The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1900-01-28

the ordinary kind OF bury chestnut. anil
after a sharp frost there were not many
that needed opening.
But YOU may be sure that the day that
Mason and Jason became old enough 70
90 chestnutting alone they determined 10
discover this tree and 10 save themselves
the bother Of opening any burrs.
The morning after the first hard frost.
just as soon as it was light, hey got
out of bsd and actually dressed without
washing. they were 50 eager to begin the
search for the burTless tree. Forgetting
10 put on their blouses, although the air
was nippy, they rushed out of the house
with red worsted caps on their heads and
their blue school bags In their hands. IF
there are a lot said each twin to the
other-for they were both twins-''we II
get papa to harness up Ned and take a
barrel down to the tree"
They were actually the first boys to
enter the woods that morning The SPUR
rels were chattering orders to each other,
for the winter storing began that day and
they foresaw a hard days work to get
ahead of visiting giants in the shape of
small boys.
Mason and Jason had not gone ten rods
before they came on a great tree almost
bending beneath the weight of chestnuts.
Now, boys who weren't so fearfully lazy,
would have tumbled over each other in
their eagerness 10 get the bushels of nuts
lIdl lay upon In6 ground OF cluUS 10
the open burrs as II they were afraid TO
drop, but these lazy bones both said
'Shucks. We wouldn't stop for that kind
Fancy having to climb up a tree and
shake it to get some Of them down" And
get needles in your hands," said Mason:
or perhaps slip out of the tree" said
Jason.
So they pressed on. At first the SOUR
rels shouted to each other when they saw
them coming: Look out! Here come
two humans" but after awhile they SEEM
ed to understand that the boys weren't
after squirrels, but after burrless nuts.
and they chartered derisively at them as
much as to say: We've seen lazy people
before, and they never got just what they
wanted"
After an hours fruitless-or perhaps I
should say nutless-search the woods be-
gan TO resound with the voices of other
boys who were taking advantage of Sat
urday holiday to fill up their bags and
baskets and pals
and Howell Newell came upon the twc,
boys In the course of their wanderings
Each of the trio had a bushel bag half
full of the nuts, almost as big as the
! Italian kind. Hello, boys" said Bard
well Studwel why amt you picking
up nuts; too hard work?"
We're hunting for the burless tree"
Il
"Oh, chestnutsi' said Stillwell Stockwell
Every year some idiot kid does that, but
It's just a hundred years this fall, my
grandfather says, since the tree was
found"
why. what more do you want than
all these nuts?" said Howell Newell. Il
never saw so many in my life Well. if
you must 60 good luck. but you'll find
it easier in the end to get what nuts
you see and not hunt for the other kind. :"
why, half the fun is knocking EN-
out of the burrs," said Bardwell Stud
well.
Work isn't ever fun" chorused Mason
and Jason, and away they walked with
eyes peeled for the burrless tree.
They had foolishly come away without
any breakfast and long before noon they
began to be awful hungry but if they were
| lazy they were also mulisfly obstinate
and they wouldn't go back to get any,
! thing to eat They ate a handful of or
binary chestnuts that they deigned to
| pick up and, queeriy enough, each boy
got a pricker in his finger, because those
particular burrs were not quite open. This
made them more than ever determined 10
| search for the burrless kind.
"We'u make those boys look sick when
we come home tonight with several -four
barrels full of nuts" said Mason.
why not sugar barrels? They're larg-
| err" said Jason.
Heavier to lift" replied Mason
} Flour barrels will hold all We want"