Chapter Ten
Janie Earns a Dollar
A FAT china pig stood on Jane’s dresser. He made no jingle as she shook him. Billy and James made money cutting grass in the spring and summer, and shoveling snow in the winter. It seemed they could always earn a nickel or a dime, but Janie dearly loved an ice-cream cone or a new hair bow, and her allowance vanished almost as soon as it appeared.
“Piggy, old fellow,” she promised, patting his fat sides. “I’m going to feed you today.”
Mom was down at the farmer’s buying eggs, so Janie talked it over with Grandma.
“I suppose I could help weed Mrs. Williams’ garden like the boys do, but it does get so hot, and the mosquitoes are quite bad.”
Grandma said, “Um H’m,” and continued to knit. Janie leaned closer and confided, “You know, I made breakfasts for a while last summer, but I had to give that up. I had so much trouble waking up.”
“How about helping Aunt Claire cut green beans?”