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J O N A S 
 
 0 N A F A R 
 
 IK 
 
 SUMMER 
 
 BY THE 
 
 AUTHOR OF THE HOLLO BOOKS. 
 
 BOSTON: 
 
 WILLIAM D. TICK NOR A CO. 
 
 18 4 5 . 
 
ENTERED ACCORDING TO ACT OF CONGRESS, IN THE YEAR 1841, BY 
 T. H. CARTER, IN THE CLERK’S OFFICE OF THE DISTRICT COURT 
 CF MASSACHUSETTS 
 
 STEREOTYPED AT THE 
 BOSTON TYPE AND STEREOT/PE FOUNDRY 
 
PREFACE. 
 
 This little work, with its companion, 
 Jonas on a Farm in Winter, is in¬ 
 tended as the continuation of a series, 
 the first two volumes of which, Jonas’s 
 Stories and Jonas a Judge, have al¬ 
 ready been published. They are all de¬ 
 signed, not merely to interest and amuse 
 the juvenile reader, but to give him in¬ 
 struction, by exemplifying the principles 
 of honest integrity, and plain practical 
 good sense, in their application to the 
 ordinary circumstances of childhood. 
 
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CONTENTS 
 
 Planning,. . 
 
 CHAPTER 1. 
 
 Good by, Rollo, 
 
 CHAPTER 11. 
 
 Josey,. 
 
 CHAPTER 111. 
 
 Clearing Land,. 
 
 CHAPTER IV. 
 
 CHAPTER V. 
 
 Josey’s Promises, .76 
 
 Surgery,. 
 
 CHAPTER VI. 
 
 
 CHAPTER VII. 
 
 The Mountains, 
 
 100 
 
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 CONTENTS. 
 
 CHAPTER VIII. Page. 
 
 The Chase,. 1^0 
 
 CHAPTER IX. 
 
 The Holiday,. 1^® 
 
 CHAPTER X. 
 
 The Sail,. 147 
 
 CHAPTER XL 
 
 The Gray Squirrel,. 163 
 
JONAS ON A FARM IN SUMMER. 
 
 CHAPTER I. 
 
 PLANNING. 
 
 When Jonas was about sixteen years of 
 age, Rollo’s father sent for him, one evening, 
 to come into his study; for he said that he 
 wanted to have some conversation with him. 
 This study was a little room, where Rollo’s 
 father kept his books and papers, and where 
 he used sometimes to read and write. There 
 was a table, with one side inclined like a 
 desk, and a chair behind it, where Mr. Hol¬ 
 iday used to sit; and there Avas other furni¬ 
 ture, particularly book-shelves, about the 
 room, and maps and pictures against the 
 Avail. 
 
 When Jonas came in, Mr. Holiday asked 
 him to sit down. So Jonas sat doAvn in a 
 chair, which Avas not very far from the door, 
 
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 JONAS ON A FARM IN SUM.MER, 
 
 nearly opposite to the table where Mr. Hol¬ 
 iday was sitting. 
 
 When Jonas was seated, Rollo’s father 
 commenced the conversation as follows : — 
 
 “ I have often heard you say, Jonas, that 
 you intended to be a farmer.” 
 
 “ Yes, sir,” replied Jonas. 
 
 “ If that is your serious and settled plan, 
 it is time to do something towards carrying 
 it into effect.” 
 
 Jonas made no reply to this remark, but 
 his countenance assumed a very thoughtful 
 expression. 
 
 “ You are now,” continued Rollo’s father, 
 “ about sixteen years of age, —are you not ? ” 
 
 “ Yes, sir,” said Jonas, “I think it proba¬ 
 ble.” 
 
 “ O, we don’t know, I believe, exactly 
 how old you are.” 
 
 “ No, sir,” said Jonas. “You remember 
 that, when you found me sitting on a log, by 
 the side of the road, I scarcely knew any 
 thing at all.” 
 
 “ Except how to catch butterflies,” said 
 Rollo’s father. 
 
 A faint smile spread itself over Jonas’s 
 face at this allusion. But it was very faint, 
 
PLANNING. 
 
 13 
 
 and it soon disappeared. His mind was too 
 full of serious thoughts respecting his past 
 history, and the possibility that the time 
 would soon come when he would have to 
 leave Mr. Holiday’s family, to admit of his 
 being amused. 
 
 “ You must be about sixteen or seventeen,” 
 continued Mr. Holiday; “and whatever yonr 
 future occupation is going to be, it is time 
 for you to begin to pay some attention to it. 
 The art of farming, like all other arts, has to 
 be learned.” 
 
 “ I thought,” replied Jonas, “ that I should 
 learn something of farming here.” 
 
 “Yes,” replied Mr. Holiday, “you raise 
 me some corn, and grain, and clover ; and you 
 do it very well. But cultivating a few acres 
 with your own hands, is a very different 
 thing from managing a large farm, with a 
 great stock of cattle, and hired men. If you 
 are a farmer at all, I want you to be a suc¬ 
 cessful one, and to be qualified to conduct 
 your business on an extended scale, if cir¬ 
 cumstances should hereafter open the way 
 for it. Now, in order to do this, you ought 
 to spend some years upon a large and well- 
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14 
 
 JONAS ON A FARM IN SUMMER. 
 
 managed farm, in order to acquire a practical 
 experience of the details.” 
 
 Jonas could not deny that this was per¬ 
 fectly correct; but he was unwilling to think 
 of leaving his home, to go among strangers, 
 and to begin the world anew. He was there- 
 ' fore silent. 
 
 “ And now,” continued Mr. Holiday, “ 1 
 should like to have you think of this subject, 
 and let me know as soon as you decide. 
 Whatever business you conclude to follow, 
 I will do what I can to help you to prepare 
 for it.” 
 
 “I have thought of the subject, a great 
 deal,” said Jonas. 
 
 “ And have you fully made up your 
 mind ? ” asked Mr. Holiday. 
 
 “ Yes, sir,” replied Jonas. “ It seems to me 
 that it will be best for me to be a farmer.” 
 
 “Well,” replied Mr. Holiday, “you have 
 sufficient age and discretion to decide for 
 yourself; but why is it that you prefer farm¬ 
 ing to all other pursuits ? ” 
 
 “ Why, in the first place,” said Jonas, “ I 
 like a farm. I should rather have one for 
 my own, than to have any thing else. And 
 
PLANNING. 
 
 15 
 
 then, besides, a farmer doesn’t have so much 
 to do with other people.” 
 
 “ Not so much to do with other people ? ” 
 replied Mr. Holiday. He didn’t exactly un¬ 
 derstand what Jonas meant. 
 
 “ No, sir ; he manages his farm his own 
 way, and nobody has any thing to do with 
 him. I don’t want to have a great many 
 dealings with other people.” 
 
 “ Why not ? ” said Mr. Holiday. 
 
 “ I don’t know, sir, exactly why,” replied 
 Jonas. u People seem to be always finding 
 fault with lawyers, and physicians, and shoe¬ 
 makers, and other such persons as work for 
 every body ; and so I think I had rather 
 work for myself.” 
 
 Mr. Holiday smiled. 
 
 “ Besides,” continued Jonas, “I like ani¬ 
 mals, and I should have some if I had a 
 farm,” 
 
 Here there was another short pause, after 
 which Mr. Holiday added, — 
 
 “ Well, Jonas, you must decide for your¬ 
 self; and I am by no means certain that 
 your philosophy is not correct about it. And 
 if your mind is really made up, why, we 
 
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 JONAS ON A FARM IN SUMMER. 
 
 had better begin to consider what steps to 
 take.” 
 
 “I believe it is, sir,” said Jonas, “ only 1 
 don’t know how I shall ever get a farm.” 
 
 “ O, I think yon can manage that. You 
 will not want one until you are one or two 
 and twenty ; and by that time, if you are in¬ 
 dustrious and economical, you will have 
 some money.” 
 
 “ Not enough to buy a farm,” said Jonas. 
 
 “ No, not enough to pay for it wholly,” 
 said Mr. Holiday ; “but you can pay a part. 
 A farm may always be bought by paying a 
 part.” 
 
 “ How much ? ” asked Jonas. 
 
 “ Why, one third, perhaps, of the purchase 
 money. If a farm was worth fifteen hun¬ 
 dred dollars, you would have to pay at first, 
 perhaps, five hundred.” 
 
 “ I don’t think I could get so much as 
 that,” said Jonas, “ by the time I am twenty- 
 one.” 
 
 “Yes,” replied Mr. Holiday. “I think 
 you might, perhaps, even if you were to be¬ 
 gin now. You might have, probably, four¬ 
 teen dollars a month, at a farmer’s. Out of 
 
PLANNING. 
 
 17 
 
 this, you will have to pay for your clothes, 
 •which might, perhaps, be fifty dollars a year. 
 So that you might lay up one hundred a 
 year, which will be five hundred in the five 
 years which will intervene before you are 
 twenty-one, not including interest.” 
 
 “ Would there be any interest?” said 
 Jonas. 
 
 “Yes,” replied Mr. Holiday. “The in¬ 
 terest on one hundred dollars for one year, is 
 six dollars ; so that the one hundred dollars 
 you should receive for the first year’s wages, 
 would be on interest four years, and that 
 would make twenty-four dollars. The 
 second would have three years’ interest, and 
 so on. Thus the interest would be a consid¬ 
 erable addition, perhaps nearly fifty dollars. 
 
 “ Then, besides,” continued Mr. Holiday, 
 “you have accumulated a considerable 
 amount already.” 
 
 Here Jonas looked up towards Mr. Holi¬ 
 day, with an expression of surprise upon his 
 countenance. He did not understand what 
 he meant. 
 
 “ The first year that you lived with me,” 
 continued Mr. Holiday, “ I considered that 
 you did not earn more than your support. 
 
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18 
 
 JONAS ON A FARM IN SUMMER. 
 
 But, after that time, you made yourself so 
 useful, that I thought you earned more than 
 your support, and, at the end of the year, I 
 gave you credit upon my books for what I 
 thought you had earned, over and above 
 your food and clothing.” 
 
 “ How much was it, sir ? ” said Jonas. 
 
 Here Mr. Holiday rose from his chair, and 
 opened a mahogany case, which stood by 
 the side of the fireplace, and took out a 
 book pretty large and thick, and curiously 
 bound. He opened to a place in this book, 
 which he found after a little turning over of 
 the leaves, and said, as if talking to himself, — 
 Jonas : —creditor ; wages at two dollars 
 a month, twenty-four dollars.” 
 
 Then, looking up, and addressing Jonas, he 
 added, “ It was twenty-four dollars the second 
 year. The third year,” he continued, again 
 referring to his leger, “ I have credited you 
 with two dollars and fifty cents a month, 
 making thirty: and also with interest on 
 what was due the year before, one dollar 
 forty-four cents; total, thirty-one, forty-four. 
 And so it goes on, increasing gradually, till 
 the present time ; and the whole amount 
 
19 
 
 PLANNING. 
 
 Here Mr. Holiday took up a small piece of 
 paper from his table, and laid it upon the 
 page of his leger, which contained Jonas’s 
 account, and footed up the column. 
 
 “It amounts,” said he, when he had fin¬ 
 ished the addition, “to a little over two hun¬ 
 dred and fifty dollars.” 
 
 Jonas was astonished. He had never had 
 the remotest idea that he was going to re¬ 
 ceive any compensation for his services, other 
 than the food and clothing, and comfortable 
 home, which he had enjoyed. He sat still, 
 however, and did not say a word. 
 
 “ I have never explained this to you be¬ 
 fore,” continued Mr. Holiday, “ because the 
 knowledge of it would have been of no ser¬ 
 vice to you ; and, besides, you have not been 
 old enough to appreciate, very fully, the 
 business aspect of the relation subsisting be¬ 
 tween you and me. And now, as to this 
 money, you understand that you do not come 
 into possession of it until you are twenty- 
 one. That is the age, fixed by the laws of 
 the land, when every young man comes into 
 possession of his liberty and property • before 
 that time, he is under the command, and his 
 
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 JONAS ON A FARM IN SUMMER. 
 
 property is in the keeping, of his father ; or, if 
 he has no father, of his guardian. 
 
 u Yery soon after yon came into my fam¬ 
 ily,” said Mr. Holiday, ‘-'I took measures to 
 be appointed your legal guardian, so that, by 
 the law of the land, I am the trustee of all 
 that you possess, or that you will earn until 
 you are twenty-one ; and then it will become 
 my duty to surrender it to you. Before that 
 time, I cannot do it without a breach of trust. 
 
 u But, although I did not tell you that I 
 was intending to pay you wages, I yet regu¬ 
 larly entered it in my books to your credit, 
 so that it has been as well secured to you, by 
 this means, as it could have been. For, in 
 case of my death, my executors would have 
 found the estate charged with this amount, 
 and when you. should become of age, they 
 would have paid you the money.” 
 
 Jonas didn’t understand, very well, pre¬ 
 cisely what Mr. Holiday meant by his ex¬ 
 ecutors, and by his estate being charged ; but 
 the general idea intended, namely, that Mr. 
 Holiday had taken effectual precaution to 
 secure to him the payment of his wages in 
 any event, he comprehended fully. 
 
PLANNING. 
 
 21 
 
 “ And it will be my duty also,” resumed 
 Mr. Holiday, “ to receive, and to take charge 
 of, all the remaining wages you may make, 
 from this time until you are twenty-one. If 
 you were to continue with me, I should go 
 on charging myself every year, as I have 
 done. If you go to a farmer’s, I shall con¬ 
 tract with him for your wages, and receive 
 the money. Then, when you are twenty- 
 one, the whole amount will be at your dis¬ 
 posal. It will probably be more than five 
 hundred dollars.” 
 
 “ I didn’t know, sir,” said Jonas, after a 
 moment’s pause, “ that it was possible for a 
 boy to earn so much money, before he is 
 twenty-one.” 
 
 u They do not, commonly,” replied Mr. 
 Holiday. u A very frequent arrangement 
 made by farmers in this country, is to take a 
 boy at the age when you came into my 
 house, and take care of him; let him work 
 for them until he is twenty-one, and agree to 
 give him, then, a freedom suit and a hundred 
 dollars.” 
 
 “ A freedom suit ? ” repeated Jonas. 
 
 u Yes j a suit of clothes, given when he is 
 
22 
 
 JONAS ON A FARM IN SUMMER. 
 
 of age, and acquires his freedom, — which is 
 called a freedom suit.” 
 
 u And a hundred dollars besides ? ” 
 u Yes,” replied Mr. Holiday. 
 u Why, then,” rejoined Jonas, u should I 
 have any more ? ” 
 
 u There are several reasons which com¬ 
 bine to produce a different result in your 
 case,” said Rollo’s father. u When a farmer 
 takes a boy to bring up, in agreeing to pay 
 him one hundred dollars when he becomes 
 of age, he takes into the account certain risks 
 and dangers which you have escaped. He 
 must consider, for example, that the boy may 
 be sick, and so become a burden of ex¬ 
 pense and care to his master. Or he may 
 prove idle or vicious. Then, again, boys are 
 commonly taken, in such cases, when they 
 are younger than you were, and for several 
 years they are able to earn little or nothing. 
 But you began to make yourself very useful 
 almost immediately. At any rate, I have 
 kept a careful account, and I have not given 
 you credit for any more earnings yearly, than 
 I have supposed that you fairly made. So 
 that there is a great probability, that by the 
 
PLANNING. 
 
 23 
 
 time you are twenty-two or three, you will 
 have funds sufficient to enable you to pay 
 down the advance of purchase money neces¬ 
 sary to buy you a moderate farm. 
 
 “ And now,” continued Mr. Holiday, 
 “ this being the state of the case, I think that 
 if you really intend to become a farmer, it is 
 time for you to begin to acquire some knowl¬ 
 edge of farming ; and the best way to do that 
 will be to go and live with some practical 
 farmer, who carries on the business success¬ 
 fully, and on an extensive scale v 
 
 u I shall be very sorry to go away from 
 here,” said Jonas. 
 
 “We shall all be very sorry to lose you,” 
 replied Mr. Holiday : “ but that we cannot 
 help without sacrificing your future welfare. 
 I have no doubt but that the change will 
 be, in many respects, a painful one to you; 
 but, when it is once made, you will find, in a 
 new situation, as great a variety of pleasant 
 duties, and of enjoyments, as in this. If, 
 therefore, you wish to have me do it, I will 
 immediately begin to make some inquiry for 
 you. The first of April, which comes now 
 in about a month, will be a very good time 
 for you to commence your engagement upon 
 a farm.” 
 
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 JONAS ON A FARM IN SUMMER. 
 
 Jonas did not reply to this, but looked 
 down, turning his face a little away. Mr. 
 Holiday observed a rapid motion of the eye¬ 
 lid which was nearest to him, and other in¬ 
 dications, which signified to him, that the 
 idea of leaving the home where he had been 
 so long and so kindly entertained, was ma¬ 
 king a very deep impression upon Jonas’s 
 mind. So he closed the conversation by 
 saying, _ 
 
 “ Well, Jonas, I will make some inquiries 
 for you; but, at any rate, we will not decide 
 upon any thing positively, until I talk with 
 you again about it.” 
 
 “Yes, sir,” said Jonas; and he rose and 
 took his hat, turning, with averted face, to¬ 
 wards the door. 
 
 “ And, Jonas,” continued Mr. Holiday, “ I 
 should like to have you give the white horse 
 some oats, early to-morrow morning, for I am 
 going to send you and Rollo away with him 
 in the sleigh, soon after breakfast.” 
 
 “Yes, sir,” said Jonas, hastily; and then, 
 without turning around again, to look to¬ 
 wards Mr. Holiday, he left the room. 
 
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 CHAPTER II. 
 
 GOOD BY, HOLLO. 
 
