"Here, April, we must beat it down a bit. The Meeses is feared we shall set the moon afire," laughed Jan, laying about him with a will, as the flames leaped heavenward.
The next morning he had to cross a river, and pay toll at the bridge. Why Lang-Jan never objected to that, I do not know, but he came quite meekly for the money. His mistress had not the exact sum, and Jan was some time inside the toll-house, which was also a store.
On emerging, he shouted and whipped up his oxen, and off we lumbered.
When we came to a hill, and our pace was sufficiently slackened for speech, Mrs. Gilbert called to him, "Jan, where is my change?"
"Oh, Meeses!" exclaimed Jan, quite unabashed; "I took the change in tobacco!"
Claudia's Place
BY
A. R. Buckland
Many girls long for an opportunity to "do something." That was Claudia's way. And, after all, there was an opportunity. Where?