Copyright, 1907, by David ©.
Cook Publishing Company.
Vou. VI. No J PUBLISHED
"OL. » No. EE:
DAVID C. COOK PUBLISHING CO., Etern,
ILLINOIS, AND 36 Wasuincton Sr., Curcaao.
August 31, 1907.
Ilundreds of blackberry vines, glistening
with fruit, stood in long rows over many
acres of the ranch. Tiles of boxes and
“+ chests dotted the rows. Were and there
were tents of families or girls, camped for
the picking season.
“At, the tally-place, where pickers came
to have their boxes credited, were the sis-
owners of the berry ranch. - Last year there
had only been stern Miss Amelia, but this
iss Rosemary had come: from. the
Miss Amelia‘and Miss Rosemary
were éach armed with’a hatpin, to spear
red or bleeding berries ‘out of the boxes
without injuring adjoining berries.
stood before Miss Rose-
looking distressed: at the
boxes of berries the gir] had brought.
“Why!” said Miss Rosemary, “I can
-tally such: boxes! You don’t know the
rules, do you? You mustn’t put hulls and
stems into your boxes. And this box isn’t
» full! Half. a berry above the sides and
“the ends of the.box,.dear, and ‘rising to-
ward the middle. Don’t -handle_ berries
.» but once, and don’t grab them so hard you
» s mash them. See that berry!’
Miss Rosemary daintily picked, out a
“;mashed blackberry with the hatpin,
A-gleam of fun lit the face of. the
girl addressed. * Mischievously she seized
the berry. from the hatpin.and ran_ off,
laughing, leaving Miss Rosemary staring,
“Well, I declare! Rosemary, were you
wasting time telling Lin Sonnichen. the
rules? That girl! (Why, she knows the
rules better’n you do! She was here last
year all berry season. You don’t know her,
because you weren’t here. She knew you’d
think she was a new worker. She was
.” just trying to see if you’d tally such boxes
~'as them.° She put those hulls in a-pur-
pose! And there she stood solemn-like, let-
_ ting her’ tell you the rules, and she laughing
in her sleeve all the time!”
The astonishment in Miss Rosemary’s
face turned into a sudden smile,
“Why, I liked her!” she said.
. Meanwhile, fun-loving Lin Sounichen
-* had-sped back to her berry row, and glee-
fully told Deely IJansen what had hap-
-Deely was a new girl. She always kept
rules, but she admired strong, funny, good-
natured Lin, Lin herself was used to ad-
miration.§ She liked ‘to have other girls
say secretly, “ Lin Sonniche broken more
berry patch rules than anybody ever~ did,
without getting found out, either!”
The next time Lin appeared at the tally-
place, it. was with two full boxes irre-
proachably picked, the berries rising: toward
the center. N.
“voice sounded in Miss
-’ Miss Rosemary, tallying the boxes, smiled A
little at the sudden improvement.
“So you have picked blackberries be-
fore, Lin?” she said.
“Me?” said Lin.
Then, seeing Miss Rosemary knew, Lin
ran off, laughin
here were other rules of. the great
Amelia and Miss Rosemary,
berry-patch, for its myriad workers. . No-
body must break up berry-baskets or boxes
for kindling for campfires. Everybody who
wanted fires must get chips from the euca-
lyptus, or “ gum-tree,” lot."/ Pickers might
eat.all the blackberries they. wanted while
they were picking, but they must not carry
berries to their tents, to “ put up” as pre-
serves or make into pies._ Otherwise, much
of the crop would haye been missing. No-
body must take eggs or chickens or orchard
truit. On Sundays there was no picking.
Lin Sonnichen always avowed to other
girls that she never saw a “country rule”
without. wondering if she could. break ‘it.
t home, in the. city, Lin would never
have taken anything from anybody, but in
the country it seemed as if anything “ be-
longed to anybody.” Lin never took eggs
or chickens. That seemed too much like
stealing. “But to come to one’s tent at
night, tired, made berry-baskets for sup-
per fire seem handy fuel, in-
stead of going to the “ gum-
tree ™". lot. oo 2
On the evening “of this day. :
six girls gathered in Lin’s
little tent. Lin had made a
fire of berry-boxes, and had
baked a blackberry pie in
her handy camping stove.
Lin was dividing the pie,
and distributing some hot
blackberry jam from a sauce-
“What ’d you make your
fire of, Lin?” asked one girl,
“What ’d Miss Amelia
say if she saw this, black-
berry pie?” laughed another.
“Tt’s awfully good, Lin !”
“Miss Amelia said to-day
that she’s going to discharge
anybody she finds burning
berry-boxes,” .said another,
“She lost’ a good many
through the pickers last year.
She has to pay sixty cents
a hundred for having boxes
made, besides lumber. You’d
better look out, Lin!”
Lin laughed carelessly.
Deely watched Lin admir-
ingly. Deely love her.
Only—did Lin ever think
that—well, was it. stealing
to.. take Miss . Amelia’s
baskets for . fires? - And
blackberries for pies? Deely
had never taken’ either.
