“Sometimes. Father, he had chills and fever, and Hiram had an earache.”
“Here is an article on chills and fever, and here is another on earache and how to cure it.”
“Gosh, if it tells how to cure earache I want the book,” put in Hiram. “Tell you what I’ll do, ma. It’s your birthday next Tuesday. I’ll buy you a book for a present.”
“Thank you, Hiram, it will be very nice,” answered his mother.
Frank remained at the farmhouse a short while longer, and then started to pay for the dinner he had had.
“Never mind that,” said the farmer’s wife. “Take it out of the price of the books when you bring them,” and so it was settled.
CHAPTER XIV
A BOY RUNAWAY
When Frank left the farmhouse he felt in high spirits once more. Stopping there for dinner had helped him to take orders for two books, on which his profit would be a dollar and a half.
“I’d like to stop for dinner every day, on such terms,” he told himself. “In fact, I think I’d try to eat two dinners a day.”