had got wedged between the sides of the basket, and he had +hard work to get them out. + +This fretted him, and cooled his ardor somewhat; he walked back rather +slowly, and began again to fill his basket. + + + + +A New Plan. + + +Before he had got many chips in it, however, he happened to think that the +wheelbarrow would be a better thing to get them in with. They would not +stick in that as they did in the basket. "Men always use a wheelbarrow," +he said to himself, "and why should not I?" + +So he turned the chips out of his basket, thus losing so much labor, and +went after the wheelbarrow. He spent some time in looking to see how Jonas +had mended it, and then he attempted to wheel it along to the chips. He +found it quite heavy; but he contrived to get it along, and after losing +considerable time in various delays, he at last had it fairly on the +ground, and began to fill it. + +He found that the chips would go into the wheelbarrow beautifully, and he +was quite pleased with his own ingenuity in thinking of it. He thought he +would take a noble load, and so he filled it almost full, but it took a +long time to do it, for the wheelbarrow was so large that he got tired, +and stopped several times to rest. + +When, at length, it was full, he took hold of the handles, and lifted away +upon it. He found it very heavy. He made another desperate effort, and +succeeded in raising it from the ground a little; but unluckily, as +wheelbarrows are very apt to do when the load is too heavy for the +workman, it tipped down to one side, and, though Rollo exerted all his +strength to save it, it was in vain. + +[Illustration: Too Heavy.] + +Over went the wheelbarrow, and about half of the chips were poured out +upon the ground again. + +"O dear me!" said Rollo; "I wish this wheelbarrow was not so heavy." + +He sat down on the side of the wheelbarrow for a time in despair. He had a +great mind to give up work for that day. He thought he had done enough; he +was tired. But, then, when he reflected that he had only got in three +small baskets of chips, and that his father would see that it was really +true, as he had supposed, that Rollo could not work, he felt a little +ashamed to stop. + +So he tipped the wheelbarrow back, which he could easily do now that the +load was half out, and thought he would wheel those along, and take the +rest next time. + +By great exertions he contrived to stagger along a little way with this +load, until presently the wheel settled into a little low place in the +path, and he could not move it any farther. This worried and troubled him +again. He tried to draw the wheelbarrow back, as he had often seen Jonas +do in similar cases, but in vain. It would not move back or forwards. Then +he went round to the wheel, and pulled upon that; but it would not do. The +wheel held its place immovably. + +Rollo sat down on the grass a minute or two, wishing that he had not +touched the wheelbarrow. It was unwise for him to have left his basket, +his regular and proper mode of carrying the chips, to try experiments with +the wheelbarrow, which he was not at all accustomed to. And now the proper +course for him to have taken, would have been to leave the wheelbarrow +where it was, go and get the basket, take out the chips from the +wheelbarrow, and carry them, a basket full at a time, to the bin, then +take the wheelbarrow to its place, and go on with his work in the way he +began. + +But Rollo, like all other boys who have not learned to work, was more +inclined to get somebody to help him do what was beyond his own strength, +than to go quietly on alone in doing what he himself was able to do. So he +left the wheelbarrow, and went into the house to try to find somebody to +help him. + +He came first into the kitchen, where Mary was at work getting dinner, and +he asked her to come out and help him get his wheelbarrow out of a hole. +Mary said she could not come then, but, if he would wait a few minutes, +she would. Rollo could not wait, but went off in pursuit of his mother. + +"Mother," said he, as he opened the door into her chamber, "could not you +come out and help me get my wheelbarrow along?" + +"What wheelbarrow?" said his mother. + +"Why, the great wheelbarrow. I am wheeling chips in it, and I cannot get +it along." + +"I thought you were picking up chips in the basket I got for you." + +"Yes, mother, I did a little while; but I thought I could get them along +faster with the wheelbarrow." + +"And, instead of that, it seems you cannot get them along at all." + +"Why, mother, it is only one little place. It is in a little hole. If I +could only get it out of that little hole, it would go very well." + +"But it seems to me you are not a very profitable workman, Rollo, after +all. You wanted me very much to go and get you a small basket, because the +common basket was too large and heavy; so I left my work, and went and got +it for you. But you soon lay it aside, and go, of your own accord, and get +something heavier than the common chip-basket, a great deal. And now I +must leave my work and go down and wheel it along for you." + +"Only this once, mother. If you can get it out of this hole for me, I will +be careful not to let it get in again." + +"Well," said his mother at length, "I will go. Though the common way with +wagoners, when they get their loads into difficulty, is to throw a part +off until they lighten it sufficiently, and then go on. I will go this +time; but if you get into difficulty again, you must get out yourself." + +So Rollo and his mother went down together, and she took hold of the +wheelbarrow, and soon got it out. She advised Rollo not to use the +wheelbarrow, but to return to his basket, but yet wished him to do just as +he thought best himself. + +When she had returned to the house, Rollo went on with his load, slowly +and with great difficulty. He succeeded, however, in working it along +until he came to the edge of the platform which was before the shed door, +where he was to carry in his chips. Here, of course, he was at a complete +stand, as he could not get the wheel up such a high step; so he sat down +on the edge of the platform, not knowing what to do next. + +He could not go to his mother, for she had told him that she could not +help him again; so, on the whole, he concluded that he would not pick up +chips any more; he would pile the wood. He recollected that his father had +told him that he might either pick up chips or pile wood; and the last, he +thought, would be much easier. + +"I shall not have any thing to carry or to wheel at all," said he to +himself, "and so I shall not have any of these difficulties." + +So he left his wheelbarrow where it was, at the edge of the platform, +intending to ask Jonas to get it up for him when he should come home. He +went into the shed, and began to pile up the wood. + +It was some very short, small wood, prepared for a stove in his mother's +chamber, and he knew where his father wanted to have it piled--back +against the side of the shed, near where the wood was lying Jonas had +thrown it down there in a heap as he had sawed and split it. + + + + +Hirrup! Hirrup! + + +He began to lay the wood regularly upon the ground where his pile was to +be, and for a few minutes went on very prosperously. But presently he +heard a great trampling in the street, and ran out to see what it was, and +found that it was a large herd of cattle driving by--oxen and cows, and +large and small calves. They filled the whole road as they walked slowly +along, and Rollo climbed up upon the fence, by the side of the gate, to +look at them. He was much amused to see so large a herd, and he watched +all their motions. Some stopped to eat by the road side; some tried to run +off down the lane, but were driven back by boys with long whips, who ran +after them. Others would stand still in the middle of the road and bellow, +and here and there two or three would be seen pushing one another with +their horns, or running up upon a bank by the road side. + +Presently Rollo heard a commotion among the cattle at a little distance, +and, looking that way, saw that Jonas was in among them, with a stick, +driving the about, and calling out, HIRRUP! HIRRUP! At first he could not +think what he was doing; but presently he saw that their own cow had got +in among the others, and Jonas was trying to get her out. + +Some of the men who were driving the herd helped him, and they succeeded, +at length, in getting her away by herself, by the side of the road. The +rest of the cattle moved slowly on, and when they were fairly by, Jonas +called out to Rollo to open the gate and then run away. + +Rollo did, accordingly, open the gate and run up the yard, and presently +he saw the cow coming in, with Jonas after her. + +"Jonas," said Rollo, "how came our cow in among all those?" + +"She got out of the pasture somehow," said Jonas, in reply, "and I must go +and drive her back. How do you get along with your chips?" + +"O, not very well. I want you to help me get the wheelbarrow up on the +platform." + +"The wheelbarrow!" said Jonas. "Are you doing it with the wheelbarrow?" + +"No. I am not picking up chips now at all. I am piling wood. I _did_ have +the wheelbarrow." + +In the mean time, the cow walked along through the yard and out of the +gate into the field, and Jonas said he must go on immediately after her, +to drive her back into the pasture, and put up the fence, and so he could +not stop to help Rollo about the chips; but he would just look in and see +if he was piling the wood right. + +He accordingly just stepped a moment to the shed door, and looked at +Rollo's work. "That will do very well," said he; "only you must put the +biggest ends of the sticks outwards, or it will all tumble down." + +So saying, he turned away, and walked off fast after the cow. + + + + +An Overturn. + + +Rollo stood looking at him for some time, wishing that he was going too. +But he knew that he must not go without his mother's leave, and that, if +he should go in to ask her, Jonas would have gone so far that he should +not be able to overtake him. So he went back to his wood-pile. + +He piled a little more, and as he piled he wondered what Jonas meant by +telling him to put the largest ends outwards. He took up a stick which had +a knot on one end, which made that end much the largest, and laid it on +both ways, first with the knot back against the side of the shed, and then +with the knot in front, towards himself. He did not see but that the stick +lay as steadily in one position as in the other. + +"Jonas was mistaken," said he. "It is a great deal better to put the big +ends back. Then they are out of sight; all the old knots are hid, and the +pile looks handsomer in front." + +So he went on, putting the sticks upon the pile with the biggest ends back +against the shed. By this means the back side of the pile began soon to be +the highest, and the wood slanted forward, so that, when it was up nearly +as high as his head, it leaned forward so as to be quite unsteady. Rollo +could not imagine what made his pile act so. He thought he would put on +one stick more, and then leave it. But, as he was putting on this stick, +he found that the whole pile was very unsteady. He put his hand upon it, +and shook it a little, to see if it was going to fall, when he found it +was coming down right upon him, and had just time to spring back before it +fell. + +He did not get clear, however; for, as he stepped suddenly back, he +tumbled over the wood which was lying on the ground, and fell over +backwards; and a large part of the pile came down upon him. + +He screamed out with fright and pain, for he bruised himself a little in +falling; though the wood which fell upon him was so small and light that +it did not do much serious injury. + +Rollo stopped crying pretty soon, and went into the house; and that +evening, when his father came home, he went to him, and said, + +"Father, you were right, after all; I _don't_ know how to work any better +than Elky." + + + + + +THE TWO LITTLE WHEELBARROWS. + + + + +Rides. + + +Rollo often used to ride out with his father and mother. When he was quite +a small boy, he did not know how to manage so as to get frequent rides. He +used to keep talking, himself, a great deal, and interrupting his father +and mother, when they wanted to talk; and if he was tired, he would +complain, and ask them, again and again, when they should get home. Then +he was often thirsty, and would tease his father and mother for water, in +places where there was no water to be got, and then fret because he was +obliged to wait a little while. In consequence of this, his father and +mother did not take him very often. When they wanted a quiet, still, +pleasant ride, they had to leave Rollo behind. A great many children act +just as Rollo did, and thus deprive themselves of a great many very +pleasant rides. + +Rollo observed, however, that his uncle almost always took Lucy with him +when he went to ride. And one day, when he was playing in the yard where +Jonas was at work setting out trees, he saw his uncle riding by, with +another person in the chaise, and Lucy sitting between them on a little +low seat. Lucy smiled and nodded as she went by; and when she had gone, +Rollo said, + +"There goes Lucy, taking a ride. Uncle almost always takes her, when he +goes any where. I wonder why father does not take me as often." + +"I know why," said Jonas. + +"What is the reason?" said Rollo. + +"Because you are troublesome, and Lucy is not. If I was a boy like you, I +should manage so as almost always to ride with my father." + +"Why, what should you do?" said Rollo. + +"Why, in the first place, I should never find fault with my seat. I should +sit exactly where they put me, without any complaint. Then I should not +talk much, and I should _never_ interrupt them when they were talking. If +I saw any thing on the road that I wanted to ask about, I should wait +until I had a good opportunity to do it without disturbing their +conversation; and then, if I wanted any thing to eat or drink, I should +not ask for it, unless I was in a place where they could easily get it for +me. Thus I should not be any trouble to them, and so they would let me go +almost always." + +Rollo was silent. He began to recollect how much trouble he had given his +parents, when riding with them, without thinking of it at the time. He did +not say any thing to Jonas about it, but he secretly resolved to try +Jonas's experiment the very next time he went to ride. + +He did so, and in a very short time his father and mother both perceived +that there was, some how or other, a great change in his manners. He had +ceased to be troublesome, and had become quite a pleasant travelling +companion. And the effect was exactly as Jonas had foretold. His father +and mother liked very much to have such a still, pleasant little boy +sitting between them; and at last they began almost to think they could +not have a pleasant ride themselves, unless Rollo was with them. + +They used to put a little cricket in, upon the bottom of the chaise, for +Rollo to sit upon; but this was not very convenient, and so one day +Rollo's father said that, now Rollo had become so pleasant a boy to ride +with them, he would have a little seat made on purpose for him. "In fact," +said he, "I will take the chaise down to the corporal's to-night, and see +if he cannot do it for me." + +"And may I go with you?" said Rollo. + +"Yes," said his father, "you may." + +Rollo was always very much pleased when his father let him go to the +corporal's. + + + + +The Corporal's. + + +But perhaps the reader will like to know who this corporal was that Rollo +was so desirous of going to see. He was an old soldier, who had become +disabled in the wars, so that he could not go out to do very hard work, +but was very ingenious in making and mending things, and he had a little +shop down by the mill, where he used to work. + +Rollo often went there with Jonas, to carry a chair to be mended, or to +get a lock or latch put in order; and sometimes to buy a basket, or a +rake, or some simple thing that the corporal knew how to make. A corporal, +you must know, is a kind of an officer in a company. This man had been +such an officer; and so they always called him the corporal. I never knew +what his other name was. + +That evening Rollo and his father set off in the chaise to go to the +corporal's. It was not very far. They rode along by some very pleasant +farm-houses, and came at length to the house where Georgie lived. They +then went down the hill; but, just before they came to the bridge, they +turned off among the trees, into a secluded road, which led along the bank +of the stream. After going on a short distance, they came out into a kind +of opening among the trees, where a mill came into view, by the side of +the stream; and opposite to it, across the road, under the trees, was the +corporal's little shop. + +The trees hung over the shop, and behind it there was a high rocky hill +almost covered with forest trees. Between the shop and the mill they could +see the road winding along a little way still farther up the stream, until +it was lost in the woods. + +[Illustration: The Corporal's] + +As soon as Rollo came in sight of the shop, he saw a little wheelbarrow +standing up by the side of the door. It was just large enough for him, and +he called out for his father to look at it. + +"It is a very pretty little wheelbarrow," said his father. + +"I wish you would buy it for me. How much do you suppose the corporal asks +for it?" + +"We will talk with him about it," said his father. + +So saying, they drove up to the side of the road near the mill, and +fastened the horse at a post. Then Rollo clambered down out of the chaise, +and he and his father walked into the shop. + +They found the corporal busily at work mending a chair-bottom. Rollo stood +by, much pleased to see him weave in the flags, while his father explained +to the corporal that he wanted a small seat made in front, in his chaise. + +"I do not know whether you can do it, or not," said he. + +"What sort of a seat do you want?" + +"I thought," said he, "that you might make a little seat, with two legs to +it in front, and then fasten the back side of it to the front of the +chaise-box." + +"Yes," said the corporal, "that will do I think; but I must have a little +blacksmith work to fasten the seat properly behind, so that you can slip +it out when you are not using it. Let us go and see." + +So the corporal rose to go out and see the chaise, and as they passed by +the wheelbarrow at the door, as they went out, Rollo asked him what was +the price of that little wheelbarrow. + +"That is not for sale, my little man. That is engaged. But I can make you +one, if your father likes. I ask three quarters of a dollar for them." + +Rollo looked at it very wishfully, and the corporal told him that he might +try it if he chose. "Wheel it about," said he, "while your father and I +are looking at the chaise." + +So Rollo trundled the wheelbarrow up