“Come on, then!” said Farmer Gray.
HE KNOWS WHAT TO DO WITH FARMER GRAY’S APPLES.
The boys crowded around the wagon, and the farmer tossed the apples to them.
“It is well for you, boys, that I found no market for my apples this morning,” he said.
“That’s so!” said the boys. Then they thanked him heartily.
Charlie Read said, “You are the funniest man I ever saw to stop and give us the apples.”
“You would like to see another just like me to-morrow, wouldn’t you?” said Farmer Gray.
“Yes, I would,” said Charley, “and I should like to live with you too.”
Just then the school bell rang. The boys all shouted, “Good-by! good-by!” as Farmer Gray drove off.