FOUR LITTLE -PLUMS!1

Rk. PLUM lives ona Long Island farm, where there is
room and time for these little Plums to grow and
ripen in the sun. The smallest, sweetest Plum is a graft
from a Quaker farm; her great-grandma sat on the facing
seat ina Friend’s Meeting-house, and never said anything
more severe than thee and thou.
The next Plum has another flavor. Her other great-
grandma went up on the roof and rang a bell, when the
British soldiers were in the house, looking for money and
silver spoons. Crack, went the muskets, daxg went the
guns below; ding-a-ling-aling, went the girl’s dinner-bell ;
not a shot hitting her. The soldiers were scared, and
jumped into their boats; they were rowing out of the har-
bor when the neighbors came to help. Look at this second
Plum ; she could do the same.

Master Ned battles with the bugs in the melon patch and
potato field as his great-grandfather fought for Molly
Stark, with all his might. Master Ned feeds the chickens
and has a share of eggs and fowls to sell.

They have a garden patch and plant what they please;
they sow seeds, they pull weeds, and their father sells their
lettuce and radishes with his own,

The mother—the best Plum of all !~gives the children a
sum of money every Saturday. They keep account books,
and put down what money they get, where it goes and
what it buys. At the top of the cover of Ned’s book, is this :

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