 In consequence of this conversation, Mr. 
 Holiday found a place for Jonas upon a farm, 
 situated about fifty miles from the place 
 where Mr. Holiday resided ; but he didn’t 
 make the arrangement quite so soon as he 
 had expected, so that it was the last part of 
 April before Jonas was ready to go. Rollo 
 asked his father how Jonas was going. 
 
 “ I am afraid that he will have to walk,” 
 said his father. 
 
 u Why not let him ride in your wagon ? ” 
 asked Rollo. 
 
 u Then how should we get the wagon 
 back ? ” replied his father. 
 
 Rollo did not answer. This was a dif¬ 
 ficulty which he had not thought of. 
 
 “ I don’t know,” he said, at length, “ unless 
 I go and drive it back.” 
 
 “ You might go part of the way,” said his 
 father. “ I didn’t think of that plan. I 
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26 JONAS ON A FARM IN SUMMER* 
 
 might let you go as far as you can go in 
 one day, and then you come back the next 
 day, while Jonas goes on.” 
 
 “ Well, sir,” said Rollo, 11 but why camt 
 I go the whole way ? We can go fifty miles 
 in a day.” 
 
 j 
 
 “That is rather too far,—-to go fifty 
 miles one day, and back the next; but you 
 might go forty miles.” 
 
 This arrangement was made. Jonas put 
 his clothes, his books, and papers, and some 
 other items of property, which he had grad¬ 
 ually accpiired, into a chest, and placed this 
 in the back part of the wagon, on the evening 
 before he was to leave. Then he went with 
 Rollo, to take a walk about the garden, and 
 into the field behind it, and thence down to 
 the brook. lie wanted to take a last look at 
 the scenes which he had been familiar with 
 so long. 
 
 He stopped upon the bank of the brook, 
 near the fording-place, which he had made, 
 and where he had so often crossed the stream 
 with his cart; and, taking his jackknife out of 
 his pocket, he began to look around among 
 the young trees and bushes, which were grow¬ 
 ing thick there upon each side of the stream. 
 
GOOD BY, ROLLO. 
 
 27 
 
 “ What are you looking for ? ” said Rollo. 
 
 “ A cane,” said Jonas. 
 
 “A cane!” said Rollo; “ what do you 
 want of a cane ? ” 
 
 11 Why, I have got to walk ten miles day 
 after to-morrow, and don’t you think it will 
 be a good plan for me to have a cane ? ” 
 
 Rollo began to look about, to help Jonas 
 find a suitable stick for a cane ; but for some 
 time without success. Rollo found several, 
 which he thought would do, — as they ap¬ 
 peared very straight while they were grow¬ 
 ing ; but when he had cut them off, he found 
 that they were crooked. 
 
 “ Jonas,” said Rollo, at length, “ I’ll tell 
 you what will be a better plan. We can 
 find a cane for you to-morrow, when we are 
 riding, somewhere on our journey.” 
 
 “No,” said Jonas, “I want one which 
 grew here.” 
 
 Rollo did not see why a cane was any 
 better for growing in one place, rather than 
 another; however, as Jonas seemed to prefer 
 to find one there, he thought that he would 
 help him. So he continued to look around. 
 At length he called out, — 
 
28 
 
 JONAS ON A FARM IN SUMMER. 
 
 “ O Jonas, Jonas, come here ! Here is a 
 capital one, I believe. It is very straight . 75 
 
 “ Well,” said Jonas, in an indifferent tone, 
 — “ presently.” 
 
 “Come now” said Rollo; “I know you 
 will like this . 55 
 
 Jonas came slowly along, looking care¬ 
 fully upon each side of him as he advanced ; 
 for, as Rollo had been mistaken so frequently 
 before, he had little expectation that he had 
 found any thing extraordinary. However, 
 when he came to where Rollo was standing, 
 and looked at the tall and slender little tree, 
 which Rollo pointed at, he said, — 
 
 “ That is a splendid little tree indeed, — 
 straight as an arrow. And it is an oak, too . 55 
 
 “ Oak ! 55 repeated Rollo. 
 
 “Yes , 55 said Jonas, “and white oak; 
 which is the very best wood of all for a 
 cane. Jonas cut it off near the root, and then 
 made it of the proper length, by trimming 
 off the top. He said it was just such a stick 
 as he wanted, and that he should prize it so 
 much the more, because Rollo found it. 
 
 “ I mean to keep it a great many years, 5; 
 said he, “and call it my Rollo cane . 55 
 
GOOD BY. ROLLO. 
 
 J 
 
 29 
 
 “ Well,” said Rollo. 
 
 “ When I go after the cows, on the farm 
 where I am going, I shall take it with me.” 
 
 “ Yes,” said Rollo, 11 so you can.” 
 
 li And always when I am travelling on 
 foot from place to place; so that your cane 
 will help me along in the world a great deal, 
 perhaps.” 
 
 Jonas took his cane up to the shop-room, 
 in the barn, and there, in a box of old iron 
 remnants, he found a small, flat ring, just big 
 enough to go round the foot of his cane for 
 a ferule, to preserve the end from being 
 bruised and battered. He also smoothed the 
 upper end with files and sand-paper, and 
 then stained it a jet black, by means of a 
 dye which he had. He then varnished it all 
 over carefully from top to bottom. The 
 varnish gave a handsome color to the bark, 
 and it made the upper end, which had been 
 dyed, of a fine, glossy black, like polished 
 ebony, — so that it was really quite a hand¬ 
 some cane. When it was finished, he 
 wedged it in, at the front part of the wagon, 
 in such a way that it would not shake about, 
 and where nothing would touch it; and 
 
30 
 
 JONAS ON A FARM IN SUMMER. 
 
 there he said it might dry, while they were 
 riding the next day. 
 
 They set out early in the morning, and 
 rode all day. The country was quite green, 
 and Iloilo found the ride very pleasant. 
 Jonas was a little sad and sorrowful, the first 
 part of the way; but he gradually recovered 
 his' spirits. In fact, his thoughts were divi¬ 
 ded between sad recollections of his past life, 
 and of occupations and enjoyments, now 
 gone never to return, on the one hand, and, 
 on the other, anticipations of the future, and 
 curious interest, as to what sort of scenes, 
 and what sort of employments, awaited him 
 in his new home. About eight o’clock in 
 the evening, they reached the tavern where 
 they were to spend the night. 
 
 Here Jonas left his chest, intending to ask 
 the farmer to let him come for it some day 
 in his wagon. He and Rollo spent the night 
 here, and the next morning, Rollo set out 
 early, alone, on his return. Jonas, with a 
 bundle containing some of liis clothes, and 
 one or two books in one hand, and his cane 
 m the other, stood by the side of the road, 
 and said, “ Good-by, Rollo,” as Rollo rode 
 
CiOOD BY, RQLLO. 
 
 31 
 
 away. He continued standing there, watch¬ 
 ing the wagon, until it was out of sight, and 
 then he turned his face and his steps towards 
 his new home. 
 
 Jonas reached the town where the farmer 
 lived, about noon. There was a little village 
 by a waterfall, where he stopped to inquire 
 the way to the farmer's house. They told 
 him that lie must go across the bridge, near 
 the mill, and that then he must keep the 
 right-hand road all the way ; and that, when 
 lie had gone about half a mile, he would see 
 the buildings of the farmer’s off at a distance 
 on a great swell of land not far from a pond. 
 He would know the house, they said, by the 
 large barns, and by three or four great elm- 
 trees, which overhung the buildings. 
 
 Jonas accordingly walked along over the 
 bridge, and then kept the right-hand road. 
 It led through woods, the land rising steep 
 upon one side, and descending on the other 
 to the mill stream, which here flowed swiftly 
 over a rocky bed, down into a deep ravine. 
 Jonas followed this road about a mile, and 
 then he came out of the woods upon rising 
 ground, where he had an extensive prospect 
 
32 
 
 JONAS ON A FARM IN SUMMER. 
 
 of the surrounding country, with high moun¬ 
 tains in the distance. 
 
 At some distance before him, he recognized 
 at once the group of buildings, which had 
 been described to him. It appeared to Jonas 
 to be a very pleasant farm indeed. The 
 fields were quite green all around it, and the 
 leaves were coming out upon the trees. The 
 situation of the farm was elevated, and yet it 
 was sheltered by higher land upon the north 
 of it, which was partly covered with groves 
 of trees. There was a large, but very irreg¬ 
 ular-shaped pond beyond it. 
 
 While Jonas was looking at this scene, his 
 attention was suddenly arrested by the sight 
 of a neatly-dressed boy, appearing about ten 
 years of age, who was sitting upon a stone 
 by the side of the road. The boy arose from 
 the stone, and came towards Jonas, and ad¬ 
 dressed him, saying, — 
 
 “ Can you tell me which of these roads 
 leads to the farm over there ? 17 
 
 Jonas looked, and saw that the road here 
 divided into two branches, one of which ap¬ 
 peared to lead off to the right, and the other 
 to the left of the farm, so that a stranger 
 
GOOD BY, ROLLO. 
 
 33 
 
 would not know which would be most 
 likely to conduct him to it. 
 
 “ They told me at the village,” said 
 Jonas, “ that I must keep the right-hand road 
 all the way.” 
 
 “ Then are you going to that farm ? ” said 
 the boy. 
 
 “ Yes,” said Jonas, “ I am going to live 
 there.” 
 
 “So am I,” said the boy. 
 
 “ Are you going to work on the farm ? ” 
 
 “No,” said the boy, “ I am going to make 
 a visit.” 
 
 “ Ah,” said Jonas ; “ where do you live ? ” 
 
 u I live ill a town about forty miles from 
 here,” replied the boy, u and I am coming to 
 make a visit at my uncle’s.” 
 
 “ Did you walk forty miles ? ” said Jonas. 
 
 “No, indeed,” said the boy; “ do you 
 think I would walk ? I came in the stage¬ 
 coach.” 
 
 “ O, then you only walked from the vil¬ 
 lage,” said Jonas. 
 
 “ Yes,” said the boy, “ that’s all. I had a 
 great mind to ride in a chaise from the vil¬ 
 lage. I have got money enough. My father 
 gives me as much money as I want.” 
 
34 
 
 JONAS ON A FARM IN SUMMER. 
 
 While this conversation had been going 
 on, the hoys had been'walking along in the 
 right-hand road. They soon lost sight of 
 the farm, for the road descended into a sort 
 of valley. In a short time, however, they 
 found the farm coming into view again, as 
 they drew near to it. 
 
 There was a pleasant front yard before the 
 house, enclosed with a neat, white fence ; 
 and there was a large yard by the side of the 
 house, with a great gate in front, which was 
 wide open. Jonas and his companion went 
 in at the great gate, and walked through the 
 yard. 
 
 They went in at a door at the end of the 
 house, which had a large, flat stone before it, 
 for a step. This door opened at once into a 
 spacious family room, which had a very 
 large fireplace in one side of it, and many 
 doors and windows upon the other sides. 
 The table was set in the middle of the room 
 for dinner, and the farmer’s wife and one of 
 her girls were busy preparing the dinner at 
 the fire. Another girl was spinning at a 
 great spinning-wheel, at a window in the 
 back corner of the room. 
 
 The farmer’s wife seemed to know the 
 
GOOD BY, ROLLO. 
 
 35 
 
 boy immediately, when he and Jonas came 
 in. She and both the girls seemed very glad 
 to see him. They called him Josey. They 
 did not know Jonas until he told them who 
 he was. They gave Jonas a seat, and he 
 sat down to rest himself; for he was tired 
 after so long a walk. 
 
36 
 
 CHAPTER III. 
 
 JOSEY. 
 
 “ Aunt,” said Josey, very soon after the 
 boys had taken their seats, “ is there any 
 chance to go a-fishing on your farm ? ” 
 
 “ Yes, 5 ’ said his aunt, “the boys fish in 
 the pond ; and in the brook, I believe, some¬ 
 times.” 
 
 “ Well,” said Josey, “ I mean to go a-fish- 
 ing this afternoon. Where can I find a fish¬ 
 ing-line ? Where’s uncle ? ” 
 
 “ He is out in the barn-yard, mending his 
 cart, I believe,” said Josey’s aunt. “ No ; 
 here he comes, now.” 
 
 Just as she said this, the farmer came in, 
 with a boy behind him just about as big as 
 Josey. The farmer shook hands with Josey, 
 and seemed very glad to see him. His wife 
 told him that the other boy was Jonas. 
 Then he came and shook hands with Jonas, 
 and Jonas gave him a letter, which he had 
 brought from Mr. Holiday. The farmer took 
 
JOSEY. 
 
 37 
 
 the letter, and sat down in the corner by the 
 side of the fire, and began to read it. 
 
 “ Uncle,” said Josey, “ have you got a 
 fishing-line for me ? 5 5 
 
 But the farmer, being busily occupied with 
 his letter, did not reply. 
 
 “ Uncle,” said Josey again, pulling his 
 uncle by the arm, “ haven’t you got a fishing- 
 line ? for I want to go a-fishing this after¬ 
 noon.” 
 
 “ Be quiet, Josey,” said his uncle, without 
 looking up, “ for I’m busy now.” 
 
 “ But, uncle,” persisted Josey, “ I wish you 
 would just tell me that. It won’t take you 
 but a minute to tell me whether you have 
 got a fishing-line.” 
 
 But the farmer went on reading his letter, 
 without paying any further attention to 
 Josey. So Josey turned around, and went 
 away pouting. He walked to the place where 
 the boy, who had come in with the farmer, 
 was sitting, and said to him, — 
 
 “ Cousin Oliver, have you got a fishing- 
 line?” 
 
 “No,” said Oliver, “I believe not; I had 
 one once, but I don’t know where it is. 
 Perhaps Amos can find it.” 
 
 4 
 
38 
 
 JONAS ON A FARM IN SUMMER. 
 
 “ Amos? who is Amos ? ” said Josey. 
 
 “ Amos — he lives here ; don’t you know 
 Amos ? ” 
 
 “No,” said Josey. “ Where is he ? ” 
 
 “ Out in the yard,” said Oliver. 
 
 So Josey went out in the yard to find 
 Amos; but, in a moment after he went out 
 by one door, Amos came in at another. He 
 was quite a tall and sober-] ooking young 
 man, stooping a little in his form, as if ac¬ 
 customed to hard labor. At the same time 
 that Amos came in, the dinner was ready, 
 and they all sat down to table. Josey came 
 back again soon, and sat down with them. 
 
 At the table, the farmer asked Jonas how 
 far he had walked; and he told him ten 
 miles, and that he had left his chest at the 
 tavern there. “ And at some time when it 
 is convenient,” said he, “ I should like to 
 have you let me take a horse and wagon, and 
 go and get it.” 
 
 “Very well,” said the farmer, “this very 
 afternoon. The best time to do any thing is 
 the first time you get. You may take the. 
 wagon, and go this afternoon, and then be¬ 
 gin your work to-morrow.” 
 
 Immediately after dinner, Josey began 
 
JOSEY. 
 
 39 
 
 again inquiring of every body for a fishing- 
 line. At last, the farmer’s wife said, in a 
 somewhat impatient tone, —• 
 
 “Do, Amos, go and hunt up a piece of 
 twine, and rig that child up something for a 
 fishing-line. I’m tired of hearing about it.” 
 
 Accordingly, while the others went their 
 several ways to their employments, Amos got 
 a piece of twine, and cut it off of the proper 
 length for a fishing-line. Then lie went to 
 a small drawer in a desk, which stood in a 
 corner of the room, which drawer he brought 
 and laid upon the table. Josey came and 
 began pulling the things about, which were 
 in it. There were screws, brass balls, and 
 fish-hooks, and blades of broken knives, and 
 other similar treasures. Amos took it away 
 from Josey, and selected a fish-hook, and 
 also a piece of lead for a sinker. With these 
 he soon prepared a line, which he wound 
 upon a stick, and gave to Josey, telling him 
 that he must cut himself a pole, when he 
 went down to the water. 
 
 As Josey sallied forth, with his fish-line in 
 his hand, he found Jonas just going out of 
 the yard, in the wagon. 
 
 u Jonas,” said he, “ I’ve a great mind to 
 
40 
 
 JONAS ON A FARM IN SUMMER. 
 
 go with you, after all. I don’t care much 
 about fishing. Stop, Jonas ! stop for me.” 
 
 So saying, he advanced towards the wag¬ 
 on, and was going to get in. 
 
 “You must ask your uncle,” said Jonas. 
 Josey then ran off towards his uncle, who 
 was standing near the cart, explaining to 
 Amos how he wanted the tongue to be se¬ 
 cured. Josey broke in suddenly upon his 
 conversation, saying,— 
 
 “ Uncle, uncle, may I go with Jonas ? ” 
 “Yes,” said his uncle, “any where,— 
 away with you.” 
 
 So Josey ran, and climbed up into the 
 wagon ; and the two boys rode away to¬ 
 gether. 
 
 They rode on at a moderate pace for a 
 short distance, when Josey said, — 
 
 “ Poll! Jonas, I hope you ain’t going to 
 drive at that rate. He jogs along like an old 
 cart horse. Give me the reins and the whip, 
 and I’ll show you how to make a horse go.” 
 
 He was going to take the reins, but Jonas 
 held them out of his reach, saying, — 
 
 “No, I’m the driver.” 
 
 “ Let me have the reins,” said Josey, in a 
 commanding tone. 
 
JOSEY. 
 
 41 
 
 “ No , 55 said Jonas, firmly. 
 
 Josey made some farther effort to get pos- 
 session of the reins, but, finding that Jonas 
 was firm, he gradually ceased to contend for 
 them. After riding for some miles, however, 
 they came to the foot of a long hill, and 
 Josey proposed that Jonas should let him get 
 out and walk up. Jonas consented to this; 
 and, in fact, he got out and walked himself 
 too. As soon as Josey was out, he went 
 into the bushes by the side of the way, and 
 began cutting a long stick, which he brought 
 into the road, and trimmed the branches off, 
 as he slowly walked along up the hill. 
 When they had reached the top of the hill, 
 Josey had finished his^work, and held in his 
 hand the long, slender switch which he had 
 made. 
 
 u What are you going to do with that 
 switch?” said Jonas. 
 
 u I am going to make the horse go,” said 
 Josey. 
 
 u No,” said Jonas. 
 
