The Coconino weekly sun., 1894-08-16

I,N l,e'Na"' AC%S ''No. That, rhe trouble with me too. Twenty-Five cents to get there, half fare; twenty five cents to get in"
 And this is an awful place to get anything to do in."
 Awful"
 The two boys resigned themselves to at least a half minutes reflection on the gloomy outlook. Both were kept at school, had a comfortable home, with enough of wholesome food, and clothes which were warm although not fine. But cent to spend, which was not of their own earning, neither of them ever thought of having.
 And over in the next town was to be held the county fair, with delights and wonders in the way of fine horses and cattle, big pumpkins, splendid fowls, merry-go-rounds, trotting, crowds, band music and a balloon ascension. Does anyone know medium-sized boy whose heart would not be heavy with despair at thought of missing it?
 ''I could get job pickin' up taters at Farmer CaprOn's," said Bill; but it's too much work for the money"
 How much?" asked Johnny.
 Cant make more'n five cents day 2 .workin all the time out of school"
 And it's a week to the fair. Wouldn't Farmer Capron let you have enough to go on, and make it up after wards?"
 II s'pose he would. but didn't ask him. It's too hard work Why" Bill strengthened himself up and spoke with enthusiasm, "once there was man who got me to carry valise to the station for him, cause he was fraid he'd lose his train, and we had to run like sixty. And he paid me fifty cents for it. Fifty cents in less'n half an hour"
 Yes" said Johnny, who had often before heard the fifty-cent story, but what we want to know now is what we can do now. If l lived to your end of town and could get so easy out to Capron's I'd pick the taters."
 II won't" said Bill, stoutly. "Come on! I'm goin' down street to watch for some kind of job. If we take all this Saturday afternoon to it it's pity if we can't find something"
 The boys hung around for while, to become at length discouraged at finding how few things seemed wait ing for boy to do for which anybody cared to pay any loose change.
 They came at length to where a man was laying a brick sidewalk.
 Want any help?" asked Johnny.
 ''Well, yes, do," said the man. II expected to have my boy to wheel sand and brick to me. But when got home to dinner found he'd gone fish ing. So I'm getting along the best l can without him."
 "Whatnl you pay?" asked Bill eagerly.
 Well, can't pay much Ten cents apiece from now till teatime."
 ''To wheel brick and sand all that time? Why, one day, a man gave me fifty cents-"
 "Oh, go long with your fifty cents," said Johnny, with good-humored laugh.
 You wouldn't find such a chance more n once in a year, if you did then" Well, shan't work all the after noon for ten cents," said Bill. "I'll look round for something else. I'll do a errand or something thatll make me twice as much and won't take half so long"
 Johnny before long was obliged to confess to himself that he, too, would far prefer to earn money little more easily, The afternoon was hot, the bricks and sand heavy, and the way over which he had to wheel them rough. He grew tired, and his back ached long before it was time to stop. But he worked away with sturdy checrfulness, feeling glad of his good luck in getting anything at all, and settling within himself that a saying he had once heard: If you can't get what you want you'd better take what you can get" was a very wise one, and one which boys would do we'll to heed. From brick pile to sidewalk he wheeled, occasionally getting a few moments ip which to sit on handle ot the barrow while he took breath and chatted with the man, of his hopes of making, within the next week, enough money to take him to tthe fair.
 Well, you're 2 tiptop worker," at