Bosh-Bosh Oil. 27

for the well was very large. ‘‘ Butter won't help
me here,” he thought, sadly. Looking down into
the well he called out,

“Won't you please go off, Well, and let me
get the Bosh-Bosh Oil for the poor old man?”

And then, he almost fell into the hole, for a
voice far, far below answered, saying,

“Who is speaking to me?”

Gardner was much frightened, for he thought
this must be some other boy who had fallen into
the well.

“Who are you?” he called out.

“Truth,” came the answer, and then Gardner
remembered to have heard that ‘truth lies at the
bottom of a well.”

“T wish you would come up here, Truth,” he
said (for an idea had suddenly come to him).

“Very well,” said Truth, “wait a moment and I
will be there.”

Gardner promised, for, indeed, what else could
he do but wait? Soon a scrambling and scratching
was heard, and Truth slowly crept up till he reached
a big stone which jutted out at one side, about