Bobby and Betty with the workers

by Katharine Elizabeth Dopp

“It hasn’t come, Daddy,” answered Bobby.

“The newsboy is late this morning,” said Father.

“He is coming now,” said Betty. “I see him.”

Bobby went out on the back porch.

The newsboy tossed a paper on the porch and ran to the next house.

Bobby took the paper to Father.

“Thank you, Bobby,” said Father.

“I want to be a newsboy,” said Bobby. “Mother, may I be a newsboy?”