STORIES ABOUT PEOPLE WHO PROVIDE US WITH FOOD
THE BAKER
I. An Early Call
“Good morning, children,” said Mrs. Duwell, with a bright smile—so bright that it seemed as if the oatmeal she was stirring smiled too.
“Good morning, mother,” said Ruth. “My, but we are early this morning; it is only seven o’clock.”
“Good morning, mother,” said Wallace, sleepily. “May I go back to bed again?”
“Yes—after supper to-night,” replied his mother. “But I am glad you are up, for I am expecting a caller to knock at the door any moment.”
“Who is it?” asked Ruth.
“Oh, he is a very important man,” said her mother. “The strange part of it is that he never rings the front door bell, but always comes to the kitchen door and knocks.”