Ellsworth American. [volume] (Ellsworth, Me.) 1855-current, 1886-07-29
How They Helped the Deacon.

'hpse shpluers, on DER n.y..
-
no" lhey helped the deacon.
cherries | should say so , There's no
end 10 em-trees are loaded. and reds
burning bush. was by there to-day
Il was an intensely eager voice, and
Davy Kent, the speaker, ended his little
speech with an expressive smack OF the
lips.
He never miss the few we'd take, would
he, BOYS ?" That was Ned Rogers IL was
upon straw pile behind Mr. Rogers barn
that the boys we're holding an earnest con.
suita,ion.
Miss EN- No. not II We took twice as
many as We will"
"A bushel wiil be enough 10 treat the
vho- crowd. wontre"
..Oh any amount"
Now see here. boys"-.nd Glenn Good.
rich lifted himself into a sitting pos,ur. and
knit hi. brow. thoughtfuIly as h. smoke
Il thiDk-isn', ,hI.-do..n't !, seem a li,,l.
Us few # We were 10 ask him? |, looks
10 me"
Bu, right here Glenn. mIld voice "a.
drowned IN q roaring. hOtsfcrQls chorus,
Its not stating me boy." said Con
OBrien. with the f.in,es, brogue in the
world ~. only helping ourselves 10 . few
cherries. tha, otherwise might snoil for wan,
o the picking. and so he wasted entirely.
And if p.scon Cannon don't know il. he'll
be none the wiser. for he's got pile. and
hsp,. more'u h. can take care OF. Ten to
one he'll be Obliged TO US for helpinp him
heart. YOU know. And IL. for the fun OF il
as vel as the atiny We take EN-. and that's
the truth"
80 lis" echoed A good msny of the
BOYS.
A. for Glenn. he gszed into Cons serious
face doubtfuIl,, vet 1t must bs confessed,
very wiling 10 be convinced
II suppose you know best said he
"you fellows tha, have lived here all your
lives
"Of course" laughed Jerry Parker.
why, my father says he slways plants an
extra melon seed for US boys as we'll as for
the bugs"
So they reasoned away their doubts and
made their plans and somehow, before the
little party broke up, each boy had pretty
nearly succeeded IN persuadlng himself that
At NSH4N Oe AS!hS tHe bthCOH ihhcl Ot
helping him make away with a small portion
Of his fruit, All the same, Ned Rogers
couldn't resist little feeling Of guilt, not
unm!ngled with dread, when bis father said
al the tea-,able tha, evening "a wonder
what Deacon Cannon thought Of that NOW
of early ecu, timorhy' He was up 10 look a,
il this afternoon"
Nobody could tell wha, the Deacon
D., r -. 49, r. L.
him Blu, Ned was thinking that he would
give something 10 know ius, a, whs, time
in the afternoon the Deacon came to look at
the haymow.
That was what he said 10 his friends when
they NE, mex, nigh, all ready for the pro-
posed raid on the Descon's cherries. There
were not few blank faces in the little
crowd when be told his story
"He might have heard US if he vas there
when We were talking" said Ned, beating a
lively tattoo on the bottom of his basket.
Il don't say he did, bu, be might"
"Oh, pshaw ~ exclaimed Con O'Brien.
The Deacon's deaf little. and don't be-
lieve be could hear what We were a-.syinz.
WHY didn't YOU 90 round, me bow TO the
straw hape, and see if you could hear YOUR
self IN the bar-rn?"
sure, was exactly what Con wanted, since
there is nothing better than Jolly sounding
laugh to put boy on good terms with him,
self and everybody else.
its all right said he. Come on, now,
don't you be afraid o. nothin'"
Not boy among them was afraid but
good many of them couldn't keep their
hearts from futtering in very queer way,
when they came with their baskets and
bags to the gap in Deacon Gammon's or
chard wall. The orchard was near the
house, and the cherry-trees were scattered
about among the apple-trees in hap hazard
fashion. The house looked dark and still.
"It's Just as told you," whispered Con
O'Brien, triumphantly. The Deacon and
his wife have gone to prayer.mating, and
the coast is clear. 'Rah for We Look at
'em, me boys"
They did more than look at the great, de-
licious, clustering cherries, hanging from
boughs which bent low down with their
weight, Tbey pulled them bv handfuls
and bags and baskets were rapidly filled.
"But there don't look TO be any le,s'n
there was when we begun" said Con. with
q merry cbuckle "Now bovs i,n't tbi. .
big helm IN the old pintlemana He'd n;ye,
pet away With EN- alone. sure
There was no sound excen, the voic.. of
tho froys in the mar.b under the Hill ~b;le
the work wen, bri,kly on. I, VA, when III.
hoxs were nearly ready N leave thu, thew
bss,d voice in the d;rec,;on of Tho D.:
cor's dor,;c;ls
81 don, tnox bu, III walk ON, and GO. ~
al. ould Mrs CANNON her..lf," sonnd.
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