“Oh, buy me the package, papa?” he said, drawing his father's attention.
“What is there in it, boy?” asked the gentleman.
“Candy,” was the answer.
Alfred, for this was the little boy's name, renewed his entreaties, having, like most boys, a taste for candy.
“There it is, Alfred,” said his father, handing the package to his little son.
“There's a prize inside,” said Paul, seeing that they were about to pass.
“We must look for the prize by all means,” said the gentleman. “What is this? One cent?”
“Yes sir”; and Paul held out a cent to his customer.
“Never mind about that! You may keep the prize.”
“I want it, pa,” interposed Alfred, with his mouth full of candy.