 11 Yes,” said Josey. 
 
 “You are not quite so well acquainted 
 with me,” said Jonas, “as you will be, by 
 and by.” • 
 
 4 * 
 
42 
 
 JONAS ON A FARM IN SUMMER. 
 
 “ And you are not so well acquainted with 
 me. I’ve as good a right to drive the horse 
 as you have.” 
 
 “No,” said Jonas. 
 
 “ Yes, I have,” said Josey. “ It isn’t your 
 horse. It is my uncle’s horse.” 
 
 “ It is intrusted to my charge,” said Jonas. 
 “I’m captain of this wagon ; you are only a 
 passenger.” 
 
 So they took their seats in the wagon, and 
 Josey began to brandish his long switch over 
 the horse. 
 
 “ If you strike the horse,” said Jonas, “ I 
 shall have to take the switch away from 
 you.” 
 
 * 
 
 Josey made no reply, but he gently struck 
 the horse with the end of his switch. The 
 horse, which was a very spirited animal, 
 sprang forward, and would have gone on 
 with more speed, if Jonas had not restrained 
 him. 
 
 “ Now, Josey,” said Jonas, “ it will be a 
 great deal better for you to keep on good 
 terms with me. You and I are noing to be 
 together here for a long time, perhaps, and I 
 can help you very often in your plans, and 
 shall be very glad to do so; but then you 
 
JOSEY. 
 
 43 
 
 must do your duty, and allow me to do 
 mine . 5 ? 
 
 “ And what is your duty ? ” said Josey. 
 
 “ My duty now,” replied Jonas, u is to 
 drive this horse where we are going and 
 back, in a proper way, and not to allow you 
 to interfere with it.” 
 
 Josey made no reply, but gently touched 
 the horse again. 
 
 Jonas then said nothing more, but went 
 on cpiietly a short distance, until they began 
 to ascend a hill. Then he placed the reins 
 down upon the floor of the wagon, and put 
 his foot upon them. Then he very delib¬ 
 erately passed one arm around Josey, so as to 
 grasp both of Josey’s arms, just above the 
 elbows, and thus hold them with a strong 
 gripe. With the other hand he wrested the 
 stick away from him in an instant, and 
 threw it away out to the side of the road. 
 The whole was done in a moment, and yet 
 in a very calm and deliberate manner. Josey 
 was taken by surprise, and did not know 
 what to do or say. Jonas had planned and 
 executed the movement so coolly, and yet so 
 decidedly, that he had no opportunity *to 
 make any resistance. 
 
44 
 
 JONAS ON A FARM IN SUMMER. 
 
 Josey complained bitterly after it was 
 done, and he remained sullen during all the 
 rest of the ride. He declared that when he 
 got to the tavern, he would get another 
 stick, while Jonas Avas getting his chest. 
 Jonas tried to make him forget his design, 
 and, by talking good-humoredly and pleas¬ 
 antly to him, to bring him to a different 
 temper of mind. But all was in vain. 
 
 And when Jonas brought out his chest 
 from the tavern, to put it into the Avagon, he 
 found Josey standing by the horse, with 
 another long stick. Jonas did not Avant to 
 haArn any altercation Avitli him in the pres¬ 
 ence of others, and accordingly he said noth¬ 
 ing ; but they both got into the Avagon, and 
 then they turned out into the road, and be¬ 
 gan to return. They had not gone far, be¬ 
 fore Josey commenced Avhipping the horse 
 again. 
 
 Jonas Avarned him to desist, but in vain. 
 He accordingly took the stick aAvay from him, 
 as he had done before. Josey thought that, 
 being iioav on his guard, he shouhf be able to 
 resist j but Jonas Avas A r ery strong, and he 
 found that his resistance Avas of no. avail at 
 all. Jonas wrested it from his gripe Avith the 
 
JOSEY. 
 
 45 
 
 utmost ease, notwithstanding his struggles, 
 and threw it away, as before. 
 
 This made Josey more angry and ill-tem¬ 
 pered than ever. He declared that he would 
 make the horse go faster. He wished he 
 had a good stick to prick him. Then he 
 thought of his knife, and, taking it out, he 
 crept forward, and, putting his feet over in 
 front of the wagon, he opened his knife, and 
 was going to prick the horse with the point 
 of it, — looking round, at the same time, to¬ 
 wards Jonas, as if to see what he would do 
 
 i 
 
 in the case. 
 
 Jonas did nothing, but coolly drew in the 
 reins, as if he was stopping the horse. 
 
 The horse stopped, and Josey suspended 
 his design, in order to see what Jonas was 
 going to do. 
 
 u What’s the matter now, Jonas? 5 * said 
 Josey. 
 
 . Jonas did not answer, but got out of the 
 wagon, folded up the long reins, and laid 
 theme across the horse’s back. Then he 
 began to unbuckle a strap, which passed 
 under the horse from the shaft on one side, 
 to that on the other. 
 
 i 
 
 When he had unbuckled both ends of this 
 
46 
 
 JONAS ON A FARM IN SUMMER. 
 
 strap, he tossed it out upon the ground at the 
 side of the road; and then he began to un¬ 
 buckle the check rein, as it is called, which 
 goes from the bit on each side, and is hooked 
 at the middle, in a hook upon the saddle, 
 called the water-hook. 
 
 “ Are you going to unharness the horse ? 55 
 said Josey. 
 
 “No,” replied Jonas. 
 
 “What are you going to do then?” said 
 Josey. 
 
 “ You’ll see pretty sopn,” replied Jonas. 
 
 So saying, he laid the check rein down 
 upon the grass by the side of the strap, and 
 then he came to the wagon again, to the 
 side where Josey was sitting. 
 
 “ Come, Josey,” said he, “ I want you to 
 get out.” 
 
 “ What for ? ” said Josey. 
 
 .“I can’t tell you what for, but you must 
 get out, or else I shall take you out. You 
 had better get out voluntarily, for I am strong 
 enough* to master you, you know very well; 
 and I shall certainly take you out, unless you 
 get out peaceably, and that may hurt you.” 
 
 But Josey refused. lie moved over to the 
 other side of the wagon, and put himself in 
 
JOSEY. 
 
 47 
 
 an attitude of defence. Jonas stepped up 
 upon the shaft of the wagon, and, taking 
 Josey by the arms, he drew him out of the 
 wagon. He was as gentle as he could he ; 
 but Josey’s heels fell upon the wheel, as 
 Jonas could only support his head and shoul¬ 
 ders, and the blow gave him considerable 
 pain. Josey began to cry, and to struggle 
 and kick furiously. 
 
 Jonas paid no attention to his struggles, 
 but drew him out upon the ground, the 
 horse standing quietly all the time. When 
 he had brought him to the ground, he ex¬ 
 tended him upon it, face downward, and 
 drew his hands behind him. He did it as 
 gently as possible ; but Josey felt that the 
 gripe upon them was prodigiously strong, 
 and that it would be of little service for him 
 to resist. Jonas placed Josey’s fore-arms 
 side by side, so that each hand was at the 
 elbow of the other arm. Then he took up 
 the check rein, and, passing it round and 
 round, he bound his arms together securely, 
 and tied the ends. 
 
 Josey pulled a little upon them, but he 
 
 found that it was useless. Jonas had done 
 
 % 
 
 his work thoroughly, so that all Josey’s at- 
 
48 
 
 JONAS ON A FARM IN SUMMER. 
 
 tempts to get his arms free only gave him 
 pain, without loosening the binding at all. 
 He tried to kick; but he was extended upon 
 the ground in such a posture that his kicking 
 did no harm. 
 
 “ Now, Josey,” said Jonas, “will you ride 
 peaceably so, if I wall let you get into the 
 wagon ? ” 
 
 “No,” said Josey. “I’ll kick you all the 
 way, just as quick as I get up, and the horse 
 too, if I can. And I’ll tell my uncle of you, 
 and you’ll get a good whipping.” 
 
 “ Then,” said Jonas, “if that is your tem¬ 
 per of mind, I shall have to tie your feet too ; 
 that is all.” 
 
 Accordingly, without letting him get up, 
 Jonas tied his feet with the other strap, and 
 then he let go of him, and allowed him to 
 sit up upon the ground. 
 
 Jonas then said, — 
 
 “Now, Josey, I am very sorry to be 
 obliged to treat you in this manner; but 
 this horse is intrusted to my charge. It is 
 my duty to prevent your doing him any in¬ 
 jury, even pricking him with the point of 
 your knife. I should have been glad if you 
 could have been persuaded to act right; but, 
 
JOSEY. 
 
 49 
 
 as you couldn’t, I have had to use force ; but 
 now, if you’ll promise me that you will sit 
 quietly in your place, and make me no more 
 trouble, I will take off the straps, and we will 
 have a good ride home ; and I will not say 
 any thing about what you have done.” 
 
 But Josey would not promise. He was 
 sullen and obstinate. He said that he had as 
 good a right to drive the horse as Jonas had, 
 and that he would certainly tell his uncle, as 
 soon as he got home, how Jonas had abused 
 him. 
 
 Jonas, therefore, did not release him, but 
 lifted him into the wagon^and put him upon 
 his seat. 
 
 “ Fm afraid that you can’t ride very com¬ 
 fortably,” said Jonas, “and I’m very sorry 
 for it.” 
 
 “Then why don’t you untie me?” said 
 Josey. 
 
 “ I will, if you’ll give me your parole of 
 honor.” 
 
 “ Parole of honor ? ” said Josey ; “ what’s 
 that ? ’ ’ 
 
 “ Why, when a man is taken a prisoner of 
 war, if he gives his parole of honor, — that is, 
 his word of honor, for parole means word , — 
 
 5 
 
50 
 
 JONAS ON A FARM IN SUMMER, 
 
 that lie will not try to escape, they give him 
 a great deal of liberty, — more than they 
 otherwise would.” 
 
 “ And then doesn’t he try to get away ? ” 
 
 a No,” said Jonas, “ not if he is an honor¬ 
 able man. It is considered very disgraceful 
 for a man to break his parole of honor.” 
 
 u I would,” said Josey. 
 
 u Would you? ” said Jonas. 
 
 “ Yes,” said Josey, “I’d get aw'ay if I 
 could.” 
 
 “ Then, if you were to give me your parole 
 of honor, not to make me any more trouble, 
 and I were to untie you, I suppose you’d 
 break it.” 
 
 “ No,” said Josey. 
 
 u I could try it, at any rate,” said Jonas; 
 “ and then, if you broke your parole, I should 
 learn not to trust you next time. Only,” he 
 added, “ I should have all the trouble of tying 
 you again.” 
 
 They rode on in this way several miles. 
 Jonas’s first plan was to carry Josey home so, 
 and deliver him bound hand and foot to his 
 uncle ; but then he reflected that it would 
 necessarily give his uncle some anxiety and 
 trouble, to have to attend to the case, and 
 
JOSEY. 
 
 51 
 
 that he had better settle it himself with 
 Josey, if he could. Accordingly, when they 
 had got within about a mile of the farmer’s 
 house, Jonas turned aside from the main road 
 into a kind of by-road, which, he saw, from 
 the nature of the country, led by a circuitous 
 route to the farmer’s, so as to avoid the 
 village. 
 
 11 What are you going this way for ? ” said 
 Josey. 
 
 “ Because,” said Jonas, “I don’t want to 
 have you go through the village in disgrace. 
 • don’t want to hurt your character.” 
 
 Josey did not reply. 
 
 Ci A r ou see,” continued Jonas, “ that, in a 
 very short time, you will learn to behave 
 much better than you do now. You’ll 
 grow wiser; and T don’t want to have your 
 character spoiled by these pranks. I can 
 save your character in the village, but I can’t 
 save it at your uncle’s, unless you’ll give 
 your parole of honor, so that I can release 
 you.” 
 
 But Josey was still sullen and obstinate. 
 He would not give his parole of honor. On 
 the contrary, he said that he meant to tell 
 
JONAS ON A FARM IN SUMMER. 
 
 his uncle, and have Jonas whipped as soon 
 as he got home. Jonas had, therefore, no 
 alternative but to drive directly into the 
 yard, with Josey remaining bound. He 
 drove the wagon up to a post near the barn, 
 and then began to unfasten the straps, by 
 which Josey was confined. 
 
 At that instant, however, the farmer came 
 to the great barn door, and, seeing what 
 Jonas was doing, he came out to the wagon, 
 and asked how Josey came to be tied. 
 
 “ If you please, sir, ’ 7 said Jonas, “I should 
 like to have him give an account of it.” 
 
 “Well, sir,” said Josey, in a gruff, sullen 
 voice, and holding down his head. u He 
 tied me. He pulled me out of the wagon, 
 and hurt my heels, and then he tied me.” 
 
 “ What for ? ” said his uncle. 
 
 “ Nothing,” said Josey, — “ nothing at all, 
 — only I wanted the horse to go faster.” 
 
 “ First, he got long sticks to whip the 
 horse with,” said Jonas, “and I had to take 
 them away from him. He would not give 
 them up peaceably. Then he got down in 
 front of the wagon, and was going to prick 
 the horse with the point ol his knife, and I 
 
JOSEY. 
 
 53 
 
 had to tie him to prevent his doing mischief. 
 I did not know whether the horse would 
 bear it.” 
 
 “ Bear it! ” said the farmer ; “if the horse 
 had felt the least touch of the knife, his 
 heels would have been through the front of 
 the wagon a dozen times within a minute. 
 Stop ; don’t untie him, Jonas. Here, Amos ! ” 
 he continued, calling Amos from the barn. 
 
 Amos came. 
 
 “ Amos,” said the farmer, “ take this boy- 
 just as lie is, and carry him up into the back 
 garret, and put him on the straw bed. Per¬ 
 haps he'll come to his senses by to-morrow 
 morning.” 
 
 Josey began to cry; but whether his tears 
 were the expression of vexation or chagrin, 
 Amos paid no attention to them. He took 
 him in his arms, and carried him off towards 
 a door in the back part of the house. He 
 entered in at that door, and disappeared, and 
 Jonas saw him no more for several hours. 
 
54 
 
 CHAPTER IY. 
 
 CLEARING LAND. 
 
 After Jonas had been at the farm about a 
 week, he went out one morning with Oliver 
 to break up a piece of ground. The ground 
 was new, having never been ploughed, and 
 it was rather too much for Jonas and Oliver 
 to undertake alone. The farmer had in¬ 
 tended to send Amos with them, but he 
 wanted Amos, and another hired man whom 
 he employed, to be engaged about some 
 other work; and, as he had observed that 
 Jonas was a very steady and capable boy, he 
 concluded to let him try it. 
 
 “ Clear the ground first, Jonas, thoroughly,” 
 said the farmer, “if it takes you all day. 
 Get off all the logs, brush, and loose stones ; 
 and, when you strike any thing in ploughing, 
 bring it up to the surface if you can, so that 
 we can get it off out of the way, before we 
 plough again. And think of all the tools 
 that you want before you go, so as not to 
 
CLEARING LAND. 
 
 55 
 
 have to come back again. Oliver will tell 
 you where the field is.” 
 
 “ Yes,” said Oliver, “it is beyond the 
 brook —between the brook and the pond.” 
 
 “ Then it is a good place for me to go 
 a-fisliing,” said Josey, who stood by them 
 with his hands in his pockets, not knowing 
 what to do with himself that day. 
 
 The boys did not answer; but Jonas went 
 into the barn, and began to yoke up the cattle. 
 He took two yoke of oxen ; one pair he at¬ 
 tached to the cart, the other pair he left stand¬ 
 ing by themselves in the yard. Then he and 
 Oliver lifted the plough into the cart. Oliver 
 also put in three or four spare chains. Jonas 
 got an axe and an iron bar, — also a spade and 
 a hoe. 
 
 “What do you want a spade for?” said 
 ■% # 
 
 Josey; “you are not going to spade up the 
 field, are you ? ” 
 
 “ Open the gate for us, Josey, and then we 
 will give you a ride to your fishing-ground,” 
 
 said Jonas. 
 
 « 
 
 So Josey opened the gate, and held it 
 open, while Oliver and Jonas drove the 
 teams through. Then Josey climbed up 
 into the cart behind, and took his seat with 
 
56 
 
 JONAS ON A FARM IN SUMMER, 
 
 Oliver, upon a board, which had been placed 
 across, from side to side, for a seat. 
 
 “ Oliver,” said Jcsey, “don’t you wish 
 that you could go a-fishing with me to-day, 
 instead of going to work? ” 
 
 “No,” said 01iv r er, “ not I.” 
 
 “ You do,” raid Josey, “I know you do; 
 — only your ihther won’t let you.” 
 
 “No,” said Oliver, “I'd rather plough. 
 I like to plough very much.” 
 
 “ I don’t believe you like to plough,” re¬ 
 plied Josey. “You do it because you are 
 obliged to. Don’t he, Jonas? ” 
 
 Jonas, who was walking before, by the 
 side of the oxen, which he was driving, fell 
 back a little, so as to answer him. 
 
 “ I don’t know,” said Jonas, “ whether he 
 is obliged to work or not; but I know that 
 there is a great deal more pleasure in clearing 
 and ploughing a field, than in going a-fishing 
 all day.” 
 
 “ Why, what fun is there,” said Josey, “ in 
 driving oxen about a field all day ? ” 
 
 “I didn’t say there was fun; I,said there 
 was pleasure,” replied Jonas. 
 
 “ Well,” said Josey, “ that’s what I mean 
 by fun — pleasure.” 
 
CLEARING LAND. 
 
 “ Then you don’t understand the English 
 language very well,” replied Jonas, “if you 
 think those two words mean the same thing. 
 I think a boy is very much to be pitied, who 
 does not know any other pleasure than fun. 
 That’s the poorest of all kinds.” 
 
