Mary Cary / Frequently Martha""

things are moving. I'm in business.

s to make money, and the money w

oming. Money wasn't. And what's the use of Chr

and even that you can't keep without both. Not being suitable to the season, I couldn't

ere wasn't. I couldn't tell Miss Katherine, knowing she'd fix up some way to give me some and pretend I was earning it; a

for pride, she's full of it. Martha generally gives the trouble, but Mary needs plain truth every now and

Riley sends us several barrels every winter, and, as t

d if you wanted to hard enough-except raise the dead, of course-the idea came that I could sell m

croaks like a bull-frog. Ugly? Pug-dog ugly; but

e told me he had five cents every day to get something for lunch, and fi

he always does after Sunday-school is out, and I

iness. Did

"What kind? W

e Apple business. I have an apple eve

he laughed. "I'm from New

ou're from New Jersey, I

started to hand

d the money where I could. We decided on a certain hole in the Asylum fence John knew about, and every evening that week

's John Maxwell's cousin-had heard about the apple selling. He tol

John. "I'm cornering that apple,

. I'm not charging for worth, but for want. The one

He's the Vice-President of the Factory, and Roper p

e high, and selected ones higher. John is

and gave Roper such a blow that my heart popped right out o

per could hit back, and then in some way they got out

y one were to say I wasn

is said is true, and you're afraid it wi

r my apple. John put six cents in, raising R

e, for even in business it pokes itself

And I'm bound to have that apple. Bound to!" And he dug the toe of his shoe so deep in the dirt he could have

inment business; but I enjoyed both. Making money i

and fifty cents on entertaining,

house isn't far from the Asylum, and I like her real much; but she isn't good on management

s the same thing. And she has servants and a graphophone and a pianola, but s

feet and on your back. And their mouths always have molasses or sugar in the corners, and thei

them when Miss Jones sends me over with a message. Sometimes I do, and the day Martha gave Mary such a rasp

like me to come over and entertain them during our play-hour? It's from half-past four to half-pas

worse not to have any to buy Miss Katherine a present with. If she tho

to come? Would I? I wish I could buy you!" And she threw her arm

ge the children better than I, and if you knew what one quiet hour a day meant to the mother o

d Miss Bray

rd, and Mr. Moon is rich. Miss B

st week, she gave me fifty cents instead

n Sunday. No, child, don't think you're getting too much. One doctor's visit would be two dollars, and the prescription forty cents, anyhow. The children would be on the bed, and my head splitting, and Mammy as much g

. Sarah Sue is the oldest, and nobody e

mother's and father's Christmas presents, and the things they said w

obbie. "I saw 'em in Mr. Blakey's window, and the

e your father tools for?"

ys to give a person a thing you'd like to have, and I'd like those tools. They're the bullies

nd she looked at Bobbie as if he were not even th

enty-five cents down here for your mother and only fifty for

, it's this way. I love them both seventy-five cents' worth, but I don't think I ought to give them the same. Father

nk so