St. Johnsbury Caledonian. [volume] (St. Johnsbury, Vt.) 1867-1919, 1874-09-04
How Dick Went to the Picnic

Where in the world is that boy =
Mrs. Frye took her hands from the suds
and went to the barn.
Dick. what are YOU doiug?'
Making Il box for the cat Going tn
sell her. and get money tog" to the pic
ME, Friday
Thankful that he was in no worse
mischief. his mother went back to her
washing, and sighed to think how poor
they were. Dick kept busy at work
making his box like the cattle cars he
had seen on the freight trains open at
the sides and on top. with only narrow
bars nailed across. Part of IN old bar
rel hoop served for Il handle, and it was
with no little satisfaction that he held
it up Ia view.
There, TabtIa Maria, how do You
like NoUr new quarters? Not much
room to turn round, is there? But
you've plenty OF good needn't he
afraid of smothcring. O, hor he con-
timed, as il head with pair of fright
ened eyes Was thrust through the bars,
'this'll never do. You're not such ii
beauty that your looks will help me
any Down went the box, while an
other bit of Shingle was added to pus-
sclS prison. Lc'mc Sec he mlIscd.
crowding back poor Tabitha'> head,
you're worth about Il quarter: then if
those hens will lay II little extra this
week. am all right
Dick sailed forth into the july sun
shine, but found that cats were ii drug
III the market; everybody owned one,
80 he came home tired and discouraged.
and let puSS,y out.
Mrs. Frye was washing the dinner
dishes.
Il say, mother, Pm going fishing
We'll. don't tumble oVcrboard.' She
said anNiouSly.
For more than an hour Dick sat on
the end of the wharf. patiently watch
ing his line, but the fishes seemed to he
taking IN afternoon nap.
Il don't blame EN-, he muttcrcd. I'm
most melted here i'll the sun. My, here
comes the parS"nr
Fishing, Richard Nj. King never
called him Dick
Yes, sir; hut they don't bite
All Simon Peter had that same
trouhlc once. ont all night and caught
nothing
The minister had the qucere>t way of
talking about men i'll the Bible, just
a> if he were acquainted with them
1T was Il little strange he continued.
that Christ should ask him to push out
int" deep water; the last place To find
fish. isn't it !!
Yes, sir; they keep IN near the
shore. most always
1T wasn't il favorable time. either.
If ever y"n z" to the Sea of Galilcc, |
advise YOU not to try fishing in the tore
noon. BY the way. suppose you will
go Ia the picnic :
If | can earn the money. That's
what | want these fish for-to sell
Peter found some money in tiSh'S
mouth once
Dick opened his eyes. 'Incvrr heard
of that.
Didn't you Read the seventeenth
chapter of Matthew when you 90 home.
And if were in Your place, | would
ask Jesus 10 help me in this matter
Ask Him how 10 earn money said
Dick aghaSt.
Certainly. Why not Ipu don't /.
see the way clear yourself. and He is |
the Light. just the time To go to the /.
Lord, when we need Him, and men
cannot help lis. DO You want Il ticket /
S'N'h N'H- hhlliih io'i hnpN lnt
superintendent has IL few for those who
cannot afford to buy
No, SiI,' replied Dick, with en-
piGIsis.
Boys who help themselves always
make the Smartcst men said Mr.. King.
But Richard, don't let yourself out to
Satnn'S service. | dare say he has
plenty of odd jobs to he done this
week, waiting for Just such boys aS You:
but don't bc fooled 10y him. If You
feel afraid that the Lord cannot furnish
You with the right kind of work, think
OF Peter. Goodhyc, my boy
'Ilir thought Dick, wish was your
boy
Mother, I'm going black hcrrying.
Where can find Il pail |? Quick, the