 “ I like fun sometimes,” said Oliver. 
 
 “Yes,” said Jonas, “you are right. Fun 
 is a good kind of pleasure, sometimes ; but it 
 doesn’t do to live upon.” 
 
 “ Well,” said Josey, “fun is good enough 
 lor me, at any rate ; and I’d rather go a-fish¬ 
 ing than work all day.” 
 
 “ I’m glad you’re contented with your 
 lot,” said Jonas. “We are contented with 
 ours; so we are all suited. You will have 
 the fun of fishing, and we shall have the 
 satisfaction of making half an acre of land 
 look smooth and handsome before night.” 
 
 While they were conversing in this way, 
 they were moving along a cart road, which 
 passed through some fields, not far from the 
 shore of the pond, which was here fringed 
 with trees. After a time, they came to a 
 brook. The water was deep and still ; for 
 they were near the mouth of the brook, 
 where it entered into the pond. They went 
 
58 
 
 JONAS ON A FARM IN SUMMER. 
 
 up the brook a short distance, and then they 
 crossed it by fording. Jonas got into the 
 cart, when it went into the water, so that 
 they were all carried over dry. 
 
 Then Josey began to look along the shores 
 of the brook and the pond, for a good place 
 to fish, while Jonas and Oliver began upon 
 their work • for they had now entered upon 
 the field, which they were to clear and 
 plough. 
 
 On taking a survey of the field, Jonas saw 
 that there were many logs and stumps, nearly 
 decayed, scattered over the surface, — and 
 also two or three stones of pretty large size ; 
 though the land was, in general, very free 
 from stones. 
 
 “ Now, Oliver,” said Jonas, “ you may 
 take one pair of oxen, and see what you can 
 do with the stumps and logs, and I will take 
 the other pair, and try the stones.” 
 
 “Well,” said Oliver, “and where would 
 you make the piles ? ” 
 
 Jonas looked about the field, and selected 
 places for piles of logs, choosing central 
 points, near the largest and most numerous 
 logs ; and then he let Oliver go to work 
 drawing them in. The way that Oliver did 
 
CLEARING LAND. 
 
 59 
 
 it was this : He would fasten a spare chain 
 around the end of a log, and then hook to it 
 the end of the chain which was attached to 
 the yoke j and then, starting the oxen along, 
 he would draw the log out to the pile. If 
 any log was partly imbedded in the ground, 
 so that he could not get the chain under it 
 very well, he would leave it until Jonas’ 
 could come with his iron bar. 
 
 As he was working in this way in various 
 places, wherever the logs and stumps chanced 
 to lie, he happened, in a short time, to come 
 to a place where Jonas was at work upon a 
 stone. He was digging all around it. 
 
 “ What are you doing? ” said Oliver. 
 i: l am digging around this stone,” said 
 Jonas, iC so as to get a chain under it; and I 
 want you to help me in a moment.” 
 
 So Jonas, who had by this time finished 
 his digging, laid down the spade, and took 
 the iron bar, and pried up the end of the 
 stone. “ Now,” said he, u I want you, Oliver, 
 to get the chain under it, if you can.” 
 
 Oliver took the chain, and was just going 
 to run it under the stone with his hand ; 
 but Jonas stopped him. 
 
 u I can run it right under,” said Oliver. 
 
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 JONAS ON A FARM IN SUMMER. 
 
 “ No,” said Jonas, “that will not be safe. 
 Never put your hand under a stone held up 
 only by an iron bar. Bring me a small log 
 of wood.” 
 
 So Oliver looked around, and found a 
 small stump of a tree, the roots of which 
 were so much decayed, that he easily tore it 
 up, and brought it to the stone. Then, while 
 Jonas pried up the stone, he crowded this 
 under it. Then Jonas let the stone down 
 upon it, and drew out his bar. The billet 
 of wood kept the stone from settling back 
 again into the hole. 
 
 Just at this moment, the boys heard a loud 
 shouting, at a distance from them across the 
 field. They both looked up, and saw Josey 
 coming towards them, running, and holding 
 up something in his hand. 
 
 “ He has caught a fish,” said Oliver. 
 
 “Yes,” said Jonas, “1 really believe he 
 has.” 
 
 Josey came bounding along over the rough¬ 
 nesses of the field, and, when he came up to 
 the other boys, he showed them his fish, with 
 an air of great exultation. 
 
 “ What is it? ” said Jonas. 
 
 “A trout,” said Oliver. 
 
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 61 
 
 “ Yes,” said Josey, “a real trout. 5 ’ 
 
 “ He has got a trout, I believe,” said Jonas, 
 quietly. “ Where did you catch him, Jo¬ 
 sey ? ” 
 
 “Right down under the bank there,” said 
 Josey, talking very fast and very eagerly. 
 “ I thought that it was a good place, and I 
 had a magnificent bite, directly after I put 
 my line in, but I did not catch him that time. 
 But I waited patiently, and presently he 
 came again, and, when he got a good hold, 
 I yanked him right out.” 
 
 “ Yanked ? ” said Jonas. 
 
 “ Yes,” said Josey, “ quicker than a flash. 
 Come down here, and I’ll show you the very 
 place.” 
 
 “No,” said Jonas, “'we have got to yank 
 out this great stone. There is more pleasure 
 in that, than there is in getting a trout out of 
 water.” 
 
 “ Poll! ” exclaimed Josey. 
 
 “ Don’t you think so ? ” asked Jonas. 
 
 “No,” replied Josey; “there’s no skill in 
 doing that; but it requires some skill to hook 
 up a fine trout like this.” 
 
 And here Josey held up his trout for Jonas 
 and Oliver to look at once more. 
 
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62 
 
 JONAS ON A FARM IN SUMMER. 
 
 “Well, now,” replied Jonas, “suppose you 
 get this stone out for us, and show how 
 easily it is done.” 
 
 “ Why, you’ve got nothing to do, but to 
 hook the chain around it, and then hitch on 
 with the oxen, and pull it out. I can do it 
 easily enough.” 
 
 “ Well,” replied Jonas, “ try. Suppose 
 you try to put the chain round.” Josey laid 
 down his fish, and took the chain, with a 
 very prompt and pompous air, and attempted 
 to pass it under the stone, where Jonas and 
 Oliver had raised it up from its bed. He 
 pushed the hook in under the stone, as far as 
 he could reach, with his hand, and then 
 went round to the other sidej but the hook 
 was not in sight, and he could not reach it. 
 
 “ I can’t reach far enough,” said Josey. 
 
 “ No,” said Jonas. “ I’ll tell you how 
 they do it. They push it through with the 
 iron bar. If you draw the chain back again, 
 and put the hook just in under the stone, 
 you can set the end of the iron bar against 
 the inside of the hook, and so push it 
 through.” 
 
 “Let me try,” said Josey. 
 
 So he took the iron bar, and followed 
 
CLEARING LAND. 
 
 63 
 
 Jonas’s directions. He found, to his great 
 satisfaction, that he could push the chain 
 very far under the stone, and, going round to 
 the other side, he found that the hook and 
 several links had come out through, so that 
 it was very easy to draw up the end. Josey 
 took up this end of the chain, and, drawing 
 it and the other end also around the stone, 
 he was going to catch the hook into one of 
 the links, about the middle of the chain, 
 where the hook met the chain, when drawn 
 tight around the stone. 
 
 “ Not into the link, Josey,” said Jonas; 
 “hook around the whole chain.” 
 
 u Why ? ” asked Josey. 
 
 “ If you hook into a link,” said Jonas, 
 “ the hook must remain at that link, and 
 cannot draw any tighter round the stone. 
 But, if the hook takes in the whole chain, 
 then, when we come to pull it, it will draw 
 up the chain tighter around the stone, and so 
 it will be less in danger of slipping off.” 
 
 If Jonas had ridiculed or taunted Josey for 
 his ignorance, he would only have given him 
 pain, and driven him off to his fishing again, 
 less inclined to attempt any useful work than 
 ever. But this Jonas was very unwilling to 
 
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 JONAS ON A FARM IN SUMMER. 
 
 do. Ho wanted very much to interest Josey 
 in farming : and so he kindly explained to 
 him what he did not know, and let him per¬ 
 form the process himself. It resulted just as 
 Jonas had expected. Josey became quite in¬ 
 terested in getting out the stone. He stood 
 by when Jonas hooked the cattle on; and, 
 when all was ready, Jonas said, — 
 
 “ Now, Josey, as you have done so much 
 towards it, you may as well finish. Suppose 
 you take the goad-stick, and make the oxen 
 drag it out.” 
 
 “Well,” said Josey, “let’s have it.” 
 
 He took the goad-stick from Jonas’s hands, 
 and started the cattle along, and the stone, 
 after being slowly heaved up from its bed, 
 tumbled over out upon the ground. 
 
 “ That’s right,” said Jonas ; “ now keep on, 
 and drag it out to the brook, where we came 
 across.” 
 
 Josey tried to drive the oxen along ; but he 
 made very crooked work of it. He made 
 the air ring with his loud vociferations ; but 
 the oxen either did not understand, or were 
 not disposed to obey ; and Jonas had to run 
 forward, and take the goad-stick from his 
 hands, so as to direct them right. 
 

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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bee, Jonas,’ said Josey; ‘Fve caught another fish.’” —Page 67 
 
CLEARING LAND. 
 
 67 ’ 
 
 “ Let me come, Josey,” said he. “You 
 do very well for a beginning ; but some day 
 I’ll teach you how to drive.” 
 
 u What do you want the stone away out 
 here for?” said Josey. 
 
 u Why, it must be out of the held some¬ 
 where,” replied Jonas, “ and I thought that, 
 perhaps, some day or other, we might like to 
 build a bridge across the brook there, and 
 then these stones would help make the 
 abutment. However, M finish the work 
 now, and you may go back to your fishing.” 
 
 So Josey went back to his fishing, though 
 with less appearance of interest than he had 
 manifested at first. Jonas and Oliver re¬ 
 turned to their work. 
 
 In little less than half an hour, the atten¬ 
 tion of Jonas and Oliver was again arrested by 
 a call from Josey. They looked around, and 
 saw him standing near the shore, where he 
 had been fishing, looking towards them, and 
 holding up another fish, which he had caught. 
 
 See, Jonas,” said he; “ I’ve caught 
 another fish.” 
 
 “ Yes,” said Jonas, u I’m glad of it.” 
 
 Josey, after holding up his second fish a 
 moment longer in silence, disappeared again 
 
68 
 
 JONAS ON A FARM IN SUMMER, 
 
 behind the bank, and Jonas and Oliver went 
 on with their work as before. 
 
 In about an hour after this, Josey appeared 
 again, slowly walking along towards that 
 part of the field where the boys ivere at 
 work, winding up his fishing-line as he 
 came. He observed that a great change had 
 taken place in the appearance of the field, 
 since he had left it. The scattered logs and 
 stumps had been gathered in three large 
 piles, in different parts of the field,’ and in 
 one place a smaller heap was burning. Josey 
 walked up towards the fire. 
 
 u What’s this fire for ? ” said he. 
 u To crack that stone,” replied Jonas 
 Josey looked, and saw that the fire was 
 built upon a large stone, which lay half im¬ 
 bedded in the ground, and was too large to 
 be moved by the oxen. 
 
 Jonas had dug a sort of trench all around 
 it, by which means it was more exposed to 
 the action of the fire, and had then- built a 
 solid fire of logs upon it. This fire was now 
 just beginning to bum. 
 
 “ Where did you get your fire ? ” asked 
 Josey. 
 
 “ In my pocket,” said Jonas. 
 
CLEARING LAND. 
 
 69 
 
 “Your pocket!*' exclaimed Josey ; “do 
 you carry fire in your pocket?” 
 
 “ Not exactly / 5 said, Jonas, “ but I always 
 carry a tinder-box, when I go out to clear 
 land. But, Josey / 5 continued he, “ how 
 comes it that you leave your fishing ? Can 5 t 
 you catch any more ? 55 
 
 “Yes / 5 said Josey, “I have caught five; 
 but I’m tired of fishing now . 55 
 
 “ What have you done with your fishes ? 55 
 said Oliver. 
 
 “ O, I left them down under the bank in 
 the shade. I thought I’d come and see 
 what you are doing. You don’t expect to 
 crack up that great rock by building a fire 
 on it, do you ? 55 
 
 “'I hope to,” said Jonas, “if it is the right 
 kind.” 
 
 “ What kind ? ” asked Josey. 
 
 “ Why, the kind that will crack by having 
 fires built upon them. There is a kind of 
 bluish, close-grained stone, that will crack if 
 we build a good, hot, and steady fire on 
 them.” 
 
 “ And then pour on cold water ? ” 
 
 “No,” said Jonas, “without any cold 
 water.” 
 
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 JONAS ON A FARM IN SUMMER. 
 
 During this conversation, Jonas had con¬ 
 tinued to heap on the largest fragments of 
 stumps and logs that he could find in the 
 vicinity of his fire. Josey stood looking on 
 a few minutes in silence, and then he said 
 again, — 
 
 “ How long before you expect that the 
 rock will break ?” 
 
 “ O, in two or three hours,” said Jonas. 
 “ Perhaps, if we get a good fire upon it now, 
 we may find some of the seams opened when 
 we come down after dinner.” 
 
 “Well,” said Josey, “and I’ll help build 
 the fire.” 
 
 He accordingly went to work very dil¬ 
 igently, heaping up wood upon the fire. 
 Jonas and Oliver occupied themselves with 
 drawing the remaining logs to the great 
 heaps, which they had begun to make. 
 After a time, Josey went to help Oliver. 
 He found him rooting out stumps with the 
 oxen. The stumps were almost entirely 
 decayed below, for the field had long been 
 cleared of its wood, and used as pasture- 
 ground. Josey soon became very much 
 interested in his work. Oliver would let 
 him fasten a chain around a stump or a log, 
 
CLEARING LAND. 
 
 71 
 
 and then he would attach the oxen to it, and 
 draw it out of its bed. and away to the nearest 
 heap. In fact, lie began to think that there 
 was full as much pleasure in seeing the old 
 roots come tearing up out of the turf, as in 
 seeing the trout drawn lip by his line from 
 the waters of the pond. 
 
 A little after the middle of the forenoon, 
 the boys had cleared off nearly all the large 
 logs and stumps, and then they put one yoke 
 of oxen to the cart, and went all over the 
 field to gather up the smaller pieces. While 
 Jonas was doing this, Josey carried brands 
 from the fire upon the rock, and set the 
 great heaps on fire, and Jonas brought cart¬ 
 loads after cart-loads and threw them upon 
 them. Then they put both pairs of oxen to 
 the plough, and Jonas said that he might 
 drive one team, while Oliver drove the other. 
 Josey r was much pleased with this plan, and 
 so they commenced their work, Josey and 
 Oliver for teamsters, and Jonas to hold the 
 plough. 
 
 “ Keep about ten feet from the edge of the 
 field all around,” said Jonas to his teamsters. 
 
 “Why?” said Josey; “why don’t you 
 plough close to the edge ? ” 
 
72 
 
 JONAS ON A FARM IN SUMMER. 
 
 “ W3 shall get to the edge presently,” 
 said Jonas. “ We shall go nearer and nearer 
 every time we go round.” 
 
 So the hoys set the teams in motion, and 
 Jonas followed, guiding the plough. They 
 went round in such a direction as to turn 
 the furrow slice in, towards the middle of 
 the field, and not towards the outside. Jo- 
 sey was very much interested in seeing the 
 plough cut in, with so much power, into the 
 turf; sometimes it had to run through a 
 little hillock, tearing out great brake roots, or 
 half-decayed stumps, which had not appeared 
 much above the surface of the ground. Then 
 it would go down into a deep hollow, and 
 run over the bottom of it without breaking 
 up the sod, plunging in, up to the beam 
 again, in the bank upon the opposite side. 
 
 So it went on through bushes, brakes, and 
 briers, until, at length, they had gone once 
 round the field, and had returned to the 
 place from whence they had set out. Here 
 Jonas stopped to let the cattle breathe. 
 
 “Jonas,” said Josey, “I wish you’d let 
 me hold the plough.” 
 
 “ No,” said Jonas ; “ it takes a man to hold 
 the plough.” 
 
CLEARING LAND. 
 
 73 
 
 “ A man,” said Josey ; “ are you a man ? ” 
 
 “ Why, not quite,” replied Jonas ; “but I 
 seem to be all the man we can have here.” 
 
 “ Why don’t you plough in the bottoms 
 of the hollows? ” said Josey. 
 
 “ We can’t,” said Jonas; “ the plough will 
 not go in at the bottom of a hole.” 
 
 “ Why not ? ” asked Josey. 
 
 “ Because,” replied Jonas, ‘-'you see, when 
 the plough is down at the bottom, the cattle 
 are up upon the high ground, out of the hole, 
 and so the chain draws the end of the beam 
 upward, and keeps the point of the share 
 from going down.” 
 
 “That’s a pity,” said Josey, “'because we 
 want to plough up the whole field.” 
 
 “ No,” said Jonas; “ the hollows will all get 
 filled up with the loose earth, which will 
 get harrowed in, from around them ; and 
 then the ground will be loose alike all over 
 the field. The plough sets in deepest where 
 it is high, and not so deep where it is low; 
 and so, you see, it ploughs off the high places, 
 and leaves the low ones to be filled up, so 
 that the plough is a great leveller. But 
 come, we’ll go on again. Keep the off ox 
 
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74 JONAS ON A FARM IN SUMMER. 
 
 just ill the furrow, which we made the first 
 time.” 
 
 The boys did this, and they found that 
 they went round the second time much more 
 easily and regularly than they had done the 
 first. The plough cut its way better by the 
 side of a furrow already opened, than it had 
 done before, when it had to break into turf 
 that was continuous and firm on each side. 
 They passed round and round the field in 
 this way, until they had ploughed out to the 
 edge, and then they found it was time to go 
 home to dinner. They turned the cattle 
 loose to graze upon the middle of the field, 
 replenished the fire upon the great stone, and 
 then, getting across the brook by a log, a 
 little up the stream, they walked along to¬ 
 wards the house. 
 