and down the road with great +pleasure. It was light, and it moved easily. He wished he had such a one. +It would not tip over, he said, like that great heavy one at home; he +thought he could wheel it even if it was full of stones. He ran down with +it to the shore of the stream, where there were plenty of stones lying, +intending to load it up, and try it. But when he got there, he recollected +that he had not had liberty to put any thing in it; and so he determined +at once that he would not. + +Just then his father called him. So he wheeled the wheelbarrow back to its +place, and told the corporal that he liked it very much. He wanted his +father to engage one for him then, but he did not ask him. He thought +that, as he had already expressed a wish for one, it would be better not +to say any thing about it again, but to wait and let his father do as he +pleased. + +As they were going home, his father said, + +"That was a very pretty wheelbarrow, Rollo, I think myself." + +"Yes, it was beautiful, father. It was so light, and went so easy! I wish +you would buy me one, father." + +"I would, my son, but I think a wheelbarrow will give you more pleasure at +some future time, than it will now." + +"When do you mean?" + +"When you have learned to work." + +"But I want the wheelbarrow to _play_ with." + +"I know you do; but you would take a great deal more solid and permanent +satisfaction in such a thing, if you were to use it for doing some useful +work." + +"When shall I learn to work, father?" said Rollo. + +"I have been thinking that it is full time now. You are about six years +old, and they say that a boy of _seven_ years old is able to earn his +living." + +"Well, father, I wish you would teach me to work. What should you do +first?" + +"The first lesson would be to teach you to do some common, easy work, +_steadily_." + +"Why, father, I can do that now, without being taught." + +"I think you are mistaken about that. A boy works steadily when he goes +directly forward in his work, without stopping to rest, or to contrive new +ways of doing it, or to see other people, or to talk. Now, do you think +you could work steadily an hour, without stopping for any of these +reasons?" + +"Why--yes," said Rollo. + +"I will try you to-morrow," said his father. + + + + +The Old Nails. + + +The next morning, after breakfast, Rollo's father told him he was ready +for him to go to his work. He took a small basket in his hand, and led +Rollo out into the barn, and told him to wait there a few minutes, and he +would bring him something to do. + +Rollo sat down on a little bundle of straw, wondering what his work was +going to be. + +Presently his father came back, bringing in his hands a box full of old +nails, which he got out of an old store-room, in a corner of the barn. He +brought it along, and set it down on the barn floor. + +"Why, father," said Rollo, "what am I going to do with those old nails?" + +"You are going to _sort_ them. Here are a great many kinds, all together. +I want them all picked over--those that are alike put by themselves. I +will tell you exactly how to do it." + +Rollo put his hand into the box, and began to pick up some of the nails, +and look them over, while his father was speaking; but his father told him +to put them down, and not begin until he had got all his directions. + +"You must listen," said he, "and understand the directions now, for I +cannot tell you twice." + +He then took a little wisp of straw, and brushed away a clean place upon +the barn floor, and then poured down the nails upon it. + +"O, how many nails!" said Rollo. + +His father then took up a handful of them, and showed Rollo that there +were several different sizes; and he placed them down upon the floor in +little heaps, each size by itself. Those that were crooked also he laid +away in a separate pile. + +"Now, Rollo," said he, "I want you to go to work sorting these nails, +steadily and industriously, until they are all done. There are not more +than three or four kinds of nails, and you can do them pretty fast if you +work _steadily_, and do not get to playing with them. If you find any +pieces of iron, or any thing else that you do not know what to do with, +lay them aside, and go on with the nails. Do you understand it all?" + +Rollo said he did, and so his father left him, and went into the house. +Rollo sat down upon the clean barn floor, and began his task. + +"I don't think this is any great thing," said he; "I can do this easily +enough;" and he took up some of the nails, and began to arrange them as +his father had directed. + +But Rollo did not perceive what the real difficulty in his task was. It +was, indeed, very easy to see what nails were large, and what were small, +and what were of middle size, and to put them in their proper heaps. There +was nothing very hard in that. The difficulty was, that, after having +sorted a few, it would become tedious and tiresome work, doing it there +all alone in the barn,--picking out old nails, with nobody to help him, +and nobody to talk to, and nothing to see, but those little heaps of rusty +iron on the floor. + +This, I say, was the real trouble; and Rollo's father knew, when he set +his little boy about it, that he would soon get very tired of it, and, not +being accustomed to any thing but play, would not persevere. + +And so it was. Rollo sorted out a few, and then he began to think that it +was rather tiresome to be there all alone; and he thought it would be a +good plan for him to go and ask his father to let him go and get his +cousin James to come and help him. + +He accordingly laid down the nails he had in his hand, and went into the +house, and found his father writing at a table. + +"What is the matter now?" said his father. + +"Why, father," said Rollo, "I thought I should like to have James come and +help me, if you are willing;--we can get them done so much quicker if +there are two." + +"But my great object is, not to get the nails sorted very quick, but to +teach you patient industry. I know it is tiresome for you to be alone, but +that is the very reason why I wish you to be alone. I want you to learn to +persevere patiently in doing any thing, even if it is tiresome. What I +want to teach you is, to _work_, not to _play_." + +Rollo felt disappointed, but he saw that his father was right, and he went +slowly back to his task. He sorted out two or three handfuls more, but he +found there was no pleasure in it, and he began to be very sorry his +father had set him at it. + +Having no heart for his work, he did not go on with alacrity, and of +course made very slow progress. He ought to have gone rapidly forward, and +not thought any thing about the pleasantness or unpleasantness of it, but +only been anxious to finish the work, and please his father. Instead of +that, he only lounged over it--looked at the heap of nails, and sighed to +think how large it was. He could not sort all those, possibly, he said. He +knew he could not. It would take him forever. + +Still he could not think of any excuse for leaving his work again, until, +after a little while, he came upon a couple of screws. "And now what shall +I do with these?" said he. + +He took the screws, and laid them side by side, to measure them, so as to +see which was the largest. Then he rolled them about a little, and after +playing with them for a little time, during which, of course, his work was +entirely neglected, he concluded he would go and ask his father what he +was to do with screws. + +He accordingly walked slowly along to the house, stopping to look at the +grasshoppers and butterflies by the way. After wasting some time in this +manner, he appeared again at his father's table, and wanted to know what +he should do with the _screws_ that he found among the nails. + +"You ought not to have left your work to come and ask that question," said +his father. "I am afraid you are not doing very well. I gave you all the +necessary instructions. Go back to your work." + +"But, father," said Rollo, "as he went out, I do not know what I am to do +with the screws. You did not say any thing about screws." + +"Then why do you leave your work to ask me any thing about them?" + +"Why,--because,--" said Rollo, hesitating. He did not know what to say. + +"Your work is to sort out the _nails_, and I expect, by your coming to me +for such frivolous reasons, that you are not going on with it very well." + +Rollo went slowly out of the room, and sauntered along back to his work. +He put the screws aside, and went on with the nails, but he did very +little. When the heart is not in the work, it always goes on very slowly. + +Thus an hour or two of the forenoon passed away, and Rollo made very +little progress. At last his father came out to see what he had done; and +it was very plain that he had been idling away his time, and had +accomplished very little indeed. + +His father then said that he might leave his work and come in. Rollo +walked along by the side of his father, and he said to him-- + +"I see, Rollo, that I shall not succeed in teaching you to work +industriously, without something more than kind words." + +Rollo knew not what to say, and so he was silent. He felt guilty and +ashamed. + +"I gave you work to do which was very easy and plain, but you have been +leaving it repeatedly for frivolous reasons; and even while you were over +your work, you have not been industrious. Thus you have wasted your +morning entirely; you have neither done work nor enjoyed play. + +"I was afraid it would be so," he continued. "Very few boys can be taught +to work industriously, without being compelled; though I hoped that my +little Rollo could have been. But as it is, as I find that persuasion will +not do, I must do something more decided. I should do very wrong to let +you grow up an idle boy; and it is time for you to begin to learn to do +something besides play." + +He said this in a kind, but very serious tone, and it was plain he was +much displeased. He told Rollo, a minute or two after, that he might go, +then, where he pleased, and that he would consider what he should do, and +tell him some other time. + + + + +A Conversation. + + +That evening, when Rollo was just going to bed, his father took him up in +his lap, and told him he had concluded what to do. + +"You see it is very necessary," said he, "that you should have the power +of confining yourself steadily and patiently to a single employment, even +if it does not amuse you. _I_ have to do that, and all people have to do +it, and you must learn to do it, or you will grow up indolent and useless. +You cannot do it now, it is very plain. If I set you to doing any thing, +you go on as long as the novelty and the amusement last, and then your +patience is gone, and you contrive every possible excuse for getting away +from your task. Now, I am going to give you one hour's work to do, every +forenoon and afternoon. I shall give you such things to do, as are +perfectly plain and easy, so that you will have no excuse for neglecting +your work or leaving it. But yet I shall choose such things as will afford +you no amusement; for I want you to learn to _work_, not play." + +"But, father," said Rollo, "you told me there was pleasure in work, the +other day. But how can there be any pleasure in it, if you choose such +things as have no amusement in them, at all?" + +"The pleasure of working," said his father, "is not the fun of doing +amusing things, but the satisfaction and solid happiness of being faithful +in duty, and accomplishing some useful purpose. For example, if I were to +lose my pocket-book on the road, and should tell you to walk back a mile, +and look carefully all the way until you found it, and if you did it +faithfully and carefully, you would find a kind of satisfaction in doing +it; and when you found the pocket-book, and brought it back to me, you +would enjoy a high degree of happiness. Should not you?" + +"Why, yes, sir, I should," said Rollo. + +"And yet there would be no _amusement_ in it. You might, perhaps, the next +day, go over the same road, catching butterflies: that would be amusement. +Now, the pleasure you would enjoy in looking for the pocket-book, would be +the solid satisfaction of useful work. The pleasure of catching +butterflies would be the amusement of play. Now, the difficulty is, with +you, that you have scarcely any idea, yet, of the first. You are all the +time looking for the other, that is, the amusement. You begin to work when +I give you any thing to do, but if you do not find _amusement_ in it, you +soon give it up. But if you would only persevere, you would find, at +length, a solid satisfaction, that would be worth a great deal more." + +Rollo sat still, and listened, but his father saw, from his looks, that he +was not much interested in what he was saying; and he perceived that it +was not at all probable that so small a boy could be _reasoned_ into +liking work. In fact, it was rather hard for Rollo to understand all that +his father said,--and still harder for him to feel the force of it. He +began to grow sleepy, and so his father let him go to bed. + + + + +Rollo Learns to Work at Last. + + +The next day his father gave him his work. He was to begin at ten o'clock, +and work till eleven, gathering beans in the garden. His father went out +with him, and waited to see how long it took him to gather half a pint, +and then calculated how many he could gather in an hour, if he was +industrious. Rollo knew that if he failed now, he should be punished in +some way, although his father did not say any thing about punishment. When +he was set at work the day before, about the nails, he was making an +experiment, as it were, and he did not expect to be actually punished if +he failed; but now he knew that he was under orders, and must obey. + +So he worked very diligently, and when his father came out at the end of +the hour, he found that Rollo had got rather more beans than he had +expected. Rollo was much gratified to see his father pleased; and he +carried in his large basket full of beans to show his mother, with great +pleasure. Then he went to play, and enjoyed himself very highly. + +The next morning, his father said to him, + +"Well, Rollo, you did very well yesterday; but doing right once is a very +different thing from forming a habit of doing right. I can hardly expect +you will succeed as well to-day; or, if you should to-day, that you will +to-morrow." + +Rollo thought he should. His work was to pick up all the loose stones in +the road, and carry them, in a basket, to a great heap of stones behind +the barn. But he was not quite faithful. His father observed him playing +several times. He did not speak to him, however, until the hour was over, +and then he called him in. + +"Rollo," said he, "you have failed to-day. You have not been very idle, +but have not been industrious; and the punishment which I have concluded +to try first, is, to give you only bread and water for dinner." + +So, when dinner time came, and the family sat down to the good beefsteak +and apple-pie which was upon the table, Rollo knew that he was not to +come. He felt very unhappy, but he did not cry. His father called him, and +cut off a good slice of bread, and put into his hands, and told him he +might go and eat it on the steps of the back door. "If you should be +thirsty," he added, "you may ask Mary to give you some water." + +Rollo took the bread, and went out, and took his solitary seat on the +stone step leading into the back yard, and, in spite of all his efforts to +prevent it, the tears would come into his eyes. He thought of his guilt in +disobeying his father, and he felt unhappy to think that his father and +mother were seated together at their pleasant table, and that he could not +come because he had been an undutiful son. He determined that he would +never be unfaithful in his work again. + +He went on, after this, several days, very well. His father gave him +various kinds of work to do, and he began at last to find a considerable +degree of satisfaction in doing it. He found, particularly, that he +enjoyed himself a great deal more after his work than before, and whenever +he saw what he had done, it gave him pleasure. After he had picked up the +loose stones before the house, for instance, he drove his hoop about +there, with unusual satisfaction; enjoying the neat and tidy appearance of +the road much more than he would have done if Jonas had cleared it. In +fact, in the course of a month, Rollo became quite a faithful and +efficient little workman. + + + + +The Corporal's Again. + + +"Now," said his father to him one day, after he had been doing a fine job +of wood-piling,--"now we will go and talk with the corporal about a +wheelbarrow. Or do you think you could find the way yourself?" + +Rollo said he thought he could. + +"Very well, you may go; I believe I shall let you have a wheelbarrow now, +and you can ask him how soon he can have it done." + +Rollo clapped his hands, and capered about, and asked his father how long +he thought it would be before he could have it. + +"O, you will learn," said he, "when you come to talk with the corporal." + +"Do you think it will be a week?" + +"I think it probable that he could make one in less than a week," said his +father, smiling. + +"Well, how soon?" said Rollo. + +"O, I cannot tell you: wait till you get to his shop, and then you will +see." + +Rollo saw that, for some reason or other, his father was not inclined to +talk about the time when he should have his wheelbarrow, but he could not +think why; however, he determined to get the corporal to make it as quick +as he could, at any rate. + +It was about the middle of the afternoon that Rollo set off to go for his +wheelbarrow. His mother told him he might go and get his cousin James to +go with him if he chose. So he walked along towards the bridge, and, +instead of turning at once off there to go towards the mill, he went on +over the bridge towards the house where James lived. James came with him, +and they walked back very pleasantly together. + +When they got back across the bridge again, they turned off towards the +mill, talking about the wheelbarrow. Rollo told James about his learning +to work, and about his having seen the wheelbarrow at the corporal's, and +how he trundled it about, and liked it very much. + +"I should like to see it very much," said James. "I suppose I can, when we +get to the corporal's shop." + +"No," said Rollo, "he said that that wheelbarrow was engaged; and I +suppose it has been taken away before this time." + +Just then the corner of the corporal's shop began to corner into view, and +presently the door came in sight, and James called out, + +"Yes, yes, there it is. I see it standing up by the side of the door." + +"No," said Rollo, "that is not it. That is a green one." + +"What color was the wheelbarrow that you saw?" asked James. + +"It was not any color; it was not painted," said Rollo. "I wonder whose +that wheelbarrow can be?" + +The boys walked along, and presently came to the door