“Do ’em good,” said papa. “Little Molly never had such rosy cheeks in all her life.”
“But think of their clothes!” said mamma.
FARMER GRAY AND HIS APPLES.
Farmer Gray had a load of apples to sell one day. But nobody wanted them. People offered him such a small sum of money for them, he said he would rather give them away.
So he started for home with his load of apples. He drove down Summer street, past the schoolhouse. The boys were having their recess.
Now Farmer Gray loved children. So when he saw these boys he thought, “Here’s just the market for my apples.”
He stopped his horse and called out, “Do any of you boys know what to do with apples?”
Then there was a shout! “O yes, sir, we guess we do!” said all the boys.