"Very well. I'll write your mama a note and explain our bargain."
When the note was written, Mr. Martin arose.
"Come, Paul, I will get the wrap," he said. At the counter he paused. "How
large is your mother Paul?" he asked.
Paul glanced about him. "'Bout as large as her." he said, pointing toward a
lady clerk.
"Miss Smith, please see if this fits you," requested Mr. Martin. Paul's
eyes were shining.
Miss Smith put on the wrap and turned about for Paul to see it. "Do you
like it?" she asked him.
"Yes, I do," he answered very emphatically.
The wrap was marked twelve dollars, but kind-hearted Mr. Martin said: "You
may have it for five dollars, Paul. Take it to Pauline and have her take
the price tag off," he added to Miss Smith. When she brought the bundle
back to him, he put it in Paul's arms. "Take it to your mama, Paul. When
the snow stops falling, come and sweep off the walk. I will pay you a
dollar each time you clean it. We shall soon have enough to pay for the
wrap."
"Yes, sir," answered Paul, gravely. He took the bundle and trudged out into
the snow.
When he reached home, his mother looked in surprise at his bundle.
Pages:
229
230
231
232
233
234
235
236
237
238
239
240
241
242
243
244
245
246
247
248
249
250
251
252
253