The Universalist. [volume] (Chicago [Ill.]) 1884-1897, 1895-03-09

"That amt such great things.
Why, knowed boy that made that
much in less'n month sellin' berries
and things to folks that was stayin'
late at the summer hotel"
Jake's eyes shone.
Couldn't II"
"Course you could. TIL tell you
where to 60"
Jake secured the woods, bringing
home berries every day for which he
found ready sale. But it was not
good year for berries, so Maria soon
declared, and as the days of his visit
to the farm sped away Jake realized
with dismay that bis consecrated sum
was not increasing fast.
He had his trials even in the land
of plenty and promise. On the next
farm lived some boys, with whom
some other boys were spending the
summer. Without intending any real
unkindness, they contrived to make
themselves terror to the stranger.
"Berriesp exclaimed one of them as
they met Jake one afternoon on his
return from a day in the woods.
"Hurrah, boys, he's got lot of EN-"
"Guess he works harder for 'em than
we do"
"Come, sonny, let's divide"
II can't" said Jake, very positively.
''They amt for me. They're for
somebody else, as needs 'em more'n
you do"
ooh, that's a mistake. Hurrah-
catch him!" as on their nearer APP
proach Jake turned to run.
With shouts of laughter they sur
rounded him, and, each one holding
limo, in spite of all his kicks and
struggles, took from him his days
work.
"Now we'll divide fair. Berries are
common property"
Still holding Jake down, they made
an equal division of the berries into
six parts, leaving Jake one sixth as
they released him.
He did not follow them as, with
further whoops, they ran away. He
knew he was as nothing against the
five, and had no heart for fight.
''I'll tell you what" said Maria, as
only two days before he was to go
away Jake confded to her the sad
fact that his savings were still far
from being enough to send Pete into
the country, you'd best try day at
the campmeetin'. It's only three
miles away, up at the edge of the
woods. There's lots O folks there.
You take some O your berries, and
Mr.. Grant II give you basket O
them good early ripe apples. You
set 'em up for sale, and see"
The camp-meeting was another new
and strange sight to Jake. Delight
full appeared the white tents to him,
with a few board shanties among
them, cleaning through the trees.
Many horses were tied in the shade,
and on all sides men, women, and
children, some full of the spirit of the
occasion, some drawn by curiosity,
and others, to their discredit be it
said, who had come purely from the
desire of finding fun-which usually
meant annoyance to other people.
Jake found board which he set
on stump and spread out his stock.
But as the day wore on he could see
that farmers folks thought little of his
wares. They could get plenty of
them without laying out their hard
earned money for them.
And then Jake perceived that his
boy tormentors, who had never missed
an opportunity for teasing him, were
on the ground.
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US. Give us treat, Jake"
In trepidation Jake began gather
ing his fruits into basket, quickly
resolving to try to make sales by
carrying them around to the tents.
But the boys made rush toward
him. His table was overturned, his
berries and apples scattered far and
wide. But this was not the worst of
it. His small cash box was snatched
as he was striving to defend his
property.
"You give that up"
For the first time Jake showed
fight, and such fight that the boys
who had laughed at his meekness
now stared at his prowess. Flinging
himself upon the thief he wrested the
money from him, and as one or two
appeared inclined to make another
attempt upon it, dealt them such
blows as for a moment scattered
them.
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