 When they had reached a little rising 
 ground, just beyond the brook, Josey called 
 upon the other boys to look round and see 
 how handsomely their ploughing looked. 
 
 They accordingly looked round. The 
 whole of the middle of the field was cleared 
 of its stumps, and looked quite smooth, com¬ 
 pared with its appearance in the morning, 
 
CLEARING LAND. 
 
 75 
 
 The belt of ploughed land around the piece 
 looked smoother still. From the distance at 
 which they saw it, the furrows had a very 
 even and handsome appearance, which pleased 
 Josey very much. 
 
 “ I like to plough,” said he. “ I’m going 
 to plough all this afternoon.” 
 
 Just then a great butterfly flew by, and 
 off he ran, cap in hand, to catch it. When 
 he had gone, Jonas and Oliver followed, 
 walking slowly. 
 
 “ Josey has really done some work,” said 
 
 Oliver. 
 
 “Yes,” said Jonas, “he has made quite a 
 beginning.” 
 
 “ I think now that he has learned to like 
 work, he will be steady, and help us all the 
 time.” 
 
 “No,” said Jonas. 
 
 “ Why not ? ” said Oliver. 
 
 “ He has been forming his habits for ten 
 years,” said Jonas, “ and they won’t be 
 broken up in half a day.” 
 
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 CHAPTER Y. 
 
 JOSEY’S PROMISES. 
 
 After dinner that day, Josey was very 
 eager to go back to the field. He had 
 talked a great deal at dinner time about the 
 work, telling the farmer how much he had 
 done. 
 
 “ I ploughed,” said he, “ a wide strip, all 
 around the field.” 
 
 “Did you?” said the farmer; “that’s 
 pretty well for such a boy as you — to 
 manage a double team of oxen and the 
 plough, in breaking up such a piece of 
 ground as that.” 
 
 “ I didn’t say alone,” replied Josey. “ Jo¬ 
 nas and Oliver helped.” 
 
 “ O, they helped, then ? ” said the farmer. 
 
 “Yes,” said Josey; “but I caught five 
 fishes besides.” 
 
 But none of the company seemed to pay 
 much attention to his fishes. 
 
 “ Only,” continued Josey, “ 1 came away 
 
josey’s promises. 77 
 
 and forgot them. I left them under the 
 bushes. I must go right down after dinner 
 and get them. Besides, I want to see if the 
 stone is cracked.” 
 
 So he was in great haste to go back after 
 dinner. He ran along, leaping over the 
 stones, now on this side of the road, and 
 now on that, until at length Jonas said, — 
 
 “ Josey, that isn’t the way to go back to 
 your work.” 
 
 11 Why not ? ” said Josey. 
 
 “ Because,” replied Jonas, “ we want all 
 our strength for our work, when we expect 
 to continue at it all the afternoon. All your 
 leaping and running is so much taken off 
 from your strength for the field.” 
 
 “ Why, I’m not tired,” said Josey, a at 
 all.” 
 
 u Perhaps you don’t feel tired now ; but 
 you will become tired so much the sooner 
 this afternoon, the more you throw away 
 exertion now.” 
 
 “ No,” said Josey ; and away he went to 
 a beech-tree, which stood by the road-side, 
 and began to make desperate exertions to 
 climb it. He said that he believed there was 
 
 a bird’s nest there. 
 
 7 m 
 
78 
 
 JONAS ON A FARM IN SUMMER. 
 
 Jonas and Oliver paid no attention to him, 
 but went along towards the field. 
 
 “Now,” said Oliver, “the first thing is to 
 replenish our fires.” 
 
 “No,” said Jonas; “let us go and see first 
 whether the rock is cracked.” 
 
 The boys accordingly went along to ex¬ 
 amine the rock. They found that the fire 
 had burned down a great deal, and that the 
 remains of it had fallen down on every side, 
 leaving the rock, in a great measure, bare. 
 
 “ No,” said Josey, as he came up to it, “it 
 isn’t cracked — I knew it wouldn’t crack.” 
 
 “We’ll examine it,” said Jonas. 
 
 Josey looked around, and saw that Jonas 
 had the iron bar in his hand. Jonas ad¬ 
 vanced to the rock, and began striking it 
 with the point of his bar. 
 
 - “Is it cracked, Jonas ? ” said Oliver. 
 
 “Yes,” said Jonas, “I believe it is.” 
 
 “ How do you know ? ” said Josey ; “ ] 
 don’t see any crack.” 
 
 “I judge by the sound,” said Jonas. 
 
 Jonas continued striking the stone with 
 his bar, for a few minutes. 
 
 Presently the boys began to see a small 
 crack running along through the point where 
 
josey’s promises. 
 
 79 
 
 Jonas was striking. By repeating the blows 
 some time longer, he at length opened a large 
 seam, which ran down through the rock 
 somewhat on one side of the centre, so as to 
 separate quite a large fragment from the rest 
 of the mass. 
 
 u There,” said Jonas, “ we have got one 
 piece off. We’ll yoke up the oxen, and haul 
 that away the first thing.” 
 
 So Oliver went and yoked up one pair of 
 the oxen, while Jonas and Josey pried up the 
 fragment of the rock, and fastened a chain 
 around it. Then they drew it out of the 
 hole, and Oliver drove the oxen along with 
 it to the place where the others had been 
 put, near the bank of the brook. While he 
 was gone, Jonas replenished the fire, piling 
 up the brands and half-burned logs that re¬ 
 mained upon the rest of the rock, which was 
 yet too large to draw away. He also brought 
 some fuel from the other piles, which were 
 near, so as to make a large and hot fire. 
 Then they went around the field, and laid 
 up the other fires, so as to have all the brands 
 and fragments of wood entirely consumed; 
 and after that they resumed their ploughing. 
 
 They began now on the inside of the belt 
 
80 
 
 JONAS ON A FARM IN SUMMER. 
 
 of ploughed land, which they had made be¬ 
 fore dinner, and they went around the field 
 in the contrary direction, so as to turn the 
 furrow out towards the furrows ploughed 
 before. Oliver drove the forward oxen, 
 and Josey those next the plough. The busi¬ 
 ness went on very smoothly and pleasant¬ 
 ly, until they had gone about three times 
 around the field, when Josey wanted to ex¬ 
 change with Oliver, and drive the forward 
 team. 
 
 “ Well,” said Oliver, “ I’m willing.” 
 
 “No,-” replied Jonas, “it won't do for you 
 to drive the leading team, for that requires 
 more skill. You’re learning, Josey, but you 
 must practise more, before you can drive the 
 leaders in breaking up.” 
 
 “ I can drive them now,” said Josey, “just 
 as well as Oliver.” And so saying, he ad¬ 
 vanced towards where Oliver was standing, 
 and began to give orders to his oxen. 
 
 “No, Josey,” said Jonas, “you mustn’t do 
 that.” 
 
 “ Why, I’ve a right to drive which team I 
 please,” said he. 
 
 “No,” said Jonas. 
 
 “ Why not ? ” asked Josey. 
 
josey’s promises. 81 
 
 11 Because,” said Jonas, “ this work is under 
 my charge, and you must do what I direct.” 
 
 Josey had learned by his adventure in the 
 wagon, on the day when they went for the 
 trunk, that Jonas was a boy of great firmness 
 and decision, and he was convinced that it 
 would do no good for him to attempt to drive 
 the oxen, contrary to his commands. Had 
 it not been for this adventure, he would now 
 probably have pushed Oliver away, and taken 
 the command of his oxen without any cere¬ 
 mony. As it was, he hesitated; — and in a 
 moment said, — 
 
 “ Well, I don’t see 'why you can’t let me 
 drive the head team, as well as Oliver.” 
 
 “ Because you can’t drive them so well. 
 You see,” continued Jonas, “ we are at work 
 now, not at play. If we were at play, per¬ 
 haps I ought to let you take turns with Oliver, 
 so as to divide the pleasure ecpially between 
 you. But we are at work; and the work is 
 committed to my charge, and it is my duty 
 to manage to the best advantage for your 
 uncle ; and the best management is for Oliver 
 to drive the forward team. So take your 
 own place, Josey.” 
 
 “No,” said Josey, “if you won’t let me 
 
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 JONAS ON A FARM IN SUMMER. 
 
 drive the head team, then I won’t drive 
 at all.” 
 
 u Well,” said Jonas, li I am sorry, but we 
 must do the best we can without you.” 
 
 Josey fell back out of the way, and Oliver 
 started both pairs of oxen along. 
 
 u I am sorry you can’t help us any more, 
 Josey,” said Jonas, as they moved slowly 
 onward. 
 
 “ I don’t want to work any more,” said 
 Josey; “ I’ve worked enough.” 
 
 “ You said you were going to work all the 
 afternoon,” said Oliver. 
 
 u Well, I was going’to,” said Josey, walk¬ 
 ing along by the side of the plough, u but I’m 
 tired of it; besides, I don’t have to work as 
 you and Jonas do, to earn money. I’ve got 
 money enough without.” 
 
 “How much have you got? ” said Oliver. 
 
 “ O, I’ve got several dollars, that my father 
 gave me. He gave me more money than I 
 needed to pay my expenses, and all the rest 
 is my own.” 
 
 By this time, they had come to a part of 
 the farm which was near the mouth of the 
 brook, and he accordingly left the boys, and 
 said that he was going a-fishing again. He 
 
83 
 
 josey’s promises. 
 
 walked over the belt of ploughed ground, and 
 disappeared among the bushes. 
 
 “ Should you have thought,” said Oliver, 
 “ that his father would have given him so 
 much money ? ” 
 
 “1 don’t know that he did,” said Jonas. 
 
 “ Why, he says he did,” said Oliver. 
 
 “ Yes,” said Jonas. 
 
 “ And don’t you think he did ? ” 
 
 “ I don’t know any thing about it. He 
 may have given it to him ; but Josey’s word 
 isn’t proof.” 
 
 “ I shouldn’t think he would tell a lie,” 
 said Oliver. 
 
 “ I shouldn’t think that he ought to tell a 
 lie; but such boys as he very often do.” 
 
 About an hour after this, Oliver heard a 
 loud crack, and he asked Jonas what it was. 
 
 “ Our rock, I rather think,” said Jonas; 
 “let us go and see.” 
 
 They ploughed on, until they came op¬ 
 posite to the rock, and then went to examine 
 it. Jonas tried it with his iron bar, and very 
 soon opened two or three more seams, which 
 divided the mass into fragments so small, that 
 he thought that they could draw them away. 
 He accordingly cleared off the fire, laying 
 
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 JONAS ON A FARM IN SUMMER. 
 
 the brands together in a heap near by, in 
 order that they might be consumed; and 
 then, prying up the fragments of the stone, 
 they dragged them all away. 
 
 Just as they had completed this work, and 
 were about resuming their ploughing, they 
 saw Josey coming up from the bank, in 
 a lounging, listless manner, as if he was 
 tired of his fishing. Oliver called out to him, 
 in a loud voice, — 
 
 “ Can’t you catch any fish, Josey ? ” 
 
 “ Yes,” said Josey, “I’ve caught some 
 more ; but I’m tired of fishing now. I be¬ 
 lieve I shall go home.” 
 
 Josey lounged about among the bushes a 
 few minutes, and then he came to Jonas, and 
 wanted to know if he would lend him an axe 
 a little while. 
 
 “ What for? ” asked Jonas. 
 
 “ I want to cut me a fishing-pole. I have 
 found an excellent one, and I shall want it 
 the next time I go a-fishing.” 
 
 “ Well,” said Jonas, “it is a good plan to 
 look out for the future. Only you must 
 bring the axe back, and put it in the cart 
 again.” 
 
 “Yes,” said Josey, “I will.” 
 
85 
 
 josey’s promises. 
 
 So Josey took the axe out of the cart, and 
 went to the bank with it. In about a quarter 
 of an hour after, the boys saw him walking 
 along towards home. Oliver called out to 
 him, — 
 
 “ Josey ! ” 
 
 “ What ? ” said Josey. 
 
 “ Where’s the axe ? ” 
 
 • — 
 
 “ It’s down there by the bank. You’ll 
 find it under the bushes.” 
 
 “ But you promised to bring it back,” said 
 Jonas. 
 
 “ Well — but I can’t go back now for it. 
 I’m tired.” 
 
 “But you promised,” said Jonas. 
 
 “No,” said Josey. “ You told me I must 
 bring it back, but I didn’t promise that I 
 would.” 
 
 Josey stood still a moment, listening, after 
 he had said this, but he could only hear that 
 Jonas and Oliver were talking together in 
 their ordinary voice; he couldn’t hear what 
 they said. 
 
 Presently, however, Jonas called out again, 
 
 “ Josey! ” 
 
 “ What ? ” said Josey. 
 
 “ Where is your fishing-pole ? ” 
 
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 JONAS ON A FARM IN SUMMER. 
 
 ‘ 0, it wasn’t good for any thing,” replied 
 Josey. “ I found, when I had cut it down, 
 that it was crooked, and so I threw it into 
 the pond.” 
 
 “ You ought to bring back the axe,” said 
 Jonas. 
 
 “ No,” said Josey. “ It didn’t do me any 
 good, because the pole was crooked, and so I 
 am not going to bring it back.” 
 
 So Josey walked away. 
 
 “ Well, Oliver,” said Jonas, u you may go 
 and get the axe now; or else it may be 
 forgotten.” 
 
 So Oliver went and got the axe, and put it 
 into the cart, and then the boys went on 
 with their ploughing. 
 
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 CHAPTER VI. 
 
 SURGERY 
 
 About a week after this, the farmer sent 
 Jonas and Oliver to plant the field which 
 they had ploughed. It was to be planted 
 with potatoes. They took the potatoes in a 
 cart. Josey wanted to go with them. Jonas 
 was always glad to have Josey go with him, 
 although he was a very troublesome boy. 
 
 There were two reasons why Jonas wished 
 to have Josey go with him when he went to 
 work; one was, because it took him away 
 from the house, where he usually made more 
 trouble than he did with Jonas in the field. 
 The other reason was, that Jonas wanted 
 him to correct his faults, and improve in 
 character; and he thought that he could, by 
 kind treatment, united with firmness and 
 decision, gradually gain an influence over 
 him, and make him a better boy. 
 
 Jonas took a great interest in subduing the 
 wild and rough piece of ground, which the 
 
88 
 
 JONAS ON A FARM IN SUMMER. 
 
 farmer had committed to his charge ; but he 
 took a still greater interest in softening the 
 roughnesses and asperities in Josey’s character. 
 He said to himself, “ If I can bring the field 
 into a good state of cultivation, and at the 
 same time soften and subdue Josey’s char¬ 
 acter, it will be a double gain.” So he. was 
 always glad to have Josey go with him to 
 the field. 
 
 And, in fact, Josey always liked to go with 
 Jonas. His uncle and aunt were more indul¬ 
 gent to him, but they were sometimes hasty. 
 Jonas, though he never yielded to him when 
 he was wrong, was always just. Even bad 
 boys like to be under a steady and just gov¬ 
 ernment, rather than an indulgent and un¬ 
 steady one. 
 
 Josey had improved considerably in his 
 habits of industry in the course of the week 
 which had passed ; and he worked very per- 
 severingly with Oliver, dropping the potatoes 
 while Jonas covered them, for two hours. 
 He then began to be tired, and said that he 
 could not work any longer. 
 
 “ Well,” said Jonas, “ we are much obliged 
 to you for helping us so long.” 
 
 u And now,” said Josey, “ will you lend 
 
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 89 
 
 me your knife, Jonas ? I am going down by 
 the brook, to get some willows to make a 
 whistle.” 
 
 Jonas had a large knife with two blades. 
 The small blade was for mending pens. The 
 large one was for cutting wood. Both blades 
 were* always kept very sharp. 
 
 “ Haven’t you got a knife ? ” said Jonas. 
 
 “Yes,” said Josey, “but it won’t cut. I 
 can’t make a good whistle, unless the knife 
 is sharp.” 
 
 “ Let me see,” said Jonas, in a thoughtful 
 tone, as if considering; “I wonder whether 
 you can find my knife easily, under the 
 bushes, Oliver, when Josey has done with it.” 
 
 “ Under the bushes ? ” repeated Josey. 
 
 “Yes,” said Jonas, “I suppose you’ll lay 
 it down under the bushes, and leave me to go 
 and get it.” 
 
 “ O no,” said Josey, “ I’ll bring it back to 
 you safe.” 
 
 “ That’s just what you said about the axe, 
 the other day,” said Jonas, “ and then I had 
 to send Oliver for it. So it won’t do for me to 
 lend you any thing, unless it will be conve¬ 
 nient for me to go for it, or to send for it, — 
 
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90 
 
 JONAS ON A FARM IN SUMMER. 
 
 and unless it is such a thing as can be 
 easily found.” 
 
 “ But., Jonas,” said Josey, “ I certainly will 
 bring it back to you. I won’t lay it down 
 at all.” 
 
 “ Haven’t you got some other evidence to 
 give me that you’ll bring it back, besides 
 your promise ? — because, you know, I tried 
 that the other day, and found it wasn’t 
 good.” 
 
 “No,” said Josey, “I haven’t got any 
 other evidence, of course; but I certainly 
 will bring it back.” 
 
 “ But I can’t lend you my knife on your 
 promise ; for, you see, I tried that, and found 
 it couldn’t be relied upon. And unless you 
 have some other security to offer me, I can’t 
 let you have it. I must be sure that it will 
 be safely returned. I should be in trouble 
 if I should lose my knife.” 
 
 So Jonas went on, covering his potatoes, 
 while Josey stood by in silence. At length 
 he said,— 
 
 “ Why, Jonas, what other security can 
 there be ? ” 
 
 “Sometimes,” said Jonas, “when men 
 
SURGERY. 
 
