The bananas were handed over and Sammy looked for his change. But he only had two cents and a one-dollar bill.
"Can you change that?" he asked, holding out the bill.
"Certainly," answered the standkeeper, and promptly gave the youth a fifty-cent piece and a lot of small change. With his bananas in one hand and his money in another Sammy retired to a distance, to count his change and make sure it was right.
While he was buying the fruit a boy in tatters watched him eagerly. Now the boy came up to the country lad.
"Please, mister, won't you give me some money to buy bread with?" he asked, in a quivering voice.
"To buy bread with?" asked Sammy, in astonishment.
"Yes, please—I'm awful hungry."
"Ain't you had nuthin' to eat to-day?"
"Not a mouthful."
Sammy's compassion was aroused and he began to look over his change.