Day after day after this,
Deely worked in the berry
hard day’s berry-picking, Deely came home
to her tent very: tired. Her shoulders
ached unmercifully, with reaching ~ and
stooping to pick blackberries. She had for-
gotten to get any chips, and-had nothing to
start her supper fire. She wanted a warm
supp It was such a long way to the
On one of the berry rows there was a
pile of berry-boxess Deely hesitated. Was
it so wicked?
“Lin does it,” thought Deely, “and I’m
She walked toward the pile, hesitating.
One or two boxes were a little cracked.
Perhaps Miss Amelia wouldn’t care for
those boxes, anyhow, so very much,
Deely seized them and ran back to her
tent. She whittled the thin wood into
chips. Iler fire shot up. Suddenly there
was a voice:
“So you, are the one. who makes fires
of; berry-boxes, are. you?” said Miss
Amelia sternly, “I’m glad I’ve found you
out at last! You pack your things and
leave this ranch to-morrow, Deely!”
“T never took a box to burn before!”
cried Deely. ** Oh, truly I haven’t!”
“That’s. likely !”: said. Miss’ Amelia
eurtly. “I’ve lost too many. boxes and
Baskets altogether! You're discharged !”
All night long Deely lay crying, a crum-
pled little heap, in her tent.
Next morning Lin Sonnichen ‘missed
Deely from the berry rows.
“J wonder what’s the matter,’ thought
She hurried to Deely’s tent
Deely sat, her face in her han
“TI was going to earn so much for my
folks in the city!” sobbed. Deely. © ‘‘ They
need it so! Mother—poor mother !—I was
going to. earn her things—mother’s gone
without so many things! And grandma—
I promised. her. some spectacles! She
hasn’t had any spectacles for ever so long.
We couldn’t afford any, and grandma has to
sit there without reading, and the days
are so long! And the schoolbooks for the
children, and their Shoes, ;And now I’
discharged—and I’ve got to go home withe
out anything—and mother’ll feel so bad!’
Deely sobbed convulsively.
“TI wouldn’t. have done it if it hadn’t
been for you, Lin Sonnichen!” Deely wept.”
“You always break-every rule you please,
and nobody ever finds out. You said you
didn’t believe in living by rules!”
Lin Sonnichen did not answer.
“She deesn’t care!” wept Decly.
But Lin Sonnichen was stalking through
the berry rows toward the farmhouse.
There she met Miss Amelia,
“T’ve come to be discharged,” said Lin
Sonnichen grimly, looking Miss Amelia in
the face. “ You discharged the wrong per-
son last night. . What Deely said was
true. She’s always kept rules before. That
was her first fire of boxes. I’m the one!
I’ve broken rules over and over, — Deely
thought she could because I did. . Deely—
oh, Miss Amelia, her. folks need her. pay
so! Won’t you take Deely back and dis-
Miss Amelia stared in despair.
“Yin Sonnichen,” she said, “ I hayen’t
time to talk to you. ‘I’ve got to go
straight to the tally-place.. You go inside
here and talk to my _ sister Rosemary.
Whatever she says is all right.”
Five: minutes later Lin Sonnichen: had
dropped beside Miss Tose-
mary’s knees and Miss’ Rose-
» mary’s . hand ; “was smoothing
her hair, « » Lee
“Deely’s got a mother to
feel bad, and I hayen’t,” said
Lin. “TI never meant to make
any mothers feel bad. Dis-
charge me, Miss Rosemary.”
“No,” said Miss. Rosemary.
“T’m going to keep you and
Deely both. Only, Lin, we
never know whom we shall
hurt if we don’t keep rules.
Most rules in this world have
reasons behind them. Did you
ever think of that?”
never looked for: the
reasons,” said Lin. | “I. just
thought it was fun to break
Another thing,” » said Miss
Rosemary, gently; “if we set
ourselyes blindly’ to disobey
rules ‘for fun,’ some-
we suddenly find that
we've been disobeying, God’s
rules, ' too.
boxes. yours, dear? . Doesn't -
the Bible say. anything about
taking other folks’ things?”
Lin Sonnichen flushed, her
“Miss Rosemary,” she said,
“T’m sorry, and [jl pay for
the boxes, and I’ll try to. think
of the reasons behind rules
“That’s right,” . said “Miss
Rosemary, smiling. “Now
you run along and tell Deely
‘field.’ She had alittle tent she isn’t discharged after all!”
at a distance from Lin, next ee .
to a-family. Deely usually CHOICE LANGUAGE,
kept a quantity of “ gum- “ pon’ “pr ” Tenn heart
tree” chips on hand to make N’T GRAB THE BERRIES SO-HARD YOU .MASIT TIITEM. mat yson, tive exprescon
her fires. One night, after a : “ awfully nice,” is said to have
inquired what writers would do if people per- ~ -
sisted is misusing words in that way. . Bishop
Potter of New York has given some good ad-
vice to the young women of ser College "|
regarding the use of slang. Said 7
“Slang is one of the cintest aangors ‘to
which our tongue is subjected. -Just’as coin.
is. debased, so .is.a language. The dialect
story, with all its tenderness and pathos, is of | ~
doubtful .value. There isn’t a‘woman who
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