Bobby and Betty with the workers

by Katharine Elizabeth Dopp

“That’s so,” said Bobby. “I forgot the money. I was going to be like Simple Simon.”

“Simple Simon couldn’t buy a pie,” said Betty. “He didn’t have a penny.”

“Can we buy a pie for a penny, Mother?” asked Bobby.

“Oh, no, Bobby. Pies cost more than they did when Simple Simon lived.”

“How much does a cherry pie cost, Mother?” asked Betty.

“Twenty cents,” answered Mother.

“Twenty cents!” cried Bobby.

“Yes,” said Mother. “Here are two dimes. Bobby, you may carry the money this time.”