“I have twenty-five cents to give you for the missionaries. I sold some
cucumbers to a lady for five cents, and the rest Ma gave me for doing
errands.”
“I earned this money buying and selling rhubarb, 20 cts.”
“I bought one egg, raised a Pullet and sold one dozen for 20 cts., one
dozen eggs for 15 cents, then sold the hen for 20 cts. Total amount made,
55 cts.”
“I ernt this fifteen cents by buying and selling eggs.”
“I bought a patch of potatoes for one cent and tended to them and sold
them for 10 cts., making a profit of 9 cts.”
“I have just 51 cts. I went errands and washed dishes and did other
little things for it.”
“I bought beans and planted them and sold them for 3 cts.”
“I bought with my cent some radish seed, and Mr. Wilson gave me a plot to
sow it in. I watered and weeded them and sold them at 5 cts. a bunch, and
made $1.”
“I blacked the boots for a month and earned 15 cts. I will try to do
better next time.”
“My cent I invested in potatoes. I planted and tended them and arranged
with a gentleman to take the potatoes at 40 cts. per bag. I am glad to
hand in my $1 as the result.”
“I am a very little boy, but I ain’t too small to work. Last year you
did not give me a copper to work with, but I thought I would try and do
something for poor little boys and girls away off in heathen lands, so
last summer I picked dandelions, tied them in bunches, and sold them
around the town, total amount, 5 cts.”
“Total proceeds, $12.12.”
“I first bought a can with my cent, and picked berries and sold them.
Received twenty cents.”
“I bought a row of carrots of my Father for a cent, and had five pails,
and sold them at 10c. per pail, which is fifty cents.”
“I bought a cents worth of knitting cotton and knit a pair of garters and
sold them for Ten cents. (10c.)”
“We Bought 2 cents worth of Eggs and Sett them, got 2 chickens, and sold
them for 20 cents.”
“Bought one ct’s worth of Bootblacking, blackned boots for five cts.
bought five ct’s worth, blackned boots for five cts. a week, got one
dollar.”—_Missionary Outlook._
The Schoolmaster’s Lesson
The schoolmaster, with the savings of two laborious years, had treated
himself to a fine large microscope. This instrument, in its mahogany
case, occupied a place of honor on a side table. It was a world of
wonder, a more than Aladdin’s lamp to the children, who looked with joy
to the occasions when the schoolmaster revealed to their wondering gaze
its enchantments. Whenever the schoolmaster took a little key from his
vest pocket and approached the sacred altar, where reposed the marvel,
the children stowed their books under the blue desks, and fairly held
their breath with expectation. Any one of them might have the honor of
being summoned as officiating acolyte of the occasion.
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