of the shop. They +opened the door, and went in. There was nobody there. + +Various articles were around the room. There was a bench at one side, near +a window; and there were a great many tools upon it, and upon shelves over +it. On another side of the shop was a lathe, a curious sort of a machine, +that the corporal used a great deal, in some of his nicest work. Then +there were a good many things there, which were sent in to be mended, such +as chairs, a spinning-wheel, boys' sleds, and one or two large +wheelbarrows. + +The boys walked around the room a few minutes, looking at the various +things; and at last Rollo spied another little wheelbarrow, on a shelf. It +was very much like the one at the door, only it was painted green. + +Rollo said that that one looked exactly like the one he trundled when he +was there before, only it was green. + +"Perhaps he has painted it since," said James; "let us go to the door, and +look at the other one, and see which is the biggest." + +So they went to the door, and found that the blue one was a little the +biggest. + +Just then they saw the corporal coming across the road, with a hatchet in +his hand. He had been to grind it at the mill, where there was a +grindstone, that went round by water. + +"Ah, boys," said he, "how do you do? Have you come for your wheelbarrow, +Rollo." + +"Yes, sir," said Rollo; "how soon can you get it done?" + +"Done? it is done now," said he; "there it is." And he took the blue +wheelbarrow, which was at the door, and set it down in the path. + +"That is not mine," said Rollo, "is it?" + +"Yes," said the corporal; "your father spoke for it a week ago." + +Rollo took hold of his wheelbarrow, and began to wheel it along. He liked +it very much. + +[Illustration: Rollo Took Hold of His Wheelbarrow.] + +James said he wished he could have one too, and while Rollo was talking +with the corporal, he could not help looking at the green one on the +shelf, which he thought was just about as big as he should like. + +The corporal asked him if he wanted to see that one, and he took it down +for him. James took hold of the handles, and tried it a little, back and +forth on the floor, and then he said it was just about big enough for him. + +"Who is this for?" said he to the corporal. + +"I do not know," said the corporal; "a gentleman bespoke it some time ago. +I do not know what his name is." + +Just then he seemed to see somebody out of the window. + +"Ah! here he comes now!" he exclaimed suddenly. + +Just then the door opened, and whom should the boys see coming in, but +their uncle George! + +"Why, James," said he, "have you got hold of your wheelbarrow already?" + +"_My_ wheelbarrow!" said James. "Is this mine?" + +"Yes," said his uncle, "I got it made to give to you. But when I found +that Rollo was having one made, I waited for his to be done, so that you +might have them both together. So trundle them home." + +So the boys set off on the run down the road, in fine style, with their +wheelbarrows trundling beautifully before them. + + + + + +CAUSEY-BUILDING. + + + + +Sand-Men. + + +Next to little wooden blocks, I think that good, clean sand is an +excellent thing for children to play with. When it is a little damp, it +will remain in any shape you put it in, and you can build houses and +cities, and make roads and canals in it. At any rate, Rollo and his cousin +James used to be very fond of going down to a certain place in the brook, +where there was plenty of sand, and playing in it. It was of a gray color, +and somewhat mixed with pebble-stones; but then they used to like the +pebble-stones very much to make walls with, and to stone up the little +wells which they made in the sand. + +One Wednesday afternoon, they were there playing very pleasantly with the +sand. They had been building a famous city, and, after amusing themselves +with it some time, they had knocked down the houses, and trampled the sand +all about again. James then said he meant to go to the barn and get his +horse-cart, and haul a load of sand to market. + +Now there was a place around behind a large rock near there, which the +boys called their barn; and Rollo and James went to it, and pulled out +their two little wheelbarrows, which they called their horse-carts. They +wheeled them down to the edge of the water, and began to take up the sand +by double handfuls, and put it in. + +When they had got their carts loaded, they began to wheel them around to +the trees, and stones, and bushes, saying, + +"Who'll buy my sand?" + +"Who'll buy my white sand?" + +"Who'll buy my gray sand?" + +"Who'll buy my black sand?" + +But they did not seem to find any purchaser; and at last Rollo said, +suddenly, + +"O, I know who will buy our sand." + +"Who?" said James. + +"Mother." + +"So she will," said James. "We will wheel it up to the house." + +So they set off, and began wheeling their loads of sand up the pathway +among the trees. They went on a little way, and presently stopped, and sat +down on a bank to rest. Here they found a number of flowers, which they +gathered and stuck up in the sand, so that their loads soon made a very +gay appearance. + +Just as they were going to set out again, Rollo said, + +"But, James, how are we going to get through the quagmire?" + +"O," said James, "we can step along on the bank by the side of the path." + +"No," said Rollo; "for we cannot get our wheelbarrows along there." + +"Why, yes,--we got them along there when we came down." + +"But they were empty and light then; now they are loaded and heavy." + +"So they are; but I think we can get along; it is not very muddy there +now." + +The place which the boys called the quagmire, was a low place in the +pathway, where it was almost always muddy. This pathway was made by the +cows, going up and down to drink; and it was a good, dry, and hard path in +all places but one. This, in the spring of the year, was very wet and +miry; and, during the whole summer, it was seldom perfectly dry. The boys +called it the quagmire, and they used to get by on one side, in among the +bushes. + +They found that it was not very muddy at this time, and they contrived to +get through with their loads of sand, and soon got to the house. They +trundled their wheelbarrows up to the door leading out to the garden; and +Rollo knocked at the door. + +Now Rollo's mother happened, at this time, to be sitting at the +back-parlor window, and she heard their voices as they came along the +yard. So, supposing the knocking was some of their play, she just looked +out of the window, and called out, + +"Who's there?" + +"Some sand-men," Rollo answered, "who have got some sand to sell." + +His mother looked out of the window, and had quite a talk with them about +their sand; she asked them where it came from, what color it was, and +whether it was free from pebble-stones. The boys had to admit that there +were a good many pebble-stones in it, and that pebble-stones were not very +good to scour floors with. + + + + +The Gray Garden. + + +At last, Rollo's mother recommended that they should carry the sand out to +a corner of the yard, where the chips used to be, and spread it out there, +and stick their flowers up in it for a garden. + +The boys liked this plan very much. "We can make walks and beds, +beautifully, in the sand," said Rollo. "But, mother, do you think the +flowers will grow?" + +"No," said his mother, "flowers will not grow in sand; but, as it is +rather a shady place, and you can water them occasionally, they will keep +green and bright a good many days, and then, you know, you can get some +more." + +So the boys wheeled the sand out to the corner of the yard, took the +flowers out carefully, and then tipped the sand down and spread it out. +They tried to make walks and beds, but they found they had not got as much +sand as they wanted. So they concluded to go back and get some more. + +In fact, they found that, by getting a great many wheelbarrow loads of +sand, they could cover over the whole corner, and make a noble large place +for a sand-garden. And then, besides, as James said, when they were tired +of it for a garden, they could build cities there, instead of having to go +away down to the brook. + +So they went on wheeling their loads of sand, for an hour or two. James +had not learned to work as well as Rollo had, and he was constantly +wanting to stop, and run into the woods, or play in the water; but Rollo +told him it would be better to get all the sand up, first. They at last +got quite a great heap, and then went and got a rake and hoe to level it +down smooth. + +Thus the afternoon passed away; and at last Mary told the boys that they +must come and get ready for tea, for she was going to carry it in soon. + + + + +A Contract. + + +So Rollo and James brushed the loose sand from their clothes, and washed +their faces and hands, and went in. As tea was not quite ready, they sat +down on the front-door steps before Rollo's father, who was then sitting +in his arm-chair in the entry, reading. + +He shut up the book, and began to talk with the boys. + +"Well, boys," said he, "what have you been doing all this afternoon?" + +"O," said Rollo, "we have been hard at work." + +"And what have you been doing?" + +Rollo explained to his father that they had been making a sand-garden out +in a corner of the yard, and they both asked him to go with them and see +it. + +They all three accordingly went out behind the house, the children running +on before. + +"But, boys," said Rollo's father, as they went on, "how came your feet so +muddy?" + +"O," said James, "they got muddy in the quagmire." + +The boys explained how they could not go around the quagmire with their +loaded wheelbarrows, and so had to pick their way through it the best way +they could; and thus they got their shoes muddy a little; but they said +they were as careful as they could be. + +When they came to the sand-garden, Rollo's father smiled to see the beds +and walks, and the rows of flowers stuck up in the sand. It made quite a +gay appearance. After looking at it some time, they went slowly back +again, and as they were walking across the yard, + +"Father," said Rollo, "do you not think that is a pretty good garden?" + +"Why, yes," said his father, "pretty good." + +"Don't you think we have worked pretty well?" + +"Why, I think I should call that play, not work." + +"Not work!" said Rollo. "Is it not work to wheel up such heavy loads of +sand? You don't know how heavy they were." + +"I dare say it was hard; but boys _play_ hard, sometimes, as well as work +hard." + +"But I should think ours, this afternoon, was work," said Rollo. + +"Work," replied his father, "is when you are engaged in doing any thing in +order to produce some useful result. When you are doing any thing only for +the amusement of it, without any useful result, it is play. Still, in one +sense, your wheeling the sand was work. But it was not very useful work; +you will admit that." + +"Yes, sir," said Rollo. + +"Well, boys, how should you like to do some useful work for me, with your +wheelbarrows? I will hire you." + +"O, we should like that very much," said James. "How much should you pay +us?" + +"That would depend upon how much work you do. I should pay you what the +work was fairly worth; as much as I should have to pay a man, if I were to +hire a man to do it." + +"What should you give us to do?" said Rollo. + +"I don't know. I should think of some job. How should you like to fill up +the quagmire?" + +"Fill up the quagmire!" said Rollo. "How could we do that?" + +"You might fill it up with stones. There are a great many small stones +lying around there, which you might pick up and put into your +wheelbarrows, and wheel them along, and tip them over into the quagmire; +and when you have filled the path all up with stones, cover them over with +gravel, and it will make a good causey." + +"Causey?" said Rollo. + +"Yes, causey," said his father; "such a hard, dry road, built along a +muddy place, is called a causey." + +They had got to the tea-table by this time; and while at tea, Rollo's +father explained the plan to them more fully. He said he would pay them a +cent for every two loads of stones or gravel which they should wheel in to +make the causey. + +They were going to ask some more questions about it, but he told them he +could not talk any more about it then, but that they might go and ask +Jonas how they should do it, after tea. + + + + +Instructions. + + +They went out into the kitchen, after tea, to find Jonas; but he was not +there. They then went out into the yard; and presently James saw him over +beyond the fence, walking along the lane. Rollo called out, + +"Jonas! Jonas! where are you going?" + +"I am going after the cows." + +"We want you!" said Rollo, calling out loud. + +"What for?" said Jonas. + +"We want to talk with you about something." + +Just then, Rollo's mother, hearing this hallooing, looked out of the +window, and told the boys they must not make so much noise. + +"Why, we want Jonas," said Rollo; "and he has gone to get the cows." + +"Well, you may go with him," said she, "if you wish; and you can talk on +the way." + +So the boys took their hats and ran, and soon came to where Jonas was: for +he had been standing still, waiting for them. + +They walked along together, and the boys told Jonas what their father had +said. Jonas said he should be very glad to have the quagmire filled up, +but he was afraid it would not do any good for him to give them any +directions. + +"Why?" said James. + +"Because," said Jonas, "little boys will never follow any directions. They +always want to do the work their own way." + +"O, but we _will_ obey the directions," said Rollo. + +"Do you remember about the wood-pile?" said Jonas. + +Rollo hung his head, and looked a little ashamed. + +"What was it about the wood-pile?" said James. + +"Why, I told Rollo," said Jonas, "that he ought to pile wood with the big +ends in front, but he did not mind it; he thought it was better to have +the big ends back, out of sight; and that made the pile lean forward; and +presently it all fell over upon him." + +"Did it?" said James. "Did it hurt you much, Rollo?" + +"No, not much. But we will follow the directions now, Jonas, if you will +tell us what to do." + +"Very well," said Jonas, "I will try you. + +"In the first place, you must get a few old pieces of board, and lay them +along the quagmire to step upon, so as not to get your feet muddy. Then +you must go and get a load of stones, in each wheelbarrow, and wheel them +along. You must not tip them down at the beginning of the muddy place, for +then they will be in your way when you come with the next load. + +"You must go on with them, one of you right behind the other, both +stepping carefully on the boards, till you get to the farther end, and +there tip them over both together. Then you must turn round yourselves, +but not turn your wheelbarrows round. You must face the other way, and +_draw_ your wheelbarrows out." + +"Why?" said James. + +"Because," said Jonas, "it would be difficult to turn your wheelbarrows +round there among the mud and stones, but you can draw them out very +easily. + +"Then, besides, you must not attempt to go by one another. You must both +stop at the same time, but as near one another as you can, and go out just +as you came in; that is, if Rollo came in first, and James after him, +James must come up as near to Rollo as he can, and then, when the loads +are tipped over, and you both turn round, James will be before Rollo, and +will draw his wheelbarrow out first. Do you understand?" + +"Yes," said James. + +"Must we always go in together?" asked Rollo. + +"Yes, that is better." + +"Why?" + +"Because, if you go in at different times, you will be in one another's +way. One will be going out when the other is coming in, and so you will +interfere with one another. Then, besides, if you fill the wheelbarrows +together, and wheel together, you will always be in company,--which is +pleasanter." + +"Well, we will," said Rollo. + +"After you have wheeled one load apiece in, you must go and get another, +and wheel that in as far as you can. Tip them over on the top of the +others, if you can, or as near as you can. Each time you will not go in +quite so far as before, so that at last you will have covered the quagmire +all over with stones once." + +"And then must we put on the gravel?" + +"O no. That will not be stones enough. They would sink down into the mud, +and the water would come up over them. So you must wheel on more." + +"But how can we?" said James. "We cannot wheel on the top of all those +stones." + +"No," said Jonas; "so you must go up to the house and get a pretty long, +narrow board, as long as you and Rollo can carry, and bring it down and +lay it along on the top of the stones. Perhaps you will have to move the +stones a little, so as to make it steady; and then you can wheel on that. +If one board is not long enough, you must go and get two. And you must put +them down on one side of the path, so that the stones will go into the +middle of the path and upon the other side, so as not to cover up the +board. + +"Then, when you have put loads of stones all along in this way, you must +shift your boards over to the other side of the path, and then wheel on +them again; and that will fill up the side where the boards lay at first. +And so, after a while, you will get the whole pathway filled up with +stones, as high as you please. I should think you had better fill it up +nearly level with the bank on each side." + +By this time the boys came to the bars that led into the pasture, and they +went in and began to look about for the cows. Jonas did not see them any +where near, and so he told the boys that they might stay there and pick +some blackberries, while he went on and found them. He said he thought +that they must be out by the boiling spring. + +This boiling spring, as they called it, was a beautiful spring, from which +fine cool water was always boiling up out of the sand. It was in a narrow +glen, shaded by trees, and the water running down into a little sort of +meadow, kept the grass green there, even in very dry times; so that the +cows were very fond of this spot. + +James and Rollo remained, according to Jonas's proposal, near the bars, +while he went along the path towards the spring. Rollo and James had a +fine time gathering blackberries, until, at last, they saw the cows +coming, lowing along the path. Presently they saw Jonas's head among the +bushes. + +[Illustration: The Cows.] + +When he came up to the boys, he told them it was lucky that they did not +go with him. + +"Why?" said Rollo. + +"I came upon an enormous hornet's nest, and you would very probably have +got stung." + +"Where was it?" said James. + +"O, it was right over the path, just before you get to the spring." + +The boys said they were very sorry to hear that, for now they could not go +to the spring any more; but Jonas said he meant to destroy the nest. + +"How shall you destroy it?" said Rollo. + +"I shall burn it up." + +"But how