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Success with Small Fruits. 



with the nomad Indians, open traffic anywhere, and at the shortest notice. 

 A mule-cart was stopped, a few empty crates taken off and placed under 

 the pines at our feet, and soon the grass was covered with full quart 

 baskets, for which the pickers received tickets and then passed on, or, as 



People who "Take no Thought." 



was often the case, threw themselves down in the shade. The itinerant 

 venders came flocking in like so many buzzards. There was at once 

 chaffering and chaffing, eating and drinking. All were merry. Looking 

 on the groups before us, one would imagine that the sky was serene. And 

 yet, frowning upon this scene of careless security, this improvident disre- 

 gard of a swiftly coming emergency, was one of the blackest of clouds. 

 Every moment the thunder was jarring and rolling nearer, and yet this 

 jolly people, who " take no thought," heeded not the warning. Even the 

 buyers and packers seemed infected with a like spirit, and were leisurely 

 packing in crates the baskets of berries scattered on the grass, when sud- 

 denly Mr. Young, with his fleet, black horse, came flying down upon us. 

 Standing up in his buggy he gave a dozen rapid orders, like an officer on 

 the field in a critical moment. The women, who had been lounging with 

 their hands on their hips, shuffle off with their trays ; half-burned pipes 

 are hastily emptied ; gingerbread, and like delicacies, are stuffed into 

 capacious mouths, since hands must be employed at once. Packers, 

 mules, everybody, everything, are put upon the double-quick to prepare 

 for the shower. It is too late, however, for down come the huge drops as 



