Bobby and Betty with the workers

by Katharine Elizabeth Dopp

Then the man gave Mother the knife, and she paid him for his work.

The scissors-grinder now swung his grindstone on his back. Again he rang his bell.

Bobby and Betty watched the scissors-grinder until he turned a street corner.

For study and play:

Have you any old knives to grind?

And scissors to grind, too?

Bring them out, my pretty dears,

I’ll make them look like new.