can you?" said Rollo. + +Jonas then explained to them how he was going to burn the hornet's nest. +He said he should take a long pole with two prongs at one end like a +pitchfork, and with that fork up a bunch of hay. Then he should set the +top of the hay on fire, and stand it up directly under the nest. + +The boys continued talking about the hornet's nest all the way home, and +forgot to say any thing more about the causey until just as they were +going into the yard. Then they told Jonas that he had not told them how to +put on the gravel, on the top. + +He said he could not tell them then, and, besides, they would have as much +as they could do to put in stones for one day. + +Besides, James said it was sundown, and time for him to go home; but he +promised to come the next morning, if his mother would let him, as soon as +he had finished his lessons. + + + + +Keeping Tally. + + +Rollo and James began their work the next day about the middle of the +forenoon, determined to obey Jonas's directions exactly, and to work +industriously for an hour. They put a number of small pieces of board upon +their wheelbarrows, to put along the pathway at first, and just as they +had got them placed, Jonas came down just to see whether they were +beginning right. + +He saw them wheel in one or two loads of stones, and told them he thought +they were doing very well. + +"We have earned one cent already," said Rollo. + +"How," said Jonas; "is your father going to pay you for your work?" + +"Yes," said Rollo, "a cent for every two loads we put in." + +"Then you must keep tally," said Jonas. + +"_Tally_," said Rollo, "what is tally?" + +"Tally is the reckoning. How are you going to remember how many loads you +wheel in?" + +"O, we can remember easily enough," said Rollo: "we will count them as we +go along." + +"That will never do," said Jonas. "You must mark them down with a piece of +chalk on your wheelbarrow." + +So saying, Jonas fumbled in his pockets, and drew out a small, well-worn +piece of chalk, and then tipped up Rollo's wheelbarrow, saying, + +"How many loads do you say you have carried already?" + +"Two," said Rollo. + +"Two," repeated Jonas; and he made two white marks with his chalk on the +side of the wheelbarrow. + +"There!" said he. + +"Mark mine," said James; "I have wheeled two loads." + +Jonas marked them, and then laid the chalk down upon a flat stone by the +side of the path, and told the boys that they must stop after every load, +and make a mark, and that would keep the reckoning exact. + +Jonas then left them, and the boys went on with their work. They wheeled +ten loads of stones apiece, and by that time had the bottom of the path +all covered, so that they could not wheel any more, without the long +boards. They went up and got the boards, and laid them down as Jonas had +described, and then went on with their wheeling. + +At first, James kept constantly stopping, either to play, or to hear Rollo +talk; for they kept the wheelbarrows together all the time, as Jonas had +recommended. At such times, Rollo would remind him of his work, for he had +himself learned to work steadily. They were getting on very finely, when, +at length, they heard a bell ringing at the house. + +This bell was to call them home; for as Rollo and Jonas were often away at +a little distance from the house, too far to be called very easily, there +was a bell to ring to call them home; and Mary, the girl, had two ways of +ringing it--one way for Jonas, and another for Rollo. + +The bell was rung now for Rollo; and so he and James walked along towards +home. When they had got about half way, they saw Rollo's father standing +at the door, with a basket in his hand; and he called out to them to bring +their wheelbarrows. + +So the boys went back for their wheelbarrows. + +When they came up a second time with their wheelbarrows before them, he +asked how they had got along with their work. + +"O, famously," said Rollo. "There is the tally," said he, turning up the +side of the wheelbarrow towards his father, so that he could see all the +marks. + +"Why, have you wheeled as many loads as that?" said his father. + +"Yes, sir," said Rollo, "and James just as many too." + +"And were they all good loads?" + +"Yes, all good, full loads." + +"Well, you have done very well. Count them, and see how many there are." + +The boys counted them, and found there were fifteen. + +"That is enough to come to seven cents, and one load over," said Rollo's +father; and he took out his purse, and gave the boys seven cents each, +that is, a six-cent piece in silver, and one cent besides. He told them +they might keep the money until they had finished their work, and then he +would tell them about purchasing something with it. + +"Now," said he, "you can rub out the tally--all but one mark. I have paid +you for fourteen loads, and you have wheeled in fifteen; so you have one +mark to go to the new tally. You can go round to the shed, and find a wet +cloth, and wipe out your marks clean, and then make one again, and leave +it there for to-morrow." + +"But we are going right back now," said Rollo. + +"No," said his father; "I don't want you to do any more to-day." + +"Why not, father? We want to, very much." + +"I cannot tell you why, now; but I choose you should not. And, now, here +is a luncheon for you in this basket. You may go and eat it where you +please." + + + + +Rights Defined. + + +So the boys took the basket, and, after they had rubbed out the tally, +they went and sat down by their sand-garden, and began to eat the bread +and cheese very happily together. + +After they had finished their luncheon, they went and got a watering-pot, +and began to water their sand-garden, and, while doing it, began to talk +about what they should buy with their money. They talked of several things +that they should like, and, at last, Rollo said he meant to buy a bow and +arrow with his. + +"A bow and arrow?" said James. "I do not believe your father will let +you." + +"Yes, he will let me," said Rollo. "Besides, it is _our_ money, and we can +do what we have a mind to with it." + +"I don't believe that," said James. + +"Why, yes, we can," said Rollo. + +"I don't believe we can," said James. + +"Well, I mean to go and ask my father," said Rollo, "this minute." + +So he laid down the watering-pot, and ran in, and James after him. When +they got into the room where his father was, they came and stood by his +side a minute, waiting for him to be ready to speak to them. + +Presently, his father laid down his pen, and said, + +"What, my boys!" + +"Is not this money our own?" said Rollo. + +"Yes." + +"And can we not buy what we have a mind to with it?" + +"That depends upon what you have a mind to buy." + +"But, father, I should think that, if it was our own, we might do _any +thing_ with it we please." + +"No," said his father, "that does not follow, at all." + +"Why, father," said Rollo, looking disappointed, "I thought every body +could do what they pleased with their own things." + +"Whose hat is that you have on? Is it James's?" + +"No, sir, it is mine." + +"Are you sure it is your own?" + +"Why, yes, sir," said Rollo, taking off his hat and looking at it, and +wondering what his father could mean. + +"Well, do you suppose you have a right to go and sell it?" + +"No, sir," said Rollo. + +"Or go and burn it up?" + +"No, sir." + +"Or give it away?" + +"No, sir." + +"Then it seems that people cannot always do what they please with their +own things." + +"Why, father, it seems to me, that is a very different thing." + +"I dare say it seems so to you; but it is not--it is just the same thing. +No person can do _anything they please_ with their property. There are +limits and restrictions in all cases. And in all cases where children have +property, whether it is money, hats, toys, or any thing, they are always +limited and restricted to such a use of them _as their parents approve_. +So, when I give you money, it becomes yours just as your clothes, or your +wheelbarrow, or your books, are yours. They are all yours to use and to +enjoy; but in the way of using them and enjoying them, you must be under +my direction. Do you understand that?" + +"Why, yes, sir," said Rollo. + +"And does it not appear reasonable?" + +"Yes, sir, I don't know but it is reasonable. But _men_ can do anything +they please with their money, can they not?" + +"No," said his father; "they are under various restrictions made by the +laws of the land. But I cannot talk any more about it now. When you have +finished your work, I will talk with you about expending your money." + +The boys went on with their work the next day, and built the causey up +high enough with stones. They then levelled them off, and began to wheel +on the gravel. Jonas made each of them a little shovel out of a shingle; +and, as the gravel was lying loose under a high bank, they could shovel it +up easily, and fill their wheelbarrows. The third day they covered the +stones entirely with gravel, and smoothed it all over with a rake and hoe, +and, after it had become well trodden, it made a beautiful, hard causey; +so that now there was a firm and dry road all the way from the house to +the watering-place at the brook. + + + + +Calculation. + + +On counting up the loads which it had taken to do this work, Rollo's +father found that he owed Rollo twenty-three cents, and James twenty-one. +The reason why Rollo had earned the most was because, at one time, James +said he was tired, and must rest, and, while he was resting, Rollo went on +wheeling. + +James seemed rather sorry that he had not got as many cents as Rollo. + +"I wish I had not stopped to rest," said he. + +"I wish so too," said Rollo; "but I will give you two of my cents, and +then I shall have only twenty-one, like you." + +"Shall we be alike then?" + +"Yes," said Rollo; "for, you see, two cents taken away from twenty-three, +leaves twenty-one, which is just as many as you have." + +"Yes, but then I shall have more. If you give me two, _I_ shall have +twenty-three." + +"So you will," said Rollo; "I did not think of that." + +The boys paused at this unexpected difficulty; at last, Rollo said he +might give his two cents back to his father, and then they should have +both alike. + +Just then the boys heard some one calling, + +"Rollo!" + +Rollo looked up, and saw his mother at the chamber window. She was sitting +there at work, and had heard their conversation. + +"What, mother?" said Rollo. + +"You might give him _one_ of yours, and then you will both have +twenty-two." + +They thought that this would be a fine plan, and wondered why they had not +thought of it before. A few days afterwards, they decided to buy two +little shovels with their money, one for each, so that they might shovel +sand and gravel easier than with the wooden shovels that Jonas made. + + + + + +ROLLO'S GARDEN. + + + + +Farmer Cropwell. + + +One warm morning, early in the spring, just after the snow was melted off +from the ground, Rollo and his father went to take a walk. The ground by +the side of the road was dry and settled, and they walked along very +pleasantly; and at length they came to a fine-looking farm. The house was +not very large, but there were great sheds and barns, and spacious yards, +and high wood-piles, and flocks of geese, and hens and turkeys, and cattle +and sheep, sunning themselves around the barns. + +Rollo and his father walked into the yard, and went up to the end door, a +large pig running away with a grunt when they came up. The door was open, +and Rollo's father knocked at it with the head of his cane. A +pleasant-looking young woman came to the door. + +"Is Farmer Cropwell at home?" said Rollo's father. + +"Yes, sir," said she, "he is out in the long barn, I believe." + +"Shall I go there and look for him?" said he. + +"If you please, sir." + +So Rollo's father walked along to the barn. + +It was a long barn indeed. Rollo thought he had never seen so large a +building. On each side was a long range of stalls for cattle, facing +towards the middle, and great scaffolds overhead, partly filled with hay +and with bundles of straw. They walked down the barn floor, and in one +place Rollo passed a large bull chained by the nose in one of the stalls. +The bull uttered a sort of low growl or roar, as Rollo and his father +passed, which made him a little afraid; but his attention was soon +attracted to some hens, a little farther along, which were standing on the +edge of the scaffolding over his head, and cackling with noise enough to +fill the whole barn. + +[Illustration: The Bull Chained by the Nose.] + +When they got to the other end of the barn, they found a door leading out +into a shed; and there was Farmer Cropwell, with one of his men and a +pretty large boy, getting out some ploughs. + +"Good morning, Mr. Cropwell," said Rollo's father; "what! are you going to +ploughing?" + +"Why, it is about time to overhaul the ploughs, and see that they are in +order. I think we shall have an early season." + +"Yes, I find my garden is getting settled, and I came to talk with you a +little about some garden seeds." + +The truth was, that Rollo's father was accustomed to come every spring, +and purchase his garden seeds at this farm; and so, after a few minutes, +they went into the house, taking Rollo with them, to get the seeds that +were wanted, out of the seed-room. + +What they called the seed-room was a large closet in the house, with +shelves all around it; and Rollo waited there a little while, until the +seeds were selected, put up in papers, and given to his father. + +When this was all done, and they were just coming out, the farmer said, +"Well, my little boy, you have been very still and patient. Should not you +like some seeds too? Have you got any garden?" + +"No, sir," said Rollo; "but perhaps my father will give me some ground for +one." + +"Well, I will give you a few seeds, at any rate." So he opened a little +drawer, and took out some seeds, and put them in a piece of paper, and +wrote something on the outside. Then he did so again and again, until he +had four little papers, which he handed to Rollo, and told him to plant +them in his garden. + +Rollo thanked him, and took his seeds, and they returned home. + + + + +Work and Play. + + +On the way, Rollo thought it would be an excellent plan for him to have a +garden, and he told his father so. + +"I think it would be an excellent plan myself," said his father. "But do +you intend to make work or play of it?" + +"Why, I must make work of it, must not I, if I have a real garden?" + +"No," said his father; "you may make play of it if you choose." + +"How?" said Rollo. + +"Why, you can take a hoe, and hoe about in the ground as long as it amuses +you to hoe; and then you can plant your seeds, and water and weed them +just as long as you find any amusement in it. Then, if you have any thing +else to play with, you can neglect your garden a long time, and let the +weeds grow, and not come and pull them up until you get tired of other +play, and happen to feel like working in your garden." + +"I should not think that that would be a very good plan," said Rollo. + +"Why, yes," replied his father; "I do not know but that it is a good plan +enough,--that is, for _play_. It is right for you to play sometimes; and I +do not know why you might not play with a piece of ground, and seeds, as +well as with any thing else." + +"Well, father, how should I manage my garden if I was going to make _work_ +of it?" + +"O, then you would not do it for amusement, but for the useful results. +You would consider what you could raise to best advantage, and then lay +out your garden; not as you might happen to _fancy_ doing it, but so as to +get the most produce from it. When you come to dig it over, you would not +consider how long you could find amusement in digging, but how much +digging is necessary to make the ground productive; and so in all your +operations." + +"Well, father, which do you think would be the best plan for me?" + +"Why, I hardly know. By making play of it, you will have the greatest +pleasure as you go along. But, in the other plan, you will have some good +crops of vegetables, fruits, and flowers." + +"And shouldn't I have any crops if I made play of my garden?" + +"Yes; I think you might, perhaps, have some flowers, and, perhaps, some +beans and peas." + +Rollo hesitated for some time which plan he should adopt. He had worked +enough to know that it was often very tiresome to keep on with his work +when he wanted to go and play; but then he knew that after it was over, +there was great satisfaction in thinking of useful employment, and in +seeing what had been done. + +That afternoon he went out into the garden to consider what he should do, +and he found his father there, staking out some ground. + +"Father," said he, "whereabouts should you give me the ground for my +garden?" + +"Why, that depends," said his father, "on the plan you determine upon. If +you are going to make play of it, I must give you ground in a back corner, +where the irregularity, and the weeds, will be out of sight. But if you +conclude to have a real garden, and to work industriously a little while +every day upon it, I should give it to you there, just beyond the +pear-tree." + +Rollo looked at the two places, but he could not make up his mind. That +evening he asked Jonas about it, and Jonas advised him to ask his father +to let him have both. "Then," said he, "you can work on your real garden +as long as there is any necessary work to be done, and then you could go +and play about the other with James or Lucy, when they are here." + +Rollo went off immediately, and asked his father. His father said there +would be some difficulties about that; but he would think of it, and see +if there was any way to avoid them. + +The next morning, when he came in to breakfast, he had a paper in his +hand, and he told Rollo he had concluded to let him have the two gardens, +on certain conditions, which he had written down. He opened the paper, and +read as follows:-- + + ------------------------------------- + +"_Conditions on which I let Rollo have two pieces of land to cultivate_; +the one to be called his _working-garden_, and the other his +_playing-garden_. + +"1. In cultivating his working-garden, he is to take Jonas's advice, and +to follow it faithfully in every respect. + +"2. He is not to go and work upon his playing-garden, at any time, when +there is any work that ought to be done on his working-garden. + +"3. If he lets his working-garden get out of order, and I give him notice +of it; then, if it is not put perfectly in order again within three days +after receiving the notice, he is to forfeit the garden, and all that is +growing upon it. + +"4. Whatever he raises, he may sell to me, at fair prices, at the end of +the season." + + + + +Planting. + + +Rollo accepted the conditions, and asked his father to stake out the two +pieces of ground for him, as soon as he could; and his father did so that +day. The piece for the working-garden was much the largest. There was