Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1912-05-26
BY MARGUERITE OGDEN BIGELoW

he said, you'll II get ten cents an hour for cut
ting the dandelions If you don t get it any
other way, give Bert leave to break my pig
bank in the morning and pay you out of my
savings. Cross my heart, hope to die! Do
just as you like about it, Feers."
The boys, somewhat ashamed of their dis
trust, set to work with a will Bub assigned
Bert to the piece of lawn bordering on the
street. Club to the left front, and Shaker to
the right front. Then he said:
Guess I'll go around in the back
And he went. Comfortably ensconced in
his favorite tree, he read his favorite book
while his friends grew red and moist in the
July sunshine.
Aunt Mary, looking from the window oc-
casionally, only noticed that there were sew
eral boys busy where one boy had been.
"How it will please John!" she thought.
"And it certainly is good of Bulbs friends to
help him. There is good deal of unselhsh-
ness in boys, after all. I'll give them some
chocolate cake and lemonade when they
have finished
When the task was done, Bub helped the
other fellows to carry the dying weeds away
and count them. Then he babe his friends
goodby and promised to meet them again
in the evening.
WnEN CHCic john ieluiHeu lOll llic
w city, Aunt Mary told him proudly the
story of her bedroom window observations.
BLESS my SOUL" muttered Uncle John as
he saw the probabilities that lurked beneath
the details of the story. "Therell be no re-
tail business for him, guess. He'll be doing
things on large scale, he will, the young
rogue! bet he's been pretty cute!" Uncle
Johns eyes grew grave. "A little too cute
for youngster, I'm afraid. Wait till | see
him!"
When he met the young capitalist face to
face he greeted him cheerily. Hello, Bub.
How's the job?"
-Four thousand nine hundred and ninety
six plants cut, Sir."
You don't say!" exclaimed Uncle John
with apparent establishment. "You don't
say, Bub! Well, | congratulate you. That
means about five dollars, according to the
agreement, doesn't it? You must have
worked pretty hard this hot day. Hope you
haven't a headache"
The capitalist flushed and felt trife un-
comfortable 1t was hot day." he an
sWered vaguely.
You must be pretty fast worker, Bub.
| don't see how one fellow could cut and
count as many as that
Honesty compelled Bub to stammer,
1.-THE other fellows helped some
They must like you heap to help that
much. Well, I'm proud of you. There's
nothing much better for a man to have than
the respect and affection of other men. And
they must be pretty decent kids too"
"They-the kids didn't do it for nothin'."
ooh, l see. You shared the job. Well,
that makes dollar and quarter apiece, l
suppose?"
Bub studied the carpet. u promised the
kids ten cents an hour, and they worked
about four hours"
Uncle John leaned back in his chair and
mopped his forehead. You re the real
thing, for sure!" he said. 1.-THE real capital
ist and public benefactor! You calculate,
then, that your earnings are five dollars
minus dollar and twenty CENTS?
Bub emitted a sulky Eyes"
PUT Uncle John did not put his hand into
= his pocket. He drew his eyebrows as
closely together as they could be drawn and
went on talking to his nephew. you're
pretty keen for boy" he said, pretty
bright and keen! I'm good deal interested
in this transaction of yours, and I'd like to
know more about it. How did you divide
the work."
Bert took the sidewalk piece and"
And Shaker"
1.-The right side