THE STRAWBERRY GARDEN. 151 



When, on the fourth day, Johnny returned with less 

 money for his ten baskets than he had received before, 

 Kate was discouraged. 



"It's too bad, Johnny. Only a shilling a quart, after 

 we took so much pains with them." 



"Yes," said Johnny, hopefully; "but look at the 

 garden. Who is to pick 'em all ? We can't. They are 

 too thick for us. If the price has gone down we'll make it 

 up by selling a heap more." 



" Let's go look at them." 



" Let's , but wait a bit. Hadn't we better call Mary? 

 She hasn't helped us much so far." 



" She can't. She has to help at the mending, and you 

 know how hard you are on your stockings." 



Reaching the strawberry-bed, both were surprised to see 

 how abundant the crop was. 



" Can't help it, Kate. Mary '11 have to help us. It 

 will take all my time to sell such a lot of them." 



li So I will," said a voice near by. 



" There's Mary, now," cried Kate. " What can she be 

 doing over in the field? " 



Johnny didn't know, but guessed she would have a hard 

 time climbing over the stone wall. On the contrary, she 

 found an easy place, and stepped from -stone to stone as 

 easily as if she had done it many times before. Perhaps 

 she had. 



Ci There are a good many," said Mary, approaching the 