a +row of currant-bushes near it, and his father said he might consider all +those opposite his piece of ground as included in it, and belonging to +him. + +So Rollo asked Jonas what he had better do first, and Jonas told him that +the first thing was to dig his ground all over, pretty deep; and, as it +was difficult to begin it, Jonas said he would begin it for him. So Jonas +began, and dug along one side, and instructed Rollo how to throw up the +spadefuls of earth out of the way, so that the next spadeful would come up +easier. + +Jonas, in this way, made a kind of a trench all along the side of Rollo's +ground; and he told Rollo to be careful to throw every spadeful well +forward, so as to keep the trench open and free, and then it would be easy +for him to dig. + +Jonas then left him, and told him that there was work enough for him for +three or four days, to dig up his ground well. + +Rollo went to work, very patiently, for the first day, and persevered an +hour in digging up his ground. Then he left his work for that day; and the +next morning, when the regular hour which he had allotted to work arrived, +he found he had not much inclination to return to it. He accordingly asked +his father whether it would not be a good plan to plant what he had +already dug, before he dug any more. + +"What is Jonas's advice?" said his father. + +"Why, he told me I had better dig it all up first; but I thought that, if +I planted part first, those things would be growing while I am digging up +the rest of the ground." + +"But you must do, you know, as Jonas advises; that is the condition. Next +year, perhaps, you will be old enough to act according to your own +judgment; but this year you must follow guidance." + +Rollo recollected the condition, and he had nothing to say against it; but +he looked dissatisfied. + +"Don't you think that is reasonable, Rollo?" said his father. + +"Why; I don't know," said Rollo. + +"This very case shows that it is reasonable. Here you want to plant a part +before you have got the ground prepared. The real reason is because you +are tired of digging; not because you are really of opinion that that +would be a better plan. You have not the means of judging whether it is, +or is not, now, time to begin to put in seeds." + +Rollo could not help seeing that that was his real motive; and he promised +his father that he would go on, though it was tiresome. It was not the +hard labor of the digging that fatigued him, for, by following Jonas's +directions, he found it easy work; but it was the sameness of it. He +longed for something new. + +He persevered, however, and it was a valuable lesson to him; for when he +had got it all done, he was so satisfied with thinking that it was fairly +completed, and in thinking that now it was all ready together, and that he +could form a plan for the whole at once, that he determined that forever +after, when he had any unpleasant piece of work to do, he would go on +patiently through it, even if it was tiresome. + +With Jonas's help, Rollo planned his garden beautifully. He put double +rows of peas and beans all around, so that when they should grow up, they +would enclose his garden like a fence or hedge, and make it look snug and +pleasant within. Then, he had a row of corn, for he thought he should like +some green corn himself to roast. Then, he had one bed of beets and some +hills of muskmelons, and in one corner he planted some flower seeds, so +that he could have some flowers to put into his mother's glasses, for the +mantel-piece. + +Rollo took great interest in laying out and planting his ground, and in +watching the garden when the seeds first came up; for all this was easy +and pleasant work. In the intervals, he used to play on his +pleasure-ground, planting and digging, and setting out, just as he +pleased. + +Sometimes he, and James, and Lucy, would go out in the woods with his +little wheelbarrow, and dig up roots of flowers and little trees there, +and bring them in, and set them out here and there. But he did not proceed +regularly with this ground. He did not dig it all up first, and then form +a regular plan for the whole; and the consequence was, that it soon became +very irregular. He would want to make a path one day where he had set out +a little tree, perhaps, a few days before; and it often happened that, +when he was making a little trench to sow one kind of seeds, out came a +whole parcel of others that he had put in before, and forgotten. + +Then, when the seeds came up in his playing-garden, they came up here and +there, irregularly; but, in his working-garden, all looked orderly and +beautiful. + +One evening, just before sundown, Rollo brought out his father and mother +to look at his two gardens. The difference between them was very great; +and Rollo, as he ran along before his father, said that he thought the +working plan of making a garden was a great deal better than the playing +plan. + +"That depends upon what your object is." + +"How so?" said Rollo. + +"Why, which do you think you have had the most amusement from, thus far?" + +"Why, I have had most amusement, I suppose, in the little garden in the +corner." + +"Yes," said his father, "undoubtedly. But the other appears altogether the +best now, and will produce altogether more in the end. So, if your object +is useful results, you must manage systematically, regularly, and +patiently; but if you only want amusement as you go along, you had better +do every day just as you happen to feel inclined." + +"Well, father, which do you think is best for a boy?" + +"For quite small boys, a garden for play is best. They have not patience +or industry enough for any other." + +"Do you think I have patience or industry enough?" + +"You have done very well, so far; but the trying time is to come." + +"Why, father?" + +"Because the novelty of the beginning is over, and now you will have a +good deal of hoeing and weeding to do for a month to come. I am not sure +but that you will forfeit your land yet." + +"But you are to give me three days' notice, you know." + +"That is true; but we shall see." + + + + +The Trying Time. + + +The trying time did come, true enough; for, in June and July, Rollo found +it hard to take proper care of his garden. If he had worked resolutely an +hour, once or twice a week, it would have been enough; but he became +interested in other plays, and, when Jonas reminded him that the weeds +were growing, he would go in and hoe a few minutes, and then go away to +play. + +At last, one day his father gave him notice that his garden was getting +out of order, and, unless it was entirely restored in three days, it must +be forfeited. + +Rollo was not much alarmed, for he thought he should have ample time to do +it before the three days should have expired. + +It was just at night that Rollo received his notice. He worked a little +the next morning; but his heart was not in it much, and he left it before +he had made much progress. The weeds were well rooted and strong, and he +found it much harder to get them up than he expected. The next day, he did +a little more, and, near the latter part of the afternoon, Jonas saw him +running about after butterflies in the yard, and asked him if he had got +his work all done. + +"No," said he; "but I think I have got more than half done, and I can +finish it very early to-morrow." + +"To-morrow!" said Jonas. "To-morrow is Sunday, and you cannot work then." + +"Is it?" said Rollo, with much surprise and alarm; "I didn't know that. +What shall I do? Do you suppose my father will count Sunday?" + +"Yes," said Jonas, "I presume he will. He said, three _days_, without +mentioning any thing about Sunday." + +Rollo ran for his hoe. He had become much attached to his ground, and was +very unwilling to lose it; but he knew that his father would rigorously +insist on his forfeiting it, if he failed to keep the conditions. So he +went to work as hard as he could. + +It was then almost sundown. He hoed away, and pulled up the weeds, as +industriously as possible, until the sun went down. He then kept on until +it was so dark that he could not see any longer, and then, finding that +there was considerable more to be done, and that he could not work any +longer, he sat down on the side of his little wheelbarrow, and burst into +tears. + +He knew, however, that it would do no good to cry, and so, after a time, +he dried his eyes, and went in. He could not help hoping that his father +would not count the Sunday; and "If I can only have Monday," said he to +himself, "it will all be well." + +He went in to ask his father, but found that he had gone away, and would +not come home until quite late. He begged his mother to let him sit up +until he came home, so that he could ask him, and, as she saw that he was +so anxious and unhappy about it, she consented. Rollo sat at the window +watching, and, as soon as he heard his father drive up to the door, he +went out, and, while he was getting out of the chaise, he said to him, in +a trembling, faltering voice, + +"Father, do you count Sunday as one of my three days?" + +"No, my son." + +Rollo clapped his hands, and said, "O, how glad!" and ran back. He told +his mother that he was very much obliged to her for letting him sit up, +and now he was ready to go to bed. + +He went to his room, undressed himself, and, in a few minutes, his father +came in to get his light. + +"Father," said Rollo, "I am very much obliged to you for not counting +Sunday." + +"It is not out of any indulgence to you, Rollo; I have no right to count +Sunday." + +"No right, father? Why, you said three days." + +"Yes; but in such agreements as that, three working days are always meant; +so that, strictly, according to the agreement, I do not think I have any +right to count Sunday. If I had, I should have felt obliged to count it." + +"Why, father?" + +"Because I want you, when you grow up to be a man, to be _bound_ by your +agreements. Men will hold you to your agreements when you are a man, and I +want you to be accustomed to it while you are a boy. I should rather give +up twice as much land as your garden, than take yours away from you now; +but I must do it if you do not get it in good order before the time is +out." + +"But, father, I shall, for I shall have time enough on Monday." + +"True; but some accident may prevent it. Suppose you should be sick." + +"If I was sick, should you count it?" + +"Certainly. You ought not to let your garden get out of order; and, if you +do it, you run the risk of all accidents that may prevent your working +during the three days." + +Rollo bade his father good night, and he went to sleep, thinking what a +narrow escape he had had. He felt sure that he should save it now, for he +did not think there was the least danger of his being sick on Monday. + + + + +A Narrow Escape. + + +Monday morning came, and, when he awoke, his first movement was, to jump +out of bed, exclaiming, + +"Well, I am not sick this morning, am I?" + +He had scarcely spoken the words, however, before his ear caught the sound +of rain, and, looking out of the window, he saw, to his utter +consternation, that it was pouring steadily down, and, from the wind and +the gray uniformity of the clouds, there was every appearance of a settled +storm. + +"What shall I do?" said Rollo. "What shall I do? Why did I not finish it +on Saturday?" + +He dressed himself, went down stairs, and looked out at the clouds. There +was no prospect of any thing but rain. He ate his breakfast, and then went +out, and looked again. Rain, still. He studied and recited his morning +lessons, and then again looked out. Rain, rain. He could not help hoping +it would clear up before night; but, as it continued so steadily, he began +to be seriously afraid that, after all, he should lose his garden. + +He spent the day very anxiously and unhappily. He knew, from what his +father had said, that he could not hope to have another day allowed, and +that all would depend on his being able to do the work before night. + +At last, about the middle of the afternoon, Rollo came into the room where +his father and mother were sitting, and told his father that it did not +rain a great deal then, and asked him if he might not go out and finish +his weeding; he did not care, he said, if he did get wet. + +"But your getting wet will not injure you alone--it will spoil your +clothes." + +"Besides, you will take cold," said his mother. + +"Perhaps he would not take cold, if he were to put on dry clothes as soon +as he leaves working," said his father; "but wetting his clothes would put +you to a good deal of trouble. No; I'd rather you would not go, on the +whole, Rollo." + +Rollo turned away with tears in his eyes, and went out into the kitchen. +He sat down on a bench in the shed where Jonas was working, and looked out +towards the garden. Jonas pitied him, and would gladly have gone and done +the work for him; but he knew that his father would not allow that. At +last, a sudden thought struck him. + +"Rollo," said he, "you might perhaps find some old clothes in the garret, +which it would not hurt to get wet." + +Rollo jumped up, and said, "Let us go and see." + +They went up garret, and found, hanging up, quite a quantity of old +clothes. Some belonged to Jonas, some to himself, and they selected the +worst ones they could find, and carried them down into the shed. + +Then Rollo went and called his mother to come out, and he asked her if she +thought it would hurt those old clothes to get wet. She laughed, and said +no; and said she would go and ask his father to let him go out with them. + +In a few minutes, she came back, and said that his father consented, but +that he must go himself, and put on the old clothes, without troubling his +mother, and then, when he came back, he must rub himself dry with a towel, +and put on his common dress, and put the wet ones somewhere in the shed to +dry; and when they were dry, put them all back carefully in their places. + +[Illustration: Work in the Rain.] + +Rollo ran up to his room, and rigged himself out, as well as he could, +putting one of Jonas's great coats over him, and wearing an old +broad-brimmed straw hat on his head. Thus equipped, he took his hoe, and +sallied forth in the rain. + +At first he thought it was good fun; but, in about half an hour, he began +to be tired, and to feel very uncomfortable. The rain spattered in his +face, and leaked down the back of his neck; and then the ground was wet +and slippery; and once or twice he almost gave up in despair. + +He persevered, however, and before dark he got it done. He raked off all +the weeds, and smoothed the ground over carefully, for he knew his father +would come out to examine it as soon as the storm was over. Then he went +in, rubbed himself dry, changed his clothes, and went and took his seat by +the kitchen fire. + +His father came out a few minutes after, and said, "Well, Rollo, have you +got through?" + +"Yes, sir," said Rollo. + +"Well, I am _very_ glad of it. I was afraid you would have lost your +garden. As it is, perhaps it will do you good." + +"How?" said Rollo. "What good?" + +"It will teach you, I hope, that it is dangerous to neglect or postpone +doing one's duty. We cannot always depend on repairing the mischief. When +the proper opportunity is once lost, it may never return." + +Rollo said nothing, but he thought he should remember the lesson as long +as he lived. + +He remembered it for the rest of that summer, at any rate, and did not run +any more risks. He kept his ground very neat, and his father did not have +to give him notice again. His corn grew finely, and he had many a good +roasting ear from it; and his flowers helped ornament the parlor +mantel-piece all the summer; and the green peas, and the beans, and the +muskmelons, and the other vegetables, which his father took and paid for, +amounted to more than two dollars. + + + + +Advice. + + +"Well, Rollo," said his father, one evening, as he was sitting on his +cricket before a bright, glowing fire, late in the autumn, after all his +fruits were gathered in, "you have really done some work this summer, +haven't you?" + +"Yes, sir," said Rollo; and he began to reckon up the amount of peas, and +beans, and corn, and other things, that he had raised. + +"Yes," said his father, "you have had a pretty good garden; but the best +of it is your own improvement. You are really beginning to get over some +of the faults of _boy work_." + +"What are the faults of boy work?" said Rollo. + +"One of the first is, confounding work with play,--or rather expecting the +pleasure of play, while they are doing work. There is great pleasure in +doing work, as I have told you before, when it is well and properly done, +but it is very different from the pleasure of play. It comes later; +generally after the work is done. While you are doing your work, it +requires _exertion_ and _self-denial_, and sometimes the sameness is +tiresome. + +"It is so with _men_ when they work, but they expect it will be so, and +persevere notwithstanding; but _boys_, who have not learned this, expect +their work will be play; and, when they find it is not so, they get tired, +and want to leave it or to find some new way. + +"You showed your wish to make play of your work, that day when you were +getting in your chips, by insisting on having just such a basket as you +happened to fancy; and then, when you got a little tired of that, going +for the wheelbarrow; and then leaving the chips altogether, and going to +piling the wood." + +"Well, father," said Rollo, "do not men try to make their work as pleasant +as they can?" + +"Yes, but they do not continually change from one thing to another in +hopes to make it _amusing_. They always expect that it will be laborious +and tiresome, and they understand this beforehand, and go steadily forward +notwithstanding. You are beginning to learn to do this. + +"Another fault, which you boys are very apt to fall into, is impatience. +This comes from the first fault; for you expect, when you go to work, the +kind of pleasure you have in play, and when you find you do not obtain it, +or meet with any difficulties, you grow impatient, and get tired of what +you are doing. + +"From this follows the third fault--_changeableness_, or want of +perseverance. Instead of steadily going forward in the way they commence, +boys are very apt to abandon one thing after another, and to try this new +way, and that new way, so as to accomplish very little in any thing." + +"Do you think I have overcome all these?" said Rollo. + +"In part," said his father; "you begin to understand something about them, +and to be on your guard against them. But you have only made a beginning." + +"Only a beginning?" said Rollo; "why, I thought I had learned to work +pretty well." + +"So you have, for a little boy; but it is only a beginning, after all. I +don't think you would succeed in persevering steadily, so as to accomplish +any serious undertaking now." + +"Why, father, _I_ think I should." + +"Suppose I should give you the Latin grammar