 91 
 
 whose promises are good for nothing, want 
 to borrow any thing, they leave the worth 
 of it in money in the hands of those they 
 borrow it of, with the condition that, if tiiey 
 don’t return it, the owner of the thing may 
 keep the money. That is called giving se¬ 
 curity. Now, if you can give me as much 
 money as the knife is worth, I will keep it 
 until you return the knife, and then I will 
 give it back to you.” 
 
 “ But 1 havn’t got any money,” said 
 Josey. 
 
 Here Oliver looked up, and Jonas smiled, 
 but he did not say any thing. 
 
 “ Then,” said Jonas, continuing the con¬ 
 versation, “I think you were a very foolish 
 boy to destroy the credit of your promises. 
 People that have no security to give, ought 
 to be very careful indeed of the credit of 
 their promises ; for that is all they have to 
 offer for other people to trust to, when they 
 lend them any thing. You were not so cun¬ 
 ning as Mr. Check, the merchant, was.” 
 
 “Why?” said Josey ; “ what did he do ? ” 
 
 “ He wanted to borrow some money one 
 day, just after he had commenced business, 
 and one of his neighbors lent it to him. He 
 
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 JONAS ON A FARM IN SUMMER. 
 
 promised to pay him in a week. When the 
 time came, it was very inconvenient for him 
 to get the money ; but he said, “ I had better 
 sell the most valuable merchandise I have 
 got, at almost any price, and get the money, 
 and so that will establish the credit of my 
 promises; and then people will lend to me 
 again, when I want to borrow. I’ll let 
 them know that when I promise they may 
 depend upon it, and then they won’t want 
 any other security.” 
 
 “ And did he ? ” asked Josey. 
 
 “Yes,” said Jonas; “he got the money, 
 and, by always doing so, he got the credit of 
 his promise up so high, that he could borrow 
 any sum that he needed, upon his promise 
 alone. But a neighbor of his, who did not 
 keep his promises, whenever he wanted to 
 borrow anything, was always obliged to give 
 the man he borroAved of, some security. 
 
 “And now,” continued Jonas, “ if you have 
 got nothing but your word to give to people, 
 when you want to borrow any thing, I think 
 you were very foolish to spoil the credit of 
 it, just to save yourself the trouble of going 
 a few steps after an axe.” 
 
 Josey paused a few moments, following 
 
SURGERY. 
 
 93 
 
 Jonas, as he advanced with his work, from 
 hill to hill, and then said, — 
 
 “Come, Jonas, I wish you would lend it 
 
 \ 
 
 to me, and see if I won’t bring it back. Just 
 try me.” 
 
 “ I have tried you,” said Jonas. 
 
 “ But try me once more,” said Josey. 
 
 “ Suppose that you had tried a piece of 
 twine for a fishing-line, and it broke the first 
 time you got a fish hooked; would you try 
 another length of the same line again, ivith a 
 good hook and sinker at the end of it? ” 
 
 “ Why, no,” said Josey. 
 
 “ But, then,” he continued, in a very posi¬ 
 tive tone, “ I certainly will bring it back, 
 if you will lend it to me.” 
 
 “ There’s one thing I wish you would do,” 
 said Jonas. 
 
 “ What ? ” said Josey. 
 
 “It would save me some trouble,” said 
 Jonas. 
 
 “ What is it ? ” said Josey. 
 
 “ Why, just make up your mind how 
 many times you are going to ask me for my 
 knife, and then ask away as fast as you can, so 
 that I can answer all the requests together.” 
 
 Jonas smiled good-naturedly, as he said 
 
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 JONAS ON A FARM IN SUMMER. 
 
 this, and Josey perceived that importunity 
 was altogether lost upon him. So he turned 
 away, and walked off towards the brook, to 
 see if he couldn’t find some other amusement 
 besides making whistles. 
 
 In about an hour after this, the attention 
 of both Jonas and Oliver was arrested, by 
 hearing a loud outcry in the direction where 
 Josey had gone. 
 
 “ Run, and see what’s the matter, Oliver,” 
 said Jonas. “ He has hurt himself.” 
 
 Oliver put down the basket of potatoes 
 from which he was planting, and ran off to 
 the bank, while Jonas went on with his 
 work. Presently, however, Jonas heard Oli¬ 
 ver calling him. He looked up, and saw 
 Oliver standing upon the bank, and beckon¬ 
 ing to him. 
 
 Jonas laid down his hoe, and went to the 
 place. 
 
 “ He has hurt his foot,” said Oliver, as 
 Jonas approached. 
 
 Jonas saw that Josey was sitting upon the 
 bank, with his feet bare, and his pantaloons 
 turned up nearly to his knees. He had been 
 wading in the brook, and had run a small, 
 
SURGERY. 
 
 95 
 
 sharp piece of wood into his foot. Jonas 
 stooped down to examine it. 
 
 “ There is a piece of wood or something 
 in it, and you must let me take it out.” 
 
 So saying, he put his hand in his pocket, 
 and took out his knife, and opened the small 
 blade. 
 
 “No,” said Josey, crying, and drawing 
 away his foot, — “no ; you must not touch 
 it; it aches ; O ! how it aches ! ” 
 
 “ I know it does ; but let me take out the 
 thorn, and then it will get well.” 
 
 But Josey absolutely refused to have it 
 touched. He seemed to be in great pain, 
 and Jonas, after endeavoring to persuade him 
 to consent to have the cause of the pain ex¬ 
 tracted, said, “ Then we must get you home.” 
 
 “ But I can’t walk,” said Josey. 
 
 “ Then I’ll carry you. You may get upon 
 my back, and I’ll carry you.” 
 
 Josey accordingly, after some difficulty and 
 delay, mounted upon his back, and was car¬ 
 ried towards home. He was very much 
 afraid that he should fall off into the water, 
 as they were crossing the brook upon the 
 logs; but Jonas said that he would be very 
 careful. Jonas had to stop once or twice to 
 
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 rest j and then, when he had got about half 
 way home, the farmer himself overtook him, 
 in a wagon. He was coming from another 
 field, where he had been to carry some oats 
 to be sown. 
 
 The farmer inquired what was the matter, 
 and Jonas explained the case. Then the 
 farmer took Josey into his wagon, saying 
 that he would carry him the rest of the way, 
 and that Jonas might go back to his work. 
 Jonas accordingly went back, and he saw no 
 more of Josey until he went home to dinner. 
 
 When he and Oliver came in at dinner- • 
 time, he found Josey sitting in one chair, 
 and with his foot up in another; and his 
 uncle and aunt over him, trying to per¬ 
 suade him to have the thorn, or whatever it 
 was that was in his foot, pulled out. 
 
 “ It won't hurt you at all,” said his aunt; 
 u will it, Jonas ? ” said she, appealing to Jonas, 
 when she saw him come in. 
 
 Jonas did not answer this question directly, 
 but he and Oliver advanced to Josey’s chair, 
 and asked him if his foot felt any better. 
 
 “ Yes,” said Josey, “ it feels a little better ; 
 but it aches most dreadfully yet.” 
 
 “ And he won’t have the thorn taken out,” 
 
SURGERY. 
 
 97 
 
 said his uncle. “ It will only grow worse, 
 ill he has it out.” 
 
 “ O dear ! ” said Josey, groaning. 
 
 “Come, Josey,” said his uncle, “let us 
 lake the thorn out: it won’t hurt you; will 
 jt, Jonas ? ” 
 
 Jonas hesitated. At length he said, “ Not 
 more than he can bear, I should think.” 
 
 “ No,” said Josey, “ it will hurt me a great 
 deal. I know it will. I can’t have it out.” 
 
 “ What shall we do with the boy ? ” said 
 his uncle, turning round to Jonas. 
 
 “ I think, sir,” said Jonas, “ if you would 
 hold him by the shoulders, and let Amos 
 hold his foot, I could take the stub right out.” 
 
 So saying, Jonas took out his knife, and 
 opened the little blade, by way of showing 
 that he was all ready. 
 
 Josey eyed the knife with a look of some 
 alarm. He knew very well that the point 
 of it was as sharp as a lancet. 
 
 “ Well,” said Josey’s uncle, “ that’s good 
 advice. Amos, come here.” 
 
 Amos, who was seated at the other side of 
 he room, with his chair leaning back against 
 he wall, here rose and came forward. 
 
 “ Won’t you just hold the boy’s foot ? ” 
 
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98 JONAS ON A FARM IN SUMMER. 
 
 / 
 
 Amos grasped the wounded limb at the 
 ankle, with a gripe like that of a vice, 
 while the farmer himself held Josey firmly 
 by the shoulders. Josey. finding himself so 
 pinioned, began to scream with vexation and 
 terror, struggling to release himself from the 
 grasp, and kicking with the foot which had 
 been left free. 
 
 “ Oliver / 5 said the farmer, “come and see 
 if you can’t hold his other foot . 55 
 
 Oliver came up at once, and seized the 
 other foot, although he was hardly strong 
 enough to hold it. Josey writhed and 
 struggled to get free, and cried louder and 
 louder. 
 
 “Now, Josey , 55 said Jonas, “if you hold 
 still, it will not hurt you so much . 55 
 
 Jonas said this just as he was bringing 
 the knife up to begin the operation. He 
 did not think that there was probability 
 enough, that such an argument would have 
 any effect, to make it worth while to delay 
 his work to present it. The stub, as Jonas 
 called it, was taken out in a moment. 
 
 Josey struggled incessantly during the 
 whole operation, being determined not to 
 submit. His struggles had no effect, excep* 
 
SURGERY. 
 
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 ✓ 
 
 that poor Oliver was almost kicked over by 
 them. 
 
 “ There,” said Jonas, “it is out.” 
 
 Then the farmer, and Amos, and Oliver, 
 all let go of Josey, and his cries gradually 
 ceased. 
 
 “ Did it hurt you much ? ” said his aunt. 
 
 “Yes,” said Josey, in a tone of great dis¬ 
 pleasure, “ it almost killed me.” 
 
 “ I’m sorry,” said Jonas; “ but it will feel 
 better now, I think, pretty soon.” 
 
 “ I don’t believe it will,” said Josey. “ It 
 aches worse than-'it did before.” 
 
 Josey’s saying this, however, was only the 
 result of ill-humor. It did not ache worse 
 than it did before; and in a few days it was 
 entirely well. 
 
100 
 
 CHAPTER VII. 
 
 THE MOUNTAINS. 
 
 One evening, when Jonas had got through 
 with his work, he was sitting upon the step 
 of the door, looking towards the garden. 
 The garden was behind the house. The 
 seeds had been planted in it a few days be¬ 
 fore. There was a little gate which led into 
 the garden. 
 
 While he was sitting here, the garden gate 
 opened, and a little girl came out. She was 
 the farmer’s daughter. She was about six 
 years old. She had been planting beans in 
 a small bed in a corner, which Jonas had 
 given her for her garden. Her name was 
 Amelia. 
 
 Amelia came running up to Jonas, and 
 said, — 
 
 “ Jonas ! Jonas ! come out here in the gar¬ 
 den, and see what I have got.” 
 
THE MOUNTAINS. 
 
 101 
 
 Jonas was tired after his day’s work, and 
 he did not move very readily. 
 
 “ What is it that you have got ? ” said he ; 
 “ have your beans come up ? ” 
 
 “ O no,” said Amelia, “ that isn’t it. It 
 is something alive.” 
 
 So she took hold of Jonas’s hand, and be¬ 
 gan to pull him along. 
 
 “ Come, Jonas,” said she; “ you don’t 
 know how beautiful he is.” 
 
 So Jonas arose, and walked slowly along, 
 Amelia pulling him, to make him go faster. 
 
 “ If it is any thing alive,” said Jonas, 
 “ I’m afraid he’ll be gone away before 
 we get there.” 
 
 ‘No,” said Amelia, “he can’t get away, 
 possibly.” 
 
 So Amelia opened the garden gate, and 
 led Jonas through. They walked along 
 towards Amelia’s garden ; and, when they 
 reached it, Amelia looked down very stead¬ 
 ily upon the ground, in silence. 
 
 “ No,” said she, “ he is not here; he’s 
 gone away.” 
 
 “ What was it ? ” asked Jonas. 
 
 “ O, a beautiful bug,” said Amelia. “ I 
 put him on his back, so that he could not 
 
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102 JONAS ON A FARM IN SUMMER, 
 
 walk; but I suppose he has got over on 
 his legs, and crawled away.” 
 
 Jonas smiled, and then turned around, and 
 began to walk back towards the house. He 
 heard voices over the fence, and, walking up 
 to the place, he saw Oliver and Josey in the 
 wood-yard. Oliver was trying to split a log 
 of wood with beetle and wedges, and Josey 
 was sitting upon another ]og very near. 
 
 “ 1 don’t believe that he will let you go,” 
 said Oliver. 
 
 “Yes he will,” said Josey, “if Jonas 
 asks him.” 
 
 “ I don’t believe that Jonas will ask him,” 
 said Oliver. 
 
 “ Ask whom ? ” said Jonas. “ What is 
 it?” 
 
 The boys looked up, and saw Jonas stand¬ 
 ing near them. 
 
 “Jonas,” said Oliver, “what do you think 
 we’ve got to do to-morrow ? ” 
 
 “ What is it ? ” said Jonas. 
 
 “Why, we’ve got to drive the cattle to 
 pasture,” replied Oliver. 
 
 “ They’re in pasture now,” replied Jonas. 
 
 “Yes,” said Oliver, “but I mean the 
 mountain pasture.” 
 
THE MOUNTAINS. 
 
 103 
 
 “ The mountain pasture,” repeated Jonas ; 
 “ I never heard of the mountain pasture.” 
 
 Oliver then explained to Jonas what he 
 meant by the mountain pasture. It was a 
 pasture away up the sides of the mountains, 
 eight or ten miles distant; and that his fa¬ 
 ther always sent a part of his stock, every 
 spring, up to this pasture, and then had them 
 driven home again in the fall. 
 
 “ And father has just told me,” said Oli¬ 
 ver, “ that he is going to send you and me to 
 drive the cattle there to-morrow.” 
 
 “I like that,” said Jonas. 
 
 “ Why? ” said Josey. 
 
 “ Why, there are two reasons,” said Jonas. 
 “One is, that I make it a rule to like any 
 thing that comes along.” 
 
 “ What is the other? ” said Josey. 
 
 “ Why, I like to go up mountains, espe¬ 
 cially,” said Jonas. 
 
 Oliver said that he was very glad that 
 they were going, and Josey said that he 
 wanted to go too. 
 
 “ But Oliver,” he added, “ says that you 
 won’t let me. Have you any objection to 
 let me go, Jonas ? ” 
 
 “ No,” said Jonas, “I haven’t any.” 
 
104 * JONAS ON A FARM IN SUMMER. 
 
 “ I said,” rejoined Oliver, “ that he would 
 not ask my father to let you go.” 
 
 “Well, won’t you, Jonas ? ” 
 
 “ No,” said Jonas, “ I can’t ask him. He 
 must do just as he thinks best ; only I will 
 not make any objection.” 
 
 Josey went in and asked his uncle, but his 
 uncle said no. He was afraid that Josey 
 would make some difficulty or trouble. 
 
 “ Do let me go, uncle,” said Josey. “ 1 
 never went up any mountains.” 
 
 “ No,” replied his uncle. “ They will 
 have care and trouble enough from the cat¬ 
 tle, without you.” 
 
 “ But, uncle,” said Josey, “ I won’t be any 
 care and trouble.” 
 
 His uncle did not answer, but walked 
 away ; and so Josey had to give up all hope 
 of going. 
 
 The next morning, Jonas and Oliver set 
 out on their expedition. There were a yoke 
 of oxen, and four heifers and calves. There 
 were also three colts of different ages. Jonas 
 rode upon the oldest colt, and led the other 
 two. Oliver rode in a wagon. The oxen, 
 heifers, and calves, walked on before. They 
 had put into the wagon a stock of oats in 
 

There was a good place for the cattle and horses to drink, by the side of the bridge.” — Page 107. 
 
THE MOUNTAINS. 
 
 107 
 
 bags, to feed the animals with on the way 
 and also some provision for themselves. 
 Thus prepared, they set forth about half an 
 hour before sunrise, while Josey was still 
 fast asleep. 
 
 For some miles, the drove gave the boys 
 a great deal of trouble. The calves and 
 heifers rambled on this side of the road, and 
 on that, trying to escape at every opportu¬ 
 nity ; and the young horses, which Jonas 
 was leading, pulled off in all directions. Jo¬ 
 nas, however, told Oliver that they must pro¬ 
 ceed very slowly, and that, after a time, their 
 drove would get accustomed to the road, and 
 would move on more steadily. This proved 
 to be the fact. It took them a long time 
 to go the first mile ; but the second mile 
 they accomplished much more easily, and 
 after that they had no more trouble. 
 
 They had no trouble excepting that they 
 were obliged to go very slow. When they 
 had gone about five miles, they stopped to let 
 the animals graze a little while by the road¬ 
 side, and drink. At the place where they 
 stopped, there was a brook with a bridge 
 across it, and a good place for the cattle and 
 horses to drink, by the side of the bridge. 
 
108 JONAS ON A FARM IN SUMMER. 
 
 Here the young horses, as well as the 
 oxen, heifers, and calves, ate some grass, 
 drank water from the brook, and then lay 
 down to rest, while Jonas and Oliver rested, 
 too. After about half an hour, they resumed 
 their journey, and went about five miles far¬ 
 ther. The road became more and more wild 
 as they advanced. The hoys found that 
 they were gradually ascending into a moun¬ 
 tainous region of country. The road be¬ 
 came hilly, sometimes mounting a steep 
 ascent, and at others skirting along under a 
 rocky precipice. 
 
