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" Hooray, Kate ! Give it to j em ! More berries. Fly 

 round, Mary ! There's lots of folks coming." 



More people crowded into the little yard, and Kate 

 grasped the huge hamper and went forth to meet the new 

 demand. As she placed her load on the little' counter, she 

 glanced at the people. There were two elderly gentlemen, 

 a young girl, and a young gentleman with only one arm. 

 Kate did not recognize him at first, but as he drew near 

 she saw who it was, and dropped her tin measure in a little 

 fright. 



One of the elderly gentlemen offered a basket. 



" Give me four quarts, miss." 



Kate, with trembling fingers, and her thoughts in a per- 

 fect whirl, mechanically handed out two quarts, and said 

 briefly : 



" Sixty cents, sir. Thirty cents a quart," 



" I said four quarts, if you please." 



" Oh ! excuse me. I didn't think." 



While she measured out the rest, the two gentlemen fell 

 to talking : 



" Wellson hit the nail on the head this time." 



" Yes. They are the best berries I ever bought. I'm 

 glad enough to pay the price. They are sure to be fresh 

 and clean." 



" That is true, and our young lady gives us good meas- 

 ure. The idea of selling their surplus berries in this way 