to learn in three months, and +tell you that, at the end of that time, I would hear you recite it all at +once. Do you suppose you should be ready?" + +"Why, father, that is not _work_." + +"Yes," said his father, "that is one kind of work,--and just such a kind +of work, so far as patience, steadiness, and perseverance, are needed, as +you will have most to do, in future years. But if I were to give it to you +to do, and then say nothing to you about it till you had time to have +learned the whole, I have some doubts whether you would recite a tenth +part of it." + +Rollo was silent; he knew it would be just so. + +"No, my little son," said his father, putting him down and patting his +head, "you have got a great deal to learn before you become a man; but +then you have got some years to learn it in; that is a comfort. But now it +is time for you to go to bed; so good night." + + + + + +THE APPLE-GATHERING. + + + + +The Garden-House. + + +There was a certain building on one side of Farmer Cropwell's yard which +they called the _garden-house_. There was one large double door which +opened from it into the garden, and another smaller one which led to the +yard towards the house. On one side of this room were a great many +different kinds of garden-tools, such as hoes, rakes, shovels, and spades; +there were one or two wheelbarrows, and little wagons. Over these were two +or three broad shelves, with baskets, and bundles of matting, and ropes, +and chains, and various iron tools. Around the wall, in different places, +various things were hung up--here a row of augers, there a trap, and in +other places parts of harness. + +Opposite to these, there was a large bench, which extended along the whole +side. At one end of this bench there were a great many carpenter's tools; +and the other was covered with papers of seeds, and little bundles of +dried plants, which Farmer Cropwell had just been getting in from the +garden. + +The farmer and one of his boys was at work here, arranging his seeds, and +doing up his bundles, one pleasant morning in the fall, when a boy about +twelve years old came running to the door of the garden-house, from the +yard, playing with a large dog. The dog ran behind him, jumping up upon +him; and when they got to the door, the boy ran in quick, laughing, and +shut the door suddenly, so that the dog could not come in after him. This +boy's name was George: the dog's name was Nappy--that is, they always +called him Nappy. His true name was Napoleon; though James always thought +that he got his name from the long naps he used to take in a certain sunny +corner of the yard. + +But, as I said before, George got into the garden-house, and shut Nappy +out. He stood there holding the door, and said, + +"Father, all the horses have been watered but Jolly: may I ride him to the +brook?" + +"Yes," said his father. + +So George turned round, and opened the door a little way, and peeped out. + +"Ah, old Nappy! you are there still, are you, wagging your tail? Don't you +wish you could catch him?" + +George then shut the door, and walked softly across to the great door +leading out into the garden. From here he stole softly around into the +barn, by a back way, and then came forward, and peeped out in front, and +saw that Nappy was still there, sitting up, and looking at the door very +closely. He was waiting for George to come out. + + + + +Jolly. + + +George then went back to the stall where Jolly was feeding. He went in and +untied his halter, and led him out. Jolly was a sleek, black, beautiful +little horse, not old enough to do much work, but a very good horse to +ride. George took down a bridle, and, after leading Jolly to a +horse-block, where he could stand up high enough to reach his head, he put +the bridle on, and then jumped up upon his back, and walked him out of the +barn by a door where Nappy could not see them. + +He then rode round by the other side of the house, until he came to the +road, and he went along the road until he could see up the yard to the +place where Nappy was watching. He called out, _Nappy!_ in a loud voice, +and then immediately set his horse off upon a run. Nappy looked down to +the road, and was astonished to see George upon the horse, when he +supposed he was still behind the door where he was watching, and he sprang +forward, and set off after him in full pursuit. + +He caught George just as he was riding down into the brook. George was +looking round and laughing at him as he came up; but Nappy looked quite +grave, and did nothing but go down into the brook, and lap up water with +his tongue, while the horse drank. + +While the horse was drinking, Rollo came along the road, and George asked +him how his garden came on. + +"O, very well," said Rollo. "Father is going to give me a larger one next +year." + +"Have you got a strawberry-bed?" said George. + +"No," said Rollo. + +"I should think you would have a strawberry-bed. My father will give you +some plants, and you can set them out this fall." + +"I don't know how to set them out," said Rollo. "Could you come and show +me?" + +George said he would ask his father; and then, as his horse had done +drinking, he turned round, and rode home again. + +Mr. Cropwell said that he would give Rollo a plenty of strawberry-plants, +and, as to George's helping him set them out, he said that they might +exchange works. If Rollo would come and help George gather his +meadow-russets, George might go and help him make his strawberry-bed. That +evening, George went and told Rollo of this plan, and Rollo's father +approved of it. So it was agreed that, the next day, he should go to help +them gather the russets. They invited James to go too. + + + + +The Pet Lamb. + + +The next morning, James and Rollo went together to the farmer's. They +found George at the gate waiting for them, with his dog Nappy. As the boys +were walking along into the yard, George said that his dog Nappy was the +best friend he had in the world, except his lamb. + +"Your lamb!" said James; "have you got a lamb?" + +"Yes, a most beautiful little lamb. When he was very little indeed, he was +weak and sick, and father thought he would not live; and he told me I +might have him if I wanted him. I made a bed for him in the corner of the +kitchen." + +"O, I wish I had one," said James. "Where is he now?" + +"O, he is grown up large, and he plays around in the field behind the +house. If I go out there with a little pan of milk, and call him +so,--_Co-nan_, _Co-nan_, _Co-nan_,--he comes running up to me to get the +milk." + +"I wish I could see him," said James. + +"Well, you can," said George. "My sister Ann will go and show him to you." + +So George called his sister Ann, and asked her if she should be willing to +go and show James and Rollo his lamb, while he went and got the little +wagon ready to go for the apples. + +Ann said she would, and she went into the house, and got a pan with a +little milk in the bottom of it, and walked along carefully, James and +Rollo following her. When they had got round to the other side of the +house, they found there a little gate, leading out into a field where +there were green grass and little clumps of trees. + +Ann went carefully through. James and Rollo stopped to look. She walked on +a little way, and looked around every where, but she saw no lamb. +Presently she began to call out, as George had said, "_Co-nan_, _Co-nan_, +_Co-nan_." + +In a minute or two, the lamb began to run towards her out of a little +thicket of bushes; and it drank the milk out of the pan. James and Rollo +were very much pleased, but they did not go towards the lamb. Ann let it +drink all it wanted, and then it walked away. + +Then James ran back to the yard. He found that George and Rollo had gone +into the garden-house. He went in there after them, and found that they +were getting a little wagon ready to draw out into the field. There were +three barrels standing by the door of the garden-house, and George told +them that they were to put their apples into them. + + + + +The Meadow-Russet. + + +There was a beautiful meadow down a little way from Farmer Cropwell's +house, and at the farther side of it, across a brook, there stood a very +large old apple-tree, which bore a kind of apples called _russets_, and +they called the tree the _meadow-russet_. These were the apples that the +boys were going to gather. They soon got ready, and began to walk along +the path towards the meadow. Two of them drew the wagon, and the others +carried long poles to knock off the apples with. + +As the party were descending the hill towards the meadow, they saw before +them, coming around a turn in the path, a cart and oxen, with a large boy +driving. They immediately began to call out to one another to turn out, +some pulling one way and some the other, with much noise and vociferation. +At last they got fairly out upon the grass, and the cart went by. The boy +who was driving it said, as he went by, smiling, + +"Who is the head of _that_ gang?" + +James and Rollo looked at him, wondering what he meant. George laughed. + +"What does he mean?" said Rollo. + +"He means," said George, laughing, "that we make so much noise and +confusion, that we cannot have any head." + +"Any head?" said James. + +"Yes,--any master workman." + +"Why," said Rollo, "do we need a master workman?" + +"No," said George, "I don't believe we do." + +So the boys went along until they came to the brook. They crossed the +brook on a bridge of planks, and were very soon under the spreading +branches of the great apple-tree. + +[Illustration: The Harvesting Party.] + + + + +Insubordination. + + +The boys immediately began the work of getting down the apples. But, +unluckily, there were but two poles, and they all wanted them. George had +one, and James the other, and Rollo came up to James, and took hold of his +pole, saying, + +"Here, James, I will knock them down; you may pick them up and put them in +the wagon." + +"No," said James, holding fast to his pole; "no, I'd rather knock them +down." + +"No," said Rollo, "I can knock them down better." + +"But I got the pole first, and I ought to have it." + +Rollo, finding that James was not willing to give up his pole, left him, +and went to George, and asked George to let him have the pole; but George +said he was taller, and could use it better than Rollo. + +Rollo was a little out of humor at this, and stood aside and looked on. +James soon got tired of his pole, and laid it down; and then Rollo seized +it, and began knocking the apples off of the tree. But it fatigued him +very much to reach up so high; and, in fact, they all three got tired of +the poles very soon, and began picking up the apples. + +But they did not go on any more harmoniously with this than with the +other. After Rollo and James had thrown in several apples, George came and +turned them all out. + +"You must not put them in so," said he; "all the good and bad ones +together." + +"How must we put them in?" asked Rollo. + +"Why, first we must get a load of good, large, whole, round apples, and +then a load of small and wormy ones. We only put the _good_ ones into the +barrels." + +"And what do you do with the little ones?" said James. + +"O, we give them to the pigs." + +"Well," said Rollo, "we can pick them all up together now, and separate +them when we get home." + +As he said this, he threw in a handful of small apples among the good ones +which George had been putting in. + +"Be still," said George; "you must not do so. I tell you we must not mix +them at all." And he poured the apples out upon the ground again. + +"O, I'll tell you what we will do," said James; "we will get a load of +little ones first, and then the big ones. I want to see the pigs eat them +up." + +But George thought it was best to take the big ones first, and so they had +quite a discussion about it, and a great deal of time was lost before they +could agree. + +Thus they went on for some time, discussing every thing, and each wanting +to do the work in his own way. They did not dispute much, it is true, for +neither of them wished to make difficulty. But each thought he might +direct as well as the others, and so they had much talk and clamor, and +but very little work. When one wanted the wagon to be on one side of the +tree, the others wanted it the other; and when George thought it was time +to draw the load along towards home, Rollo and James thought it was not +nearly full enough. So they were all pulling in different directions, and +made very slow progress in their work. It took them a long time to get +their wagon full. + +When they got the load ready, and were fairly set off on the road, they +went on smoothly and pleasantly for a time, until they got up near the +door of the garden-house, when Rollo was going to turn the wagon round so +as to back it up to the door, and George began to pull in the other +direction. + +"Not so, Rollo," said George; "go right up straight." + +"No," said Rollo, "it is better to _back_ it up." + +James had something to say, too; and they all pulled, and talked loud and +all together, so that there was nothing but noise and clamor. In the mean +time, the wagon, being pulled every way, of course did not move at all. + + + + +Subordination. + + +Presently Farmer Cropwell made his appearance at the door of the +garden-house. + +"Well, boys," said he, "you seem to be pretty good-natured, and I am glad +of that; but you are certainly the _noisiest_ workmen, of your size, that +I ever heard." + +"Why, father," said George, "I want to go right up to the door, straight, +and Rollo won't let me." + +"Must not we back it up?" said Rollo. + +"Is that the way you have been working all the morning?" said the farmer. + +"How?" said George. + +"Why, all generals and no soldiers." + +"Sir?" said George. + +"All of you commanding, and none obeying. There is nothing but confusion +and noise. I don't see how you can gather apples so. How many have you got +in?" + +So saying, he went and looked into the barrels. + +"None," said he; "I thought so." + +He stood still a minute, as if thinking what to do; and then he told them +to leave the wagon there, and go with him, and he would show them the way +to work. + +The boys accordingly walked along after him, through the garden-house, +into the yard. They then went across the road, and down behind a barn, to +a place where some men were building a stone bridge. They stopped upon a +bank at some distance, and looked down upon them. + +"There," said he, "see how men work!" + +It happened, at that time, that all the men were engaged in moving a great +stone with iron bars. There was scarcely any thing said by any of them. +Every thing went on silently, but the stone moved regularly into its +place. + +"Now, boys, do you understand," said the farmer, "how they get along so +quietly?" + +"Why, it is because they are men, and not boys," said Rollo. + +"No," said the farmer, "that is not the reason. It is because they have a +head." + +"A head?" said Rollo. + +"Yes," said he, "a head; that is, one man to direct, and the rest obey." + +"Which is it?" said George. + +"It is that man who is pointing now," said the farmer, "to another stone. +He is telling them which to take next. Watch them now, and you will see +that he directs every thing, and the rest do just as he says. But you are +all directing and commanding together, and there is nobody to obey. If you +were moving those stones, you would be all advising and disputing +together, and pulling in every direction at once, and the stone would not +move at all." + +[Illustration: There, Said He, See How Men Work.] + +"And do men always appoint a head," said Rollo, "when they work together?" + +"No," said the farmer, "they do not always _appoint_ one regularly, but +they always _have_ one, in some way or other. Even when no one is +particularly authorized to direct, they generally let the one who is +oldest, or who knows most about the business, take the lead, and the rest +do as he says." + +They all then walked slowly back to the garden-house, and the farmer +advised them to have a head, if they wanted their business to go on +smoothly and well. + +"Who do you think ought to be our head?" + +"The one who is the oldest, and knows most about the business," said the +farmer, "and that, I suppose, would be George. But perhaps you had better +take turns, and let each one be head for one load, and then you will all +learn both to command and to obey." + +So the boys agreed that George should command while they got the next +load, and James and Rollo agreed to obey. The farmer told them they must +obey exactly, and good-naturedly. + +"You must not even _advise_ him what to do, or say any thing about it at +all, except in some extraordinary case; but, when you talk, talk about +other things altogether, and work on exactly as he shall say." + +"What if we _know_ there is a better way? must not we tell him?" said +Rollo. + +"No," said the farmer, "unless it is something very uncommon. It is better +to go wrong sometimes, under a head, than to be endlessly talking and +disputing how you shall go. Therefore you must do exactly what he says, +even if you know a better way, and see if you do not get along much +faster." + + + + +The New Plan Tried. + + +The boys determined to try the plan, and, after putting their first load +of apples into the barrel, they set off again under George's command. He +told Rollo and James to draw the wagon, while he ran along behind. When +they got to the tree, Rollo took up a pole, and began to beat down some +more apples; but George told him that they must first pick up what were +knocked down before; and he drew the wagon round to the place where he +thought it was best for it to stand. The other boys made no objection, but +worked industriously, picking up all the small and worm-eaten apples they +could find; and, in a very short time, they had the wagon loaded, and were +on their way to the house again. + +Still, Rollo and James had to make so great an effort to avoid interfering +with George's directions, that they did not really enjoy this trip quite +so well as they did the first. It was pleasant to them to be more at +liberty, and they thought, on the whole, that they did not like having a +head quite so well as being without one. + +Instead of going up to the garden-house, George ordered them to take this +load to the barn, to put it in a bin where all such apples were to go. +When they came back, the farmer came again to the door of the +garden-house. + +"Well, boys," said he, "you have come rather quicker this time. How do you +like that way of working?" + +"Why, not quite so well," said Rollo. "I do not think it is so pleasant as +the other way." + +"It is not such good _play_, perhaps; but don't you think it makes better +_work_?" said he. + +The boys admitted that they got their apples in faster, and, as they were +at work then, and not at play, they resolved to continue the plan. + +Farmer Cropwell then asked who was to take command the next time. + +"Rollo," said the boys. + +"Well, Rollo," said