 The farm-houses and the fences became 
 more and more rude, too, as well as the coun¬ 
 try. Oliver saw one covered only with rough 
 boards, with four or five white-headed little 
 children playing before the door. One — 
 a little girl — was trying to cut a great log of 
 wood with an axe, which her father had left 
 there. Oliver was very much afraid that 
 she would cut her feet, which were bare, 
 and browned with the sun. At the next 
 house, Oliver saw a large pig going in at the 
 front door. 
 
 At length, they came to a place where the 
 farmer had told them that they would be 
 
THE MOUNTAINS. 
 
 109 
 
 obliged to leave their wagon, because there 
 was not a good road for wheels any farther. 
 It was, in fact, at the end of the public road. 
 They left their horse and wagon at a farm¬ 
 house here, giving the horse some hay, 
 which the farmer allowed Jonas to get out 
 of his barn. 
 
 Here the boys let their drove rest a short 
 time, and then they took down a pair of bars, 
 near the barn, belonging to this farm-house, 
 and drove the cattle through. Here they 
 found a rough road, leading farther up 
 among the mountains. The fields on each 
 side were not fenced off from the road, and 
 so there were gates and bars directly across 
 the road, at various places, which caused the 
 boys some trouble. The land was hilly, and 
 partly covered with forests ; and beyond and 
 above them they could see the rocky sum¬ 
 mits of the mountains. 
 
 “ What a rough road this is! ” said Oliver. 
 
 “ Yes,” said Jonas, “it is very rough.” 
 
 In fact, the road was almost filled with 
 great stones, of all shapes and sizes. There 
 were a great many more stones in the road, 
 than there were upon the ground on each 
 side. 
 
 10 
 
110 JONAS ON A FARM IN SUMMER. 
 
 “I don’t see,” said Oliver, “how there 
 came to be so many stones in the road.” 
 
 “ Why, you see,” said Jonas, “that the 
 water from the melting snows and rains 
 pours down in the road way, and washes 
 out the earth ; but out at the sides, the 
 grass protects it. It can’t wash away.” 
 
 “ And do you suppose,” said Oliver, “that 
 there are as many stones in under the grass, 
 all around the fields here, as there are in the 
 road ? ” 
 
 “ Yes,” said Jonas, “ I have no doubt of 
 it. In all these mountains, there is always a 
 vast quantity of loose, broken stones and 
 rocks under the soil. So the grass grows 
 well over them, but it is hard to plough. 
 That is one reason why the sides of the 
 mountains make such good pastures.” 
 
 “ And what other reason is there ? ” asked 
 Oliver. 
 
 “ Why, the ground is more moist, and the 
 grass grows greener in the dry summer 
 months.” 
 
 “ I should think the mountains would be 
 drier,” said Oliver. “ The water will all 
 run off.” 
 
 “ No,” said Jonas, “ mountains are always 
 
THE MOUNTAINS. 
 
 Ill 
 
 wet. There are more mists and rains about 
 the summits of them, and the water soaks 
 down, and then oozes out among the stones, 
 and so forms springs and brooks, and makes 
 the grass grow green. See! there is one 
 now. 5 ’ 
 
 So saying, Jonas pointed to a very beautiful 
 brook, which came down from a thicket of 
 trees, upon one side of the road. It was 
 quite broad, and the bed of it was filled with 
 large tufts of rich green moss, around and 
 among which the water glided beautifully. 
 
 “ How many tufts of moss ! ” said Oliver. 
 
 “ Yes,” said Jonas, u under every one 
 there is a stone.” 
 
 Oliver ran down, and pulled up one of the 
 tufts of moss. It was true, as Jonas had said. 
 There was a stone under it; and Oliver 
 found that the whole bed of the brook was 
 filled with rocks, all of which were com¬ 
 pletely covered and concealed by this ver¬ 
 dant moss. It made the bed of the brook 
 look beautifully. 
 
 Oliver, however, could not stop longer to 
 look at this brook, because the drove had 
 gone on, and Jonas was going; and he did 
 not wish to be left behind. 
 
112 JONAS ON A FARM IN SUMMER. 
 
 Before long, they came to a gate across Lie 
 road. Oliver opened the gate, and Jonas 
 drove the cattle and horses through. Then 
 the road turned, ascending slowly by the 
 side of a great hill, with woods on one 
 side, and a magnificent view of the coun¬ 
 try on the other. They were up so high, 
 that they could see a great distance. After 
 a time, the road became level again, though 
 there were high hills and mountains all 
 around. Here was one more farm-house, 
 the last one ; and the fields behind it extend¬ 
 ed back a little way, to the foot of the steep 
 and rocky declivity of the mountains. 
 
 Opposite this farm-house was a fence, 
 made of trees and bushes, which had been 
 cut down and laid along, one upon the other, 
 in such a way that the cattle could not get 
 over them. In one place were a pair of bars, 
 where the cattle were to be turned in. Oli¬ 
 ver took them down, and Jonas drove the 
 herd through, as before. On the other side 
 of the bars, the land descended a little, and 
 there was a path which led to a small brook, 
 which passed across this corner of the pas¬ 
 ture. The animals all went down to this 
 brook to drink, and then they began to crop 
 
THE MOUNTAINS. 
 
 113 
 
 the short, green grass, which grew abundant¬ 
 ly all around. 
 
 Beyond the brook, the land rose rapidly to 
 a high elevation, which was, in fact, the end 
 of a lofty ridge of land, jutting out from the 
 still higher mountains behind. The cattle 
 path led up this elevation, and disappeared 
 at the top of it. Jonas proposed to Oliver 
 that they should go up a little way, and see 
 what the prospect was. Oliver liked the 
 proposal very much. 
 
 They accordingly went over the brook, 
 and began ascending the path. It was steep 
 and rocky, with tall ^veeds and bushes, and 
 sometimes the stumps and trunks of old, de¬ 
 cayed trees on each side. The path in one 
 place turned into the forest a little way; and 
 both Jonas and Oliver were impressed with 
 the stillness and solemnity of the scene. The 
 great stems of the trees, rough and gnarled, as¬ 
 cended to a vast height, and their tops formed 
 a great, shady canopy, which produced a 
 sombre sort of twilight below. Here and 
 there, there was a bird on some lofty branches 
 of a tree, singing in notes very clear, but yet 
 of so mournful and lonely an expression, that 
 
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114 JONAS ON A FARM IN SUMMER. 
 
 the woods seemed only the more solitary for 
 her music. Enormous trees, too, which had 
 fallen a quarter of a century before, lay upon 
 the ground, their branches decayed and gone, 
 and their trunks covered with moss and 
 lichens. Others, of vast size, were still grow¬ 
 ing, — pines which, Jonas said, were fit for 
 mainmasts, and hemlocks, and firs; and 
 there was one great birch-tree, towering over 
 their heads like a lofty column, with its 
 trunk completely covered with peels of thin, 
 paper-like bark, hanging in great patches 
 away up as high as Oliver could see. Jonas 
 said that if he had a little fire to light it at 
 the bottom, the tree would become enveloped 
 with flames, which would blaze in a few 
 minutes from the root away up to the 
 topmost branches. 
 
 In a very few minutes, the path led the 
 boys out of the woods again ; and, as they 
 came out, they found themselves near the 
 summit of the eminence, which Jonas had 
 observed when he v was at the bars. The 
 boys found the prospect from this place far 
 more magnificent than they had expected. 
 Behind them were vast swells of land cov¬ 
 ered with forests, and rising one above 
 
THE MOUNTAINS. 
 
 115 
 
 another to a great height, and crowned at last 
 by the rocky summits of the mountains. 
 
 On the other side, the boys looked over a 
 vast extent of country. There were hills 
 and forests far below them, and rivers and 
 ponds, glittering in the sun. They could 
 look down upon the farmer’s fields, some 
 green, where the grass was growing, some 
 brown, having just been planted or sown ; 
 and upon the openings, extending up into the 
 forests, on the sides of the hills, and with a 
 perpendicular wall of trees all around them. 
 There was one great field, dotted with small, 
 dark-green spots, which Oliver thought must 
 be a cornfield ; but Jonas told him it was an 
 orchard ; — and another square patch upon a 
 hill side, of an uncomonly bright and florid 
 green. Jonas said it was a piece of winter 
 rye. And here and there, around the horizon, 
 a great smoke curled up from behind the trees, 
 and drifted away slowly to the northward. It 
 was where the people were burning the fallen 
 trees, in the new clearings. Jonas saw a 
 pond, too, which he thought was the one 
 where they lived, but he was not quite sure. 
 
 “We could tell, if we had a spyglass,” 
 said he. 
 
116 JONAS ON A FARM IN SUMMER. 
 
 “ Yes,” said Oliver, “and perhaps we 
 should see Josey on the bank, fishing.” 
 
 After a short time, the boys returned. 
 When they came hack to the bars, they 
 found that their drove were all busily feed¬ 
 ing, except two young calves, and they had 
 lain down to rest. As they were climbing 
 over the bars, Jonas paused, sitting upon the 
 uppermost bar, and looked back towards them. 
 
 “Well, Star,” said he, “good-by,—and 
 Line, and Cherry, fare ye well. Good-by, 
 Chestnut, and May Day, and Prince Le 
 Boo. I wish yon. all a happy summer* 
 You’ll see us no more for several months ; — 
 but here is plenty of green grass for you, 
 and cool springs and brooks for you to 
 drink from. When the sun is hot, go 
 into the shady woods, and lie down on the 
 leaves; and when it rains, you must get 
 under the thickest fir-trees you can find. 
 When you observe that the nights become 
 frosty, and the snow-squalls begin to drift 
 down from the mountains, then you may 
 know that it is almost time for us to come 
 and bring you home.” 
 
 Oliver listened to this parting address with 
 great attention; but the oxen and calves 
 
TIIE MOUNTAINS. 
 
 117 
 
 seemed to pay no regard to it whatever. 
 One of the colts raised his head from the 
 ground, and turned it towards the hoys for a 
 few minutes, while Jonas was speaking, as 
 if he was listening; but, as he put his head 
 down again, and began to crop the grass be¬ 
 fore Jonas had finished, Oliver thought that 
 he did not seem to care much for what Jonas 
 was saying; so the boys got down from the 
 bars, and began to walk towards home. 
 
 After walking about a mile, they stopped 
 at a farm-house to get a drink of water, for 
 Oliver was thirsty. They knocked at the 
 door, and a little girl came out. They 
 asked her if she would be kind enough to 
 give them some water. She said yes, and 
 went in to get a mug. While she was gone, 
 a little child, just old enough to talk, came to 
 see who was there. 
 
 “Well, my little girl,” said Jonas, “what 
 is your name ? ” 
 
 “ Mary,” said the child. And she stood 
 holding the inner door open a little way, so 
 that she could see them. Oliver looked at 
 Jonas, and smiled, and then began to look 
 about the yard. There was a great pile of 
 wood before the door, and a cart; and 
 
118 JONAS ON A FARM IN SUMMER. 
 
 stumps, and rocks, and logs, were scattered 
 all around. The house was small, and very 
 rough in appearance, and the garden was 
 rougher still. It was a small patch of heans 
 and other vegetables, in a corner by two log 
 fences. 
 
 “I have got a little brother,” said the 
 child, leaning against the edge of the door, 
 and swinging it back and forth a little. 
 
 “ Have you?” said Jonas. “ What is his 
 name ? ” 
 
 “ He hasn’t got any name,” said the child. 
 
 “ Is he a good hoy ? ” said Jonas. 
 
 “Yes,” said the child, “only he doubles 
 up his fist at me, sometimes.” 
 
 “Ah!” said Jonas, smiling. “I hope he 
 won’t quarrel with you when he grows 
 bigger.” 
 
 “I take care of him,” said the child. “ I 
 keep him from stifling himself. He pulled 
 the blanket all up over his face, but I took it 
 away.” 
 
 Just at this moment, Oliver, who had be¬ 
 gun to wonder why the girl did not bring 
 them the water, happened to turn around, 
 and he saw her coming along a little path, 
 which led down among some bushes by the 
 
THE MOUNTAINS. 
 
 119 
 
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 side <$f the house. She was bringing the 
 mug full of water very carefully. She 
 went in at a back door, and presently came 
 through to the front door, and gave both 
 Jonas and Oliver some drink. They thanked 
 her, and then walked on. 
 
 In a short time, they came to the place 
 where they had left the horse and wagon. 
 The horse neighed when he saw them com¬ 
 ing. He had finished eating his hay. Jo¬ 
 nas harnessed him into the wagon again, 
 and then they set out, and, having now no 
 drove before them, the horse trotted on rap¬ 
 idly, and they reached home safely about 
 sundown. 
 
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 CHAPTER VIII. 
 
 THE CHASE. 
 
 Oliver’s father had a field not very far 
 from his house, which bordered on the pond; 
 and at one side of it was a little cove, where 
 there was a landing. The cove was sur¬ 
 rounded by maple and elm-trees, and it had 
 a beautiful sandy beach. It was a very 
 pleasant place. There was a cart road lead¬ 
 ing from this cove up to the house. The 
 farmer had a boat. It was of the kind called 
 a canoe. It was made of the trunk of a 
 large tree, formed into the shape of a boat, 
 and hollowed out. It was large and well 
 shaped, and it had three seats. One would 
 not have supposed that so good a boat could 
 have been made of a single log. 
 
 This boat was new and strong ; but there 
 was another one, old and worn out, which 
 had been some time since condemned, and 
 was drawn up under the bushes at the cove, 
 
THE CHASE. 
 
 121 
 
 where it had been lying for a long time bot¬ 
 tom upwards. 
 
 One day, when Jonas was at work in this 
 field, he had a singular adventure with Josey 
 and these two boats. It was as follows : — 
 
 They were .hoeing corn in the field. The 
 corn was about three inches high. Jonas 
 took four rows, Oliver two, and Josey one, 
 and they worked along together so, for a 
 time; and at last Josey said that he was 
 tired. There was a good fresh breeze blow¬ 
 ing off towards the pond, which made the 
 water look dark and rough ; and this breeze 
 made it very cool and pleasant for their 
 work; and yet Josey complained that he 
 was tired, and said he was going down to 
 the cove to rest a few minutes, and then he 
 would come back. 
 
 iC Do you think he will come back again ? ” 
 said Oliver. 
 
 11 No,” said Jonas, 11 1 don’t think he will.” 
 
 In a short time, however, Oliver looked 
 up from his work, and saw Josey coming 
 out of the bushes, by the shore of the pond. 
 
 “ He is coming,” said Oliver. 
 
 But Josey, instead of coming back to his 
 work, walked along towards a cart, which 
 
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122 JONAS ON A FARM IN SUMMER. 
 
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 stood by the bars, that led into the field. 
 The cart had some tools in it. Josey went 
 to it, and took out an axe. 
 
 “ Jonas,” said he, “ l ! m going to take this 
 axe a minute or two.” 
 
 u But your uncle said,” answered Jonas. 
 “ that you must not have the axe.” 
 
 “ No,” said Josey, a he only said you 
 must not lend it to me.” 
 
 “ Well,” said Jonas. 
 
 “You are not lending it to me. I’m ta¬ 
 king it without.” 
 
 So Josey walked off towards the pond 
 with the axe, and Jonas and Oliver resumed 
 their work. 
 
 “ You’d better go and take it away from 
 him,” said Oliver. 
 
 “I don’t certainly know whether I ought 
 to take it away or not,” said Jonas. “ Your 
 father told me not to lend it to him ; but he 
 did not say that I must take it away, if he 
 got it himself, without leave. I don’t know 
 whether I ought to go and take it away, or 
 only report him to your father when I go 
 home.” 
 
 11 1 think you ought to go and take it 
 away,” said Oliver. 
 
THE CHASE. 
 
 123 
 
 On further reflection, Jonas concluded that 
 he ought to consider the farmer’s direction 
 as an intrusting the axe to his charge, and 
 that he ought to go and get the axe, —at 
 least try to see if he could get it peaceably. 
 So he left his hoe, and went down to the cove. 
 
 He found that Josey had just cut down a 
 small fir-tree, about - as high as a man’s head, 
 and having branches very thick and bushy. 
 He was just trimming off some of the lower¬ 
 most branches. 
 
 “ Josey,” said Jonas, u you must give me 
 back that axe.” 
 
 “ Well,” said Josey, “ I’ve done with it.” 
 
 So Josey tossed the axe over towards 
 Jonas. 
 
 “ What are you going to do with that 
 bush ? ” 
 
 “ I am going to hoist it up in the boat for 
 a sail,” answered Josey. 
 
 “But you must not go oft’in the boat,” 
 said Jonas. 
 
 “ No, I’m not going off. I am going to let 
 it be tied to the shore ; only I’m going to 
 sail out as far as the rope will reach.” 
 
 Jonas advised him to be very careful, and 
 then he went back to his work. 
 
124 JONAS ON A FARM IN SUMMER. 
 
 Now there was a round hole bored in the 
 forward seat of the boat, and beneath it a 
 little socket, in the bottom of it. This was 
 for the purpose of supporting such a bush, in 
 an upright position, so that the wind might 
 blow the boat along. Amos used sometimes 
 to go out upon the pond on fishing excur¬ 
 sions, and he had made the hole so that he 
 could put in a bush, and be driven along a 
 little by the wind, when it was fair. Josey 
 dragged his bush into the boat, and then, by 
 great labor, he succeeded in hoisting it up, so 
 as to insert the lower end into the hole in the 
 seat ; and then he let the stem slide down, 
 until the end came down to the bottom of 
 the boat, when he entered it into the socket, 
 and that kept it firmly in its place. 
 
 He then attempted to sail about a little ; 
 but lie found that the rope, by which the 
 boat was confined, was so short that he could 
 not move but very little. So he went up to 
 the house, and got a long line, which he found 
 in the shed. It was an old clothes line, 
 with ragged ends, and many knots along its 
 length. He thought, however, that it was 
 strong enough, and he carried it down to the 
 cove. He tied one end of this to the stake 
 
THE CHASE. 
 
