The girls at once followed, and when they had gone a little way, Flora thought it would be nice to sing one of their school songs. So they went singing on their way, as happy as the larks in the morning.
“What fine apples!” exclaimed Josephine, as the party were passing Mr. Lee’s orchard.
“They are very fine looking apples, but they are not ripe,” replied Katy Green, who was walking near her.
“I think they must be ripe. They look good, at any rate. Won’t you be so kind as to get me one of them?”
“They will make you sick if you eat them,” said Katy.
“O, no, they won’t. If you will get me one, I will be very much obliged to you.”
Even Katy Green, who was not very well acquainted with the New York miss, could not resist this appeal, and she accordingly climbed over the fence and got two or three of the apples which she found on the ground.
As Katy had said, the apples were not fit to eat, and they were thrown away. They had gone but a little farther before Josephine saw some more apples, which looked very nice.
“I am sure those apples are ripe. See how red they are. I know they are ripe,” said she.
“Those are Baldwin apples. They are not fit to eat till winter comes,” replied Katy.