he, "I want you to have a large number of apples +knocked down this time, and then select from them the largest and nicest +you can. I want one load for a particular purpose." + + + + +A Present. + + +The boys worked on industriously, and, before dinner-time, they had +gathered all the apples. The load of best apples, which the farmer had +requested them to bring for a particular purpose, were put into a small +square box, until it was full, and then a cover was nailed on; the rest +were laid upon the great bench. When, at length, the work was all done, +and they were ready to go home, the farmer put this box into the wagon, so +that it stood up in the middle, leaving a considerable space before and +behind it. He put the loose apples into this space, some before and some +behind, until the wagon was full. + +"Now, James and Rollo, I want you to draw these apples for me, when you go +home," said the farmer. + +"Who are they for?" said Rollo. + +"I will mark them," said he. + +So he took down a little curious-looking tin dipper, with a top sloping in +all around, and with a hole in the middle of it. A long, slender +brush-handle was standing up in this hole. + +When he took out the brush, the boys saw that it was blacking. With this +blacking-brush he wrote on the top of the box,--LUCY. + +"Is that box for my cousin Lucy?" said Rollo. + +"Yes," said he; "you can draw it to her, can you not?" + +"Yes, sir," said Rollo, "we will. And who are the other apples for? You +cannot mark _them_." + +"No," said the farmer; "but you will remember. Those before the box are +for you, and those behind it for James. So drive along. George will come +to your house, this afternoon, with the strawberry plants, and then he can +bring the wagon home." + + + + +The Strawberry-Bed. + + +George Cropwell came, soon after, to Rollo's house, and helped him make a +fine strawberry-bed, which, he said, he thought would bear considerably +the next year. They dug up the ground, raked it over carefully, and then +put in the plants in rows. + +After it was all done, Rollo got permission of his father to go back with +George to take the wagon home; and George proposed to take Rollo's +wheelbarrow too. He had never seen such a pretty little wheelbarrow, and +was very much pleased with it. So George ran on before, trundling the +wheelbarrow, and Rollo came after, drawing the wagon. + +Just as they came near the farmer's house, George saw, on before him, a +ragged little boy, much smaller than Rollo, who was walking along +barefooted. + +"There's Tom," said George. + +"Who?" said Rollo. + +"Tom. See how I will frighten him." + +As he said this, George darted forward with his wheelbarrow, and trundled +it on directly towards Tom, as if he was going to run over him. Tom looked +round, and then ran away, the wheelbarrow at his heels. He was frightened +very much, and began to scream; and, just then, Farmer Cropwell, who at +that moment happened to be coming up a lane, on the opposite side of the +road, called out, + +"George!" + +George stopped his wheelbarrow. + +"Is that right?" said the farmer. + +"Why, I was not going to hurt him," said George. + +"You _did_ hurt him--you frightened him." + +"Is frightening him hurting him, father?" + +"Why, yes, it is giving him _pain_, and a very unpleasant kind of pain +too." + +"I did not think of that," said George. + +"Besides," said his father, "when you treat boys in that harsh, rough way, +you make them your enemies; and it is a very bad plan to make enemies." + +"Enemies, father!" said George, laughing; "Tom could not do me any harm, +if he was my enemy." + +"That makes me think of the story of the bear and the tomtit," said the +farmer; "and, if you and Rollo will jump up in the cart, I will tell it to +you." + +Thus far, while they had been talking, the boys had walked along by the +side of the road, keeping up with the farmer as he drove along in the +cart. But now they jumped in, and sat down with the farmer on his seat, +which was a board laid across from one side of the cart to the other. As +soon as they were seated, the farmer began. + + + + +The Farmer's Story. + + +"The story I was going to tell you, boys, is an old fable about making +enemies. It is called 'The Bear and the Tomtit.' " + +"What is a tomtit?" said Rollo. + +"It is a kind of a bird, a very little bird; but he sings pleasantly. +Well, one pleasant summer's day, a wolf and a bear were taking a walk +together in a lonely wood. They heard something singing. + +" 'Brother,' said the bear, 'that is good singing: what sort of a bird do +you think that may be?' + +" 'That's a tomtit,' said the wolf. + +" 'I should like to see his nest,' said the bear; 'where do you think it +is?' + +" 'If we wait a little time, till his mate comes home, we shall see,' said +the wolf. + +"The bear and the wolf walked backward and forward some time, till his +mate came home with some food in her mouth for her children. The wolf and +the bear watched her. She went to the tree where the bird was singing, and +they together flew to a little grove just by, and went to their nest. + +" 'Now,' said the bear, 'let us go and see.' + +" 'No,' said the wolf, 'we must wait till the old birds have gone away +again.' + +"So they noticed the place, and walked away. + +"They did not stay long, for the bear was very impatient to see the nest. +They returned, and the bear scrambled up the tree, expecting to amuse +himself finely by frightening the young tomtits. + +" 'Take care,' said the wolf; 'you had better be careful. The tomtits are +little; but little enemies are sometimes very troublesome.' + +" 'Who is afraid of a tomtit?' said the bear. + +"So saying, he poked his great black nose into the nest. + +" 'Who is here?' said he; 'what are you?' + +"The poor birds screamed out with terror. 'Go away! Go away!' said they. + +" 'What do you mean by making such a noise,' said he, 'and talking so to +me? I will teach you better.' So he put his great paw on the nest, and +crowded it down until the poor little birds were almost stifled. Presently +he left them, and went away. + +"The young tomtits were terribly frightened, and some of them were hurt. +As soon as the bear was gone, their fright gave way to anger; and, soon +after, the old birds came home, and were very indignant too. They used to +see the bear, occasionally, prowling about the woods, but did not know +what they could do to bring him to punishment. + +"Now, there was a famous glen, surrounded by high rocks, where the bear +used to go and sleep, because it was a wild, solitary place. The tomtits +often saw him there. One day, the bear was prowling around, and he saw, at +a great distance, two huntsmen, with guns, coming towards the wood. He +fled to his glen in dismay, though he thought he should be safe there. + +"The tomtits were flying about there, and presently they saw the huntsmen. +'Now,' said one of them to the other, 'is the time to get rid of the +tyrant; you go and see if he is in his glen, and then come back to where +you hear me singing.' + +"So he flew about from tree to tree, keeping in sight of the huntsmen, and +singing all the time; while the other went and found that the bear was in +his glen, crouched down in terror behind a rock. + +"The tomtits then began to flutter around the huntsmen, and fly a little +way towards the glen, and then back again. This attracted the notice of +the men, and they followed them to see what could be the matter. + +"By and by, the bear saw the terrible huntsmen coming, led on by his +little enemies, the tomtits. He sprang forward, and ran from one side of +the glen to the other; but he could not escape. They shot him with two +bullets through his head. + +"The wolf happened to be near by, at that time, upon the rocks that were +around the glen; and, hearing all this noise, he came and peeped over. As +soon as he saw how the case stood, he thought it would be most prudent for +him to walk away; which he did, saying, as he went. + +" 'Well, the bear has found out that it is better to have a person a +friend than an enemy, whether he is great or small.' " + + ------------------------------------- + +Here the farmer paused--he had ended the story. + +"And what did they do with the bear?" said Rollo. + +"O, they took off his skin to make caps of, and nailed his claws up on the +barn." + + + + + +GEORGIE. + + + + +The Little Landing. + + +A short distance from where Rollo lives, there is a small, but very +pleasant house, just under the hill, where you go down to the stone bridge +leading over the brook. There is a noble large apple tree on one side of +the house, which bears a beautiful, sweet, and mellow kind of apple, +called golden pippins. A great many other trees and flowers are around the +house, and in the little garden on the side of it towards the brook. There +is a small white gate that leads to the house, from the road; and there is +a pleasant path leading right out from the front door, through the garden, +down to the water. This is the house that Georgie lives in. + +One evening, just before sunset, Rollo was coming along over the stone +bridge, towards home. He stopped a moment to look over the railing, down +into the water. Presently he heard a very sweet-toned voice calling out to +him, + +"Rol-lo." + +Rollo looked along in the direction in which the sound came. It was from +the bank of the stream, a little way from the road, at the place where the +path from Georgie's house came down to the water. The brook was broad, and +the water pretty smooth and still here; and it was a place where Rollo had +often been to sail boats with Georgie. There was a little smooth, sandy +place on the shore, at the foot of the path, and they used to call it +Georgie's landing; and there was a seat close by, under the bushes. + +Rollo thought it was Georgie's voice that called him, and in a minute, he +saw him sitting on his little seat, with his crutches by his side. Georgie +was a sick boy. He could not walk, but had to sit almost all day, at home, +in a large easy chair, which his father had bought for him. In the winter, +his chair was established in a particular corner, by the side of the fire, +and he had a little case of shelves and drawers, painted green, by the +side of him. In these shelves and drawers he had his books and +playthings,--his pen and ink,--his paint-box, brushes and pencils,--his +knife, and a little saw,--and a great many things which he used to make +for his amusement. Then, in the summer, his chair, and his shelves and +drawers, were moved to the end window, which looked out upon the garden +and brook. Sometimes, when he was better than usual, he could move about a +little upon crutches; and, at such times, when it was pleasant, he used to +go out into the garden, and down, through it, to his landing, at the +brook. + +Georgie had been sick a great many years, and when Rollo and Jonas first +knew him, he used to be very sad and unhappy. It was because the poor +little fellow had nothing to do. His father had to work pretty hard to get +food and clothing for his family; he loved little Georgie very much, but +he could not buy him many things. Sometimes people who visited him, used +to give him playthings, and they would amuse him a little while, but he +soon grew tired of them, and had them put away. It is very hard for any +body to be happy who has not any thing to do. + +It was Jonas that taught Georgie what to do. He lent him his knife, and +brought him some smooth, soft, pine wood, and taught him to make +wind-mills and little boxes. Georgie liked this very much, and used to sit +by his window in the summer mornings, and make playthings, hours at a +time. After he had made several things, Jonas told the boys that lived +about there, that they had better buy them of him, when they had a few +cents to spend for toys; and they did. In fact, they liked the little +windmills, and wagons, and small framed houses that Georgie made, better +than sugar-plums and candy. Besides, they liked to go and see Georgie; +for, whenever they went to buy any thing of him, he looked so contented +and happy, sitting in his easy chair, with his small and slender feet +drawn up under him, and his work on the table by his side. + +Then he was a very beautiful boy too. His face was delicate and pale, but +there was such a kind and gentle expression in his mild blue eye, and so +much sweetness in the tone of his voice, that they loved very much to go +and see him. In fact, all the boys were very fond of Georgie. + + + + +Georgie's Money. + + +Georgie, at length, earned, in this way, quite a little sum of money. It +was nearly all in cents; but then there was one fourpence which a lady +gave him for a four-wheeled wagon that he made. He kept this money in a +corner of his drawer, and, at last, there was quite a handful of it. + +One summer evening, when Georgie's father came home from his work, he hung +up his hat, and came and sat down in Georgie's corner, by the side of his +little boy. Georgie looked up to him with a smile. + +"Well, father," said he, "are you tired to-night?" + +"You are the one to be tired, Georgie," said he, "sitting here alone all +day." + +"Hold up your hand, father," said Georgie, reaching out his own at the +same time, which was shut up, and appeared to have something in it. + +"Why, what have you got for me?" said his father. + +"Hold fast all I give you," replied he; and he dropped the money all into +his father's hand, and shut up his father's fingers over it. + +"What is all this?" said his father. + +"It is my money," said he, "for you. It is 'most all cents, but then there +is _one_ fourpence." + +"I am sure, I am much obliged to you, Georgie, for this." + +"O no," said Georgie, "it's only a _little_ of what you have to spend for +me." + +Georgie's father took the money, and put it in his pocket, and the next +day he went to Jonas, and told him about it, and asked Jonas to spend it +in buying such things as he thought would be useful to Georgie; either +playthings, or tools, or materials to work with. + +Jonas said he should be very glad to do it, for he thought he could buy +him some things that would help him very much in his work. Jonas carried +the money into the city the next time he went, and bought him a small hone +to sharpen his knife, a fine-toothed saw, and a bottle of black varnish, +with a little brush, to put it on with. He brought these things home, and +gave them to Georgie's father; and he carried them into the house, and put +them in a drawer. + +That evening, when Georgie was at supper, his father slyly put the things +that Jonas had bought on his table, so that when he went back, after +supper, he found them there. He was very much surprised and pleased. He +examined them all very particularly, and was especially glad to have the +black varnish, for now he could varnish his work, and make it look much +more handsome. The little boxes that he made, after this, of a bright +black outside, and lined neatly with paper within, were thought by the +boys to be elegant. + +He could now earn money faster, and, as his father insisted on having all +his earnings expended for articles for Georgie's own use, and Jonas used +to help him about expending it, he got, at last, quite a variety of +implements and articles. He had some wire, and a little pair of pliers for +bending it in all shapes, and a hammer and little nails. He had also a +paint-box and brushes, and paper of various colors, for lining boxes, and +making portfolios and pocket-books; and he had varnishes, red, green, +blue, and black. All these he kept in his drawers and shelves, and made a +great many ingenious things with them. + +So Georgie was a great friend of both Rollo and Jonas, and they often used +to come and see him, and play with him; and that was the reason that Rollo +knew his voice so well, when he called to him from the landing, when Rollo +was standing on the bridge, as described in the beginning of this story. + + + + +Two Good Friends. + + +Rollo ran along to the end of the bridge, clambered down to the water's +edge, went along the shore among the trees and shrubbery, until he came to +the seat where Georgie was sitting. Georgie asked him to sit down, and +stay with him; but Rollo said he must go directly home; and so Georgie +took his crutches, and they began to walk slowly together up the garden +walk. + +"Where have you been, Rollo?" said Georgie. + +"I have been to see my cousin James, to ask him to go to the city with us +to-morrow." + +"Are you going to the city?" + +"Yes; uncle George gave James and I a half a dollar apiece, the other day; +and mother is going to carry us into the city to-morrow to buy something +with it." + +"Is Jonas going with you?" + +"Yes," said Rollo. "He is going to drive. We are going in our carryall." + +"I wish you would take some money for me, then, and get Jonas to buy me +something with it." + +"Well, I will," said Rollo. "What shall he buy for you?" + +"O, he may buy any thing he chooses." + +"Yes, but if you do not tell him what to buy, he may buy something you +have got already." + +"O, Jonas knows every thing I have got as well as I do." + +Just then they came up near the house, and Georgie asked Rollo to look up +at the golden pippin tree, and see how full it was. + +"That is my branch," said he. + +He pointed to a large branch which came out on one side, and which hung +down loaded with fruit. It would have broken down, perhaps, if there had +not been a crotched pole put under it, to prop it up. + +"But all the apples on your branch are not golden pippins," said Rollo. +"There are some on it that are red. What beautiful red apples!" + +"Yes," said Georgie. "Father grafted that for me, to make it bear +rosy-boys. I call the red ones my rosy-boys." + +"Grafted?" said Rollo; "how did he graft it?" + +"O," said Georgie, "I do not know exactly. He cut off a little branch from +a rosy-boy tree, and stuck it on somehow, and it grew, and bears rosy-boys +still." + +Rollo thought this was very curious; Georgie told him he would give him an +apple, and that he might have his choice--a pippin or a rosy-boy. + +Rollo hesitated, and looked at them, first at one, and then at another; +but he could not decide. The rosy-boys had the brightest and most +beautiful color, but then the pippins looked so rich and mellow, that he +could not choose very easily; and so Georgie laughed, find told him he +would settle the difficulty by giving him one of each. + +"So come here," said he, "Rollo, and let me lean on you, while I knock +them down." + +So Rollo came and stood near him, while Georgie leaned on him, and with +his crutch gave a gentle tap to one of each of his kinds of apples, and +they fell down upon the soft grass, safe and sound. + +[Illustration: Georgie's Apples.] + +They then went into the house, and Georgie gave Rollo his money, wrapped +up in a small piece of paper; and then Rollo, bidding him good by, went +out of the little white gate, and walked along home. + +The next morning, soon after breakfast, Jonas drove the carryall up to the +front door, and Rollo and his mother walked out to it. Rollo's mother took +the back seat, and Rollo and Jonas sat in front, and they drove along. + +They called at the house where James lived, and found him waiting for them +on the front steps, with his half dollar in his hand. + +He ran into the house to tell his mother that the carryall had come, and +to bid her good morning, and then he came out to the gate. + +"James," said Rollo, "you may sit on the front seat with Jonas, if you +want to." + +James said he should like to very much; and so Rollo stepped over behind, +and sat with his mother. This was kind and polite; for boys all like the +front seat when they are riding, and Rollo therefore did right to offer it +to his cousin. + + + + +A Lecture On Playthings. + + +After a short time, they came to a smooth and pleasant road, with trees +and farm-houses on each side; and as the horse was trotting along quietly, +Rollo asked his mother if she could not tell them a story. + +"I cannot tell you a story very well, this morning, but I can give you a +lecture on playthings, if you wish." + +"Very well, mother, we should like that," said the boys. + +They did not know very well what a lecture was, but they thought that any +thing which their mother would propose would be interesting. + +"Do you know what a lecture is?" said she. + +"Not exactly," said Rollo. + +"Why, I should explain to you about playthings,--the various kinds, their +use, the way to keep them, and to derive the most pleasure from them, &c. +Giving you this information will not be as _interesting_ to you as to hear +a story; but it will be more _useful_, if you attend carefully, and +endeavor to remember what I say." + +The boys thought they should like the lecture, and promised to attend. +Rollo said he would remember it all; and so his mother began. + +"The value of a plaything does not consist in itself, but in the pleasure +it awakens in your mind. Do you understand that?" + +"Not very well," said Rollo. + +"If you should give a round stick to a baby on the floor, and let him +strike the floor with it, he would be pleased. You would see by his looks +that it gave him great pleasure. Now, where would this pleasure be,--in +the stick, or in the floor, or in the baby?" + +"Why, in the baby," said Rollo, laughing. + +"Yes; and would it be in his body, or in his mind?" + +"In his face," said James. + +"In his eyes," said Rollo. + +"You would see the _signs of it_ in his face and in his eyes, but the +feeling of pleasure would be in his mind. Now, I suppose you understand +what I said, that the value of the plaything consists in the pleasure it +can awaken in the mind." + +"Yes, mother," said Rollo. + +"There is your jumping man," said she; "is that a good plaything?" + +"Yes," said Rollo, "my _kicker_. But I don't care much about it. I don't +know where it is now." + +"What was it?" said James. "_I_ never saw it." + +"It was a pasteboard man," said his mother; "and there was a string +behind, fixed so that, by pulling it, you could make his arms and legs fly +about." + +"Yes," said Rollo, "I called him my _kicker_." + +"You liked it very much, when you first had it." + +"Yes," said Rollo, "but I don't think it is very pretty now." + +"That shows what I said was true. When you first had it, it was new, and +the sight of it gave you pleasure; but the pleasure consisted in the +novelty and drollery of it, and after a little while, when you became +familiar with it, it ceased to give you pleasure, and then you did not +value it. I found it the other day lying on the ground in the yard, and +took it up and put it away carefully in a drawer." + +"But if the value is all gone, what good does it do to save it?" said +Rollo. + +"The value to _you_ is gone, because you have become familiar with it, and +so it has lost its power to awaken feelings of pleasure in you. But it has +still power to give pleasure to other children, who have not seen it, and +I kept it for them." + +"I should like to see it, very much," said James. "I never saw such a +one." + +"I will show it to you some time. Now, this is one kind of +plaything,--those which please by their _novelty_ only. It is not +generally best to buy such playthings, for you very soon get familiar with +them, and then they cease to give you pleasure, and are almost worthless." + +"Only we ought to keep them, if we have them, to show to other boys," said +Rollo. + +"Yes," said his mother. "You ought never to throw them away, or leave them +on the floor, or on the ground." + +"O, the little fool," said Rollo suddenly. + +His mother and James looked up, wondering what Rollo meant. He was looking +out at the side of the carryall, at something about the wheel. + +"What is it," said his mother. + +"Why, here is a large fly trying to light on the wheel, and every time his +legs touch it, it knocks them away. See! See!" + +"Yes, but you must not attend to him now. You must listen to my lecture. +You promised to give your attention to me." + +So James and Rollo turned away from the window, and began to listen again. + +"I have told you now," said she, "of one kind of playthings--those that +give pleasure from their _novelty_ only. There is another kind--those that +give you pleasure by their _use_;--such as a doll, for example." + +"How, mother? Is a doll of any _use_?" + +"Yes, in one sense; that is, the girl who has it, _uses_ it continually. +Perhaps she admired the _looks_ of it, the first day it was given to her; +but then, after that, she can _use_ it in so many ways, that it continues +to afford her pleasure for a long time. She can dress and undress it, put +it to bed, make it sit up for company, and do a great many other things +with it. When she gets tired of playing with it one day, she puts it away, +and the next day she thinks of something new to do with it, which she +never thought of before. Now, which should you think the pleasure you +should obtain from a ball, would arise from, its _novelty_, or its _use_?" + +"Its _use_," said the boys. + +"Yes," said the mother. "The first sight of a ball would not give you any +very special pleasure. Its value would consist in the pleasure you would +take in playing with it. + +"Now, it is generally best to buy such playthings as you can use a great +many times, and in a great many ways; such as a top, a ball, a knife, a +wheelbarrow. But things that please you only by their _novelty_, will soon +lose all their power to give you pleasure, and be good for nothing to you. +Such, for instance, as jumping men, and witches, and funny little images. +Children are very often deceived in buying their playthings; for those +things which please by their novelty only, usually please them very much +for a few minutes, while they are in the shop, and see them for the first +time; while those things which would last a long time, do not give them +much pleasure at first. + +"There is another kind of playthings I want to tell you about a little, +and then my lecture will be done. I mean playthings which give _you_ +pleasure, but give _other persons_ pain. A drum and a whistle, for +example, are disagreeable to other persons; and children, therefore, ought +not to choose them, unless they have a place to go to, to play with them, +which will be out of hearing. I have known boys to buy masks to frighten +other children with, and bows and arrows, which sometimes are the means of +putting out children's eyes. So you must consider, when you are choosing +playthings, first, whether the pleasure they will give you will be from +the _novelty_ or the _use_; and, secondly, whether, in giving _you_ +pleasure, they will give _any other persons_ pain. + +"This is the end of the lecture. Now you may rest a little, and look +about, and then I will tell you a short story." + + + + +The Young Drivers. + + +They came, about this time, to the foot of a long hill, and Jonas said he +believed that he would get out and walk up, and he said James might drive +the horse. So he put the reins into James's hands, and jumped out. Rollo +climbed over the seat, and sat by his side. Presently James saw a large +stone in the road, and he asked Rollo to see how well he could drive round +it; for as the horse was going, he would have carried one wheel directly +over it. So he pulled one of the reins, and turned the horse away; but he +contrived to turn him out just far enough to make the _other_ wheel go +over the stone. Rollo laughed, and asked him to let him try the next time; +and James gave him the reins; but there was no other stone till they got +up to the top of the hill. + +Then James said that Rollo might ride on the front seat now, and when +Jonas got in, he climbed back to the back seat, and took his place by the +side of Rollo's mother. + +"Come, mother," then said Rollo, "we are rested enough now: please to +begin the story." + +"Very well, if you are all ready." + +So she began as follows:-- + + + + The Story of Shallow, Selfish, and Wise. + + + Once there were three boys going into town to buy some playthings: + their names were Shallow, Selfish, and Wise. Each had half a + dollar. Shallow carried his in his hand, tossing it up in the air, + and catching it, as he went along. Selfish kept teasing his mother + to give him some more money: half a dollar, he said, was not + enough. Wise walked along quietly, with his cash safe in his + pocket. + + Presently Shallow missed catching his half dollar, and--chink--it + went, on the sidewalk, and it rolled along down into a crack under + a building. Then he began to cry. Selfish stood by, holding his + own money tight in his hands, and said he did not pity Shallow at + all; it was good enough for him; he had no business to be tossing + it up. Wise came up, and tried to get the money out with a stick, + but he could not. He told Shallow not to cry; said he was sorry he + had lost his money, and that he would give him half of his, as + soon as they could get it changed at the shop. + + So they walked along to the toy-shop. + + Their mother said that each one might choose his own plaything; so + they began to look around on the counter and shelves. + + After a while, Shallow began to laugh very loud and heartily at + something he found. It was an image of a grinning monkey. It + looked very droll indeed. Shallow asked Wise to come and see. Wise + laughed at it too, but said he should not want to buy it, as he + thought he should soon get tired of laughing at any thing, if it + was ever so droll. + + Shallow was sure that he should never get tired of laughing at so + very droll a thing as the grinning monkey; and he decided to buy + it, if Wise would give him half of his money; and so Wise did. + + Selfish found a rattle, a large, noisy rattle, and went to + springing it until they were all tired of hearing the noise. + + "I think I shall buy this," said he. "I can make believe that + there is a fire, and can run about springing my rattle, and + crying, 'Fire! Fire!' or I can play that a thief is breaking into + a store, and can rattle my rattle at him, and call out, 'Stop + thief!' " + + "But that will disturb all the people in the house," said Wise. + + "What care I for that?" said Selfish. + + Selfish found that the price of his rattle was not so much as the + half dollar; so he laid out the rest of it in cake, and sat down + on a box, and began to eat it. + + Wise passed by all the images and gaudy toys, only good to look at + a few times, and chose a soft ball, and finding that that did not + take all of his half of the money, he purchased a little morocco + box with an inkstand, some wafers, and one or two short pens in + it. Shallow told him that was not a plaything; it was only fit for + a school; and as to his ball, he did not think much of that. + + Wise said he thought they could all play with the ball a great + many times, and he thought, too, that he should like his little + inkstand rainy days and winter evenings. + + So the boys walked along home. Shallow stopped every moment to + laugh at his monkey, and Selfish to spring his rattle; and they + looked with contempt on Wise's ball, which he carried quietly in + one hand, and his box done up in brown paper in the other. + + When they got home, Shallow ran in to show his monkey. The people + smiled a little, but did not take much notice of it; and, in fact, + it did not look half so funny, even to himself, as it did in the + shop. In a short time, it did not make him laugh at all, and then + he was vexed and angry with it. He said he meant to go and throw + the ugly old baboon away; he was tired of seeing that same old + grin on his face all the time. So he went and threw it over the + wall. + + Selfish ate his cake up, on his way home. He would not give his + brothers any, for he said they had had their money as well as he. + When he got home, he went about the house, up and down, through + parlor and chamber, kitchen and shed, springing his rattle, and + calling out, "Stop thief! Stop thief!" or "Fire! Fire!" Every body + got tired, and asked him to be still; but he did not mind, until, + at last, his father took his rattle away from him, and put it up + on a high shelf. + + Then Selfish and Shallow went out and found Wise playing + beautifully with his ball in the yard; and he invited them to play + with him. They would toss it up against the wall, and learn to + catch it when it came down; and then they made some bat-sticks, + and knocked it back and forth to one another, about the yard. The + more they played with the ball, the more they liked it, and, as + Wise was always very careful not to play near any holes, and to + put it away safe when he had done with it, he kept it a long time, + and gave them pleasure a great many times all summer long. + + And then his inkstand box was a great treasure. He would get it + out in the long winter evenings, and lend Selfish and Shallow, + each, one of his pens; and they would all sit at the table, and + make pictures, and write little letters, and seal them with small + bits of the wafers. In fact, Wise kept his inkstand box safe till + he grew up to be a man. + + That is the end of the story. + + + + +The Toy-Shop. + + +"I wish I could get an inkstand box," said Rollo, when the story was +finished. + +"I think he was very foolish to throw away his grinning monkey," said +James, "I wish I could see a grinning monkey." + +They continued talking about this story some time, and at length they drew +nigh to the city. They drove to a stable, where Jonas had the horse put +up, and then they all walked on in search of a toy-shop. + +They passed along through one or two streets, walking very slowly, so that +the boys might look at the pictures and curious things in the shop +windows. At length they came to a toy-shop, and all went in. + +They saw at once a great number and variety of playthings exhibited to +view. All around the floor were arranged horses on wheels, little carts, +wagons, and baskets. The counter had a great variety of images and +figures,--birds that would peep, and dogs that would bark, and drummers +that would drum--all by just turning a little handle. Then the shelves and +the window were filled with all sorts of boxes, and whips, and puzzles, +and tea-sets, and dolls, dressed and not dressed. There were bows and +arrows, and darts, and jumping ropes, and glass dogs, and little +rocking-horses, and a thousand other things. + +When the boys first came in, there was a little girl standing by the +counter with a small slate in her hand. She looked like a poor girl, +though she was neat and tidy in her dress. She was talking with the +shopman about the slate. + +"Don't you think," said she, "you could let me have it for ten cents?" + +"No," said he, "I could not afford it for less than fifteen. It cost me +more than ten." + +The little girl laid the slate down, and looked disappointed and sad. +Rollo's mother came up to her, took up the slate, and said, + +"I should think you had better give him fifteen cents. It is a very good +slate. It is worth as much as that, certainly." + +"Yes, madam, so I tell her," said the shopman. + +"But I have not got but ten cents," said the little girl. + +"Have not you?" said Rollo's mother. She stood still thinking a moment, +and then she asked the little girl what her name was. + +She said it was Maria. + +She asked her what she wanted the slate for; and Maria said it was to do +sums on, at school. She wanted to study arithmetic, and could not do so +without a slate. + +Jonas then came forward, and said that he should like to give her five +cents of Georgie's money, and that, with the ten she had, would be enough. +He said that Georgie had given him authority to do what he thought best +with his money, and he knew, if Georgie was here, he would wish to help +the little girl. + +Rollo and James were both sorry they had not thought of it themselves; +and, as soon as Jonas mentioned it, they wanted to give some of their +money to the girl; but Jonas said he knew that Georgie would prefer to do +it. At last, however, it was agreed that Rollo and James should furnish +one cent each, and Georgie the rest. This was all agreed upon after a low +conversation by themselves in a corner of the store; and then Jonas came +forward, and told the shopman that they were going to pay the additional +five cents, and that he might let the girl have the slate. So Jonas paid +the money, and it was agreed that Rollo and James should pay him back +their share, when they got their money changed. The boys were very much +pleased to see the little girl go away so happy with her slate in her +hand. It was neatly done up in paper, with two pencils which the shopman +gave her, done up inside. + +After Maria was gone, the boys looked around the shop, but could not find +any thing which exactly pleased them; or at least they could not find any +thing which pleased them so much more than any thing else, that they could +decide in favor of it. So they concluded to walk along, and look at +another shop. + +They succeeded at last in finding some playthings that they liked, and +Jonas bought a variety of useful things for Georgie. On their way home, +the carryall stopped at the house where Lucy lived and Rollo's mother left +him and James there, to show Lucy their playthings. + +One of the things they bought was a little boat with two sails, and they +went down behind the house to sail it. The other playthings and books they +carried down too, and had a fine time playing with them, with Lucy and +another little girl who was visiting her that afternoon. + + + + + + ------------------------------------- + + + + + +THE ROLLO SERIES + +IS COMPOSED OF FOURTEEN VOLUMES, VIZ. + + Rollo Learning to Talk. + Rollo Learning to Read. + Rollo at Work. + Rollo at Play. + Rollo at School. + Rollo's Vacation. + Rollo's Experiments. + Rollo's Museum. + Rollo's Travels. + Rollo's Correspondence. + Rollo's Philosophy--Water. + Rollo's Philosophy--Air. + Rollo's Philosophy--Fire. + Rollo's Philosophy--Sky. + + + + + + + +***FINIS*** +
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