 125 
 
 on the shore, to which the boat had been 
 fastened, and the other end he tied around 
 the seat, which was nearest the stem of the 
 boat. Then he untied the painter from the 
 stake, and threw it into the boat. The pain¬ 
 ter is a short rope, with the end secured to a 
 ring in the bows of the boat, and is used to 
 fasten the boat to the shore. 
 
 The boat now, instead of having its bows 
 fastened to the shore by the painter, was at¬ 
 tached by its stern, and by means of the old 
 line. And as this line was much longer, it 
 would allow Josey to sail out a considerable 
 distance into the cove, bows foremost. Josey 
 would sit still in the middle of the boat, 
 while the wind blew him out as far as the 
 line would allow him to go, — and then he 
 would work back with his paddle to the 
 shore again, when he was ready for a 
 new sail. 
 
 Things went on safely in this way for 
 some time, when, at length, Jonas and Oliver, 
 who were, during the interval, occupied with 
 their work, heard an outcry. 
 
 “ What is that? ” said Oliver. 
 
 “It must be that Josey has got into some 
 difficulty,” said Jonas. 
 
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126 
 
 JONAS ON A FARM IN SUMMER. 
 
 Here they heard another cry ; loud and 
 long — “ Jo — nas ! Jo — nas ! ” It sound¬ 
 ed like a cry of distress and terror. 
 
 Jonas dropped his hoe, and ran diagonally 
 across the rows of corn, leaping over the hills 
 in long strides, until he reached the cove. 
 Oliver followed him as fast as he could. 
 
 Jonas scrambled through the bushes, and 
 came out upon the beach. Here he at once 
 saw what was the difficulty. Josey was 
 adrift. His line had broken, when his boat 
 was out at the end of it, and the wind, 
 pressing hard upon the bush, had forced him 
 out of the cove. He had tried hard to get 
 back by means of his paddle, before calling 
 for help; but the wind was too strong for 
 him, and, as he worked out from under the 
 lee of the cove, the force of it became more 
 and more evident. In fact, he found himself 
 drifting fast out from the shore, with the 
 broad and angry-looking pond all before him. 
 
 When Jonas reached the beach, he was 
 crying, and calling “Jonas” in great terror. 
 
 “ O dear ! ” said Josey, “ O dear! what shall 
 I do ? I’m blown away; I’m blown away.” 
 
 “Josey,” said Jonas, “don’t be afraid; 
 there’s no danger. If you get blown away 
 
THE CHASE. 
 
 127 
 
 across the pond, I’ll come round and get you 
 with the wagon.” 
 
 “ O, stop me, stop me! ” cried Josey, not 
 paying any heed to what Jonas said; “ do 
 come and stop me.” 
 
 Jonas looked on a moment in silence, 
 thinking that it was utterly impossible to do 
 any thing to rescue Josey. Oliver stood by 
 his side, with a countenance expressive of 
 great anxiety and concern. He present¬ 
 ly said, — 
 
 “ There’s that old boat, Jonas.” 
 
 And, as he said this, he pointed to the 
 old boat, which was lying bottom upwards, 
 under the bushes. 
 
 Jonas instantly ran to the boat, and turned 
 it over. 
 
 “ Yes,” said he, “this will do.” 
 
 “ It is very leaky,” said Oliver. 
 
 “ I can bail it,” replied Jonas. “ Run, Oli¬ 
 ver, to the cart, and bring me the axe.” 
 
 Oliver ran off after the axe. 
 
 “ Bring the shovel too,” said Jonas, call¬ 
 ing out to him as he was running across the 
 field. 
 
 While he was gone, Jonas continued to 
 drag the old boat to the edge of the water. 
 
128 JONAS ON A FARM IN SUMMER. 
 
 Then he called out to Josey. J ; Jo— sey,” 
 said he, in a loud voice, for Josey had now 
 drifted out to a considerable distance, so that 
 it was with difficulty that he could hear 
 him. 
 
 “ What ? ” answered Josey. 
 
 “ Don’t be afraid, Josey. I am coming 
 after you.” 
 
 The next moment, he called out again, 
 “ Jo — sey ? ” 
 
 11 What1 ” said Josey again. 
 
 11 Tie the end of the painter to your bush, 
 just above the lowest branch.” 
 
 u What for ? ” cried out Josey. 
 
 u O — bey ! ” vociferated Jonas. — “ Don’t 
 stop to ask questions.” 
 
 Josey then appeared busy for a time with 
 the rope; and then he stood up in the boat, 
 and called out, — 
 
 “ I have done it, Jonas.” 
 
 “ Now lift the bush up out of the socket, 
 and heave it overboard.” 
 
 So Josey, by dint of great effort, succeeded 
 in hoisting up the heavy bush, and tumbling 
 it over the side. He very soon perceived 
 what was Jonas’s object in these orders; for 
 the boat, which had been drawn rapidly 
 
THE CHASE. 
 
 129 
 
 through the water, bows foremost, by the 
 force of the wind upon the bush, which was 
 near the bows, was now checked, when the 
 bush was in the water. It now held the 
 boat back, instead of impelling it; for, drag¬ 
 ging in the water, it checked the motion of 
 the boat, being fastened to the bows by 
 means of the painter; and the stern, accord¬ 
 ingly, being free, and acted upon by the wind, 
 drifted round; and so the boat was driven, 
 now, stern foremost, and much more slowly. 
 
 In the mean time, Jonas cut down another 
 large bush, for his boat, and secured it in a 
 perpendicular position, by means of such a 
 hole and socket as there were in the other 
 boat He then pushed the boat off into the 
 water. 
 
 Jonas found that it was indeed quite leaky, 
 and there was a large piece stove in, near the 
 bows. Jonas got in cautiously, taking the 
 shovel in his hand. He found that he had to 
 sit back pretty well towards the stern of the 
 boat, to keep the damaged part, at the bows, 
 out of water. He paddled with his shovel, 
 and very soon got out, when the bush began 
 to take the wind. This drove the boat faster, 
 
130 
 
 JONAS ON A FARM IN SUMMER. 
 
 but at the same time it pressed the bows 
 down, so as to let the water in at the gap 
 forward. Jonas had to sit back farther j 
 and at last he found it was necessary for him 
 to keep close into the stern, in order to keep 
 the bows up sufficiently. As it was, a good 
 deal of water came in, and Jonas had to stop 
 his paddling from time to time, and bail it 
 out with his shovel. 
 
 All this, however, did not discourage him ; 
 for he found that he was gaining upon Josey. 
 He called out to him, — 
 
 “ Josey! never fear; I shall soon get up to 
 you.” 
 
 Josey, in fact, had become quite composed, 
 and sat in the inside of his boat, watching 
 Jonas’s progress, as he came nearer and nearer. 
 Never was a boy pursued so desirous of be¬ 
 ing caught. 
 
 Jonas could direct the course of his boat 
 considerably by paddling with his shovel. 
 He had no other paddle. Josey had the only 
 one in his boat. As he drew nearer and 
 nearer, he perceived an expression of great 
 satisfaction and pleasure upon Josey’s face, as 
 he sat watching his approach. At length, he 
 
THE CHASE. 
 
 131 
 
 brought his boat fairly up alongside of the 
 one which Josey was in, and, reaching out 
 his shovel, he drew them together. 
 
 Jonas then first raised his bush out of its 
 place, and threw it overboard. Then he 
 stepped over into Josey’s boat, keeping hold 
 of his own. Then he drew Josey’s bush up 
 to the boat, and, loosening the rope from it, 
 he cast the bush adrift. 
 
 “Now,” said he, “we are free; and we 
 will see if we can get back again.” 
 
 “How are you going to get back? ” said 
 Josey. 
 
 “I’m going to paddle,” said Jonas; and he 
 took his seat in the stern of the boat, and 
 took the paddle in his hands. 
 
 “You, Josey,” he continued, “must keep 
 hold of the old boat, so that we may tow 
 that back with us.” 
 
 “ O no,” said Josey; “ the old boat isn’t 
 good for any thing. Let it go.” 
 
 “ Not good for any thing! ” repeated Jonas j 
 “ and here you are, saved from being blown 
 nobody knows where by it. Besides, it is 
 your uncle’s property, and we must take 
 good care of it, and put it back where we 
 found it.” 
 
132 JONAS ON A FARM IN SUMMER. 
 
 Josey accordingly held on by the boat 
 while Jonas sat in the stern, and paddled. 
 He found it difficult to make much headway, 
 for the wind blew fresh and strong against 
 them, and the little waves dashed with no 
 little force against the bows. However, by 
 hard pulling, he at length began to draw 
 near to the cove again. They had to stop 
 once or twice, to bail out the water from the 
 old boat, to keep it from filling. 
 
 “If it should fill,” said Josey, “it would 
 sink, I suppose.” 
 
 “No,” said Jonas, “only to the water’s 
 edge.” 
 
 “ But I should think,” said Josey, “ that, if 
 it should get full of water, it would sink.” 
 
 “ No,” replied Jonas, “ wood is lighter 
 than water, whatever the shape of it is; and 
 a boat made of wood can’t sink.” 
 
 “ I have heard of vessels sinking, at any 
 rate,” said Josey. 
 
 “ Then they must have had heavy lading, 
 or ballast; for if a wooden ship were to be 
 filled entirely full of water, and sunk to the 
 bottom of the ocean, it would come up again 
 immediately.” 
 
 When the boys got to the shore, Jonas said 
 
THE CHASE. 
 
 133 
 
 “ Now, Josey, you have taken some of your 
 uncle’s property, and I think you ought to 
 make him compensation.” 
 
 “ Why, it is brought back again,” said Jo¬ 
 sey. He thought that Jonas meant the boat. 
 “ I don’t mean the boat,” said Jonas. 
 
 “ What then ? ” asked Josey. 
 
 “ I mean my time.” 
 
 “ Your time ? ” repeated Josey. 
 
 “ Yes, my time. Your uncle is paying me 
 high wages, and all my time is his property. 
 Now, that has been consumed in going after 
 you; and I think that, in justice to him, you 
 ought to work with us long enough to do as 
 much as I should have done, in the time that 
 I have had to take to go and bring you back. 
 Don’t you think so yourself? ” 
 
 “ Why, yes,” said Josey; “ but then-” 
 
 “ But then, what ? ” said Jonas. 
 
 “ Why, I feel pretty tired.” 
 u Well,” said Jonas, “ you can do just as 
 you think best. If you wish to be just, 
 you’ll do all you can to repay your uncle 
 for the loss of my time.” 
 
 “Well,” said Josey, “I will; — but shall 
 you tell uncle about it ? ” 
 
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134 JONAS ON A FARM IN SUMMER. 
 
 “ Certainly,” said Jonas. 
 
 “ Why ? ” asked Josey. 
 
 “ Because,” said Jonas, u I ought not to 
 let such a thing as this take place among 
 us boys, without his knowing it.” 
 
 In fact, however, Oliver went home just 
 before Jonas did, and he told his father and 
 mother all about the affair. When Jonas 
 came in, the farmer said, — 
 
 “ You did well, Jonas : but it seems to me 
 that you ran a great risk.” 
 
 “ No, sir,” said Jonas, “ I am used to the 
 water.” 
 
 “ But suppose the boat had filled, and sunk 
 under you.” 
 
 u Then,” said Jonas, “ I should have swum 
 back to the shore.” 
 
 “ But suppose you had been too far from 
 the shore.” 
 
 u Then,” said Jonas, “ I should have swum 
 to Josey’s boat.” 
 
 u But suppose,” continued the farmer, 
 “ that you had been too far from the boat, 
 too.” 
 
 “ I took care of that,” said Jonas. u I 
 watched the distances, and I found that I 
 
the chase. 
 
 135 
 
 was coming near the boat, before I had got 
 too far from the shore. If I had not, I should 
 have gone back again.” 
 
 11 Well,” said the farmer, “you have a 
 long head. I think we may trust you 
 wherever you conclude to go.” 
 
136 
 
 CHAPTER IX. 
 
 THE HOLIDAY. 
 
 It was the custom of Oliver’s father to 
 allow all his men and boys one day, for hol¬ 
 iday, after haying. Jonas told Josey, that, if 
 he expected to have a good time on this hol¬ 
 iday, he must work well during hay-time. 
 
 Josey took this advice. He worked well, 
 three or four hours every day, spreading the 
 swaths and opening the haycocks in the 
 mornings, and raking after the cart, when 
 the hay was ready to be got in. He found 
 that the effect of this his industry was just 
 what Jonas had predicted. It very much 
 heightened the enjoyment of the holiday, 
 when the holiday came. 
 
 The evening before the holiday, the 
 farmer’s wife said that she had been out 
 of meal several days, and that she had 
 been waiting till after haying, to ask her 
 husband to send to mill. 
 
 Well,” replied the farmer, c: day after to- 
 
THE HOLIDAY. 
 
 137 
 
 morrow the boys shall go. We can’t let 
 any thing interfere with the holiday.” 
 
 “ I should like to go to-morrow,” said 
 Jonas, “ if you think it would do to go in 
 the boat.” 
 
 “ In the boat ? ” said the farmer. 
 
 “ Yes,” replied Jonas. “It is not more 
 than a mile and a half round, by water, I 
 should think.” 
 
 The farmer had never gone to mill in his 
 boat ; although, when he reflected upon it, 
 he perceived that there was a communica¬ 
 tion by water all the way. The stream on 
 which the mill was situated, issued from the 
 pond, and the mill was only about a quarter 
 of a mile from the pond. Then, as there 
 was a dam across the brook at the mill, the 
 water was deep and still back to the pond, 
 so that it was good navigation for the boat 
 all the way. 
 
 “But it will be very hard work, and take 
 you a great while,” said the farmer, “ to 
 paddle the boat three miles,—and loaded 
 too.” 
 
 “ I didn’t intend to paddle,” said Jonas; 
 “ if there was a little wind, I thought we 
 could sail.” 
 
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138 JONAS ON A FARM IN SUMMER. 
 
 “ Well, at any rate,” said the farmer, 
 “ you can’t sail but one way : even if the 
 wind is fair to go, you would have to head 
 against it coming back.” 
 
 “ Yes, sir,” said Jonas, “ with a bush. 
 But I thought that, if you had no objection, 
 I could rig on a sail, so that we could do 
 better.” 
 
 “ How? ” said the farmer; “how would a 
 sail do better than the bush ? A good-sized 
 spruce or fir will take a great deal of wind.” 
 
 “ Yes, sir,” said Jonas, “'but you can’t do 
 any thing with a bush, unless the wind is 
 dead aft; but I think that I could rig a sail, 
 so that we could lay our course with the 
 wind on the beam.” 
 
 The farmer, who was not much accustomed 
 to nautical phrases, did not know what Jonas 
 meant by his “ dead aft,” and his “ laying a 
 course,” and his “ wind on the beam.” 
 Still he knew enough of Jonas’s character 
 to feel confident, that whatever he should 
 undertake, he would probably be able to do. 
 After a short pause, he asked him, — 
 
 “ Well, Jonas, how long will it take you to 
 rig the sail ? ” 
 
 “I think, sir,” said Jonas, “we could get 
 
THE HOLIDAY. 
 
 139 
 
 ready by nine o’clock, if Amos and Oliver 
 would help.” 
 
 “ And I too,” said Josey. 
 
 “ You! ” said the farmer. 
 
 “ He can help some, perhaps,” said Jonas. 
 
 “Fll help,” said Amos. 
 
 “We shall have,” said Jonas, “to go into 
 the woods to get our spars.” 
 
 “ Spars ? ” said the farmer. “ What spars ? ” 
 He did not know what the word spars meant. 
 
 “ Why, we shall want a gaff and a boom, 
 besides the mast,” said Jonas. 
 
 The farmer laughed outright. He found 
 that he made no progress whatever, in under¬ 
 standing Jonas’s explanations. So he asked 
 no more questions, but said only, — 
 
 “ Well, I don’t know what you mean by 
 your gaffs and your booms ; but I don’t be¬ 
 lieve you’ll find any of them growing in my 
 woods. However, you may try.” 
 
 Jonas, having thus obtained the farmer’s 
 permission, rose early the next morning; and 
 he, and Amos, and Oliver, met, soon after sun¬ 
 rise, in a sort of workshop, in a shed wherb 
 the farmer used to mend his carts, and make 
 his sleds and tool-handles. Jonas said that 
 he would be looking up something for a sail. 
 
140 JONAS ON A FARM IN SUMMER. 
 
 and get it ready, if Amos and Oliver would 
 go into the woods and get the mast and spars. 
 
 “No,” said Amos, “not I. If you want 
 me to get you out some hoe-handles, or an 
 axletree, — very well. But I don’t know 
 any thing about your masts and spars.” 
 
 “ Why, for a mast,” said Jonas, “ I only 
 want a good, straight, handsome maple stick, 
 ten feet long, and say three inches through 
 at the bottom.” 
 
 “That I can do,” said Amos. 
 
 “ Then we shall want a boom and gaff; a 
 crotch will do instead of cheeks ; — get two 
 or three, or say half a dozen, straight maple 
 sticks, say six feet long, with a crotch in one 
 end. That is, find some little maples di¬ 
 viding into two branches, say six or eight 
 feet from the ground.” 
 
 “ That we can do,” said Oliver. 
 
 “ Well,” said Jonas, “ that’s all we shall 
 want.” 
 
 So Amos and Oliver took their axe, and 
 went off after the spars, while Jonas began 
 to'look about, in the sheds and lofts, for some¬ 
 thing which would do for a sail. 
 
 About half an hour after this, Josey came 
 out, and he found Jonas looking over an old, 
 
THE HOLIDAY. 
 
 141 
 
 eoarse-looking blanket, which appeared to 
 have been a horse blanket. It was tattered 
 and torn about the edges- but Jonas said he 
 could get a piece out of it which would do 
 for a sail. 
 
 “ It won’t be big enough,” said Josey. 
 
 u I want it very small,” said Jonas. 
 
 “Why?” said Josey; “then your boat 
 won’t sail so fast.” 
 
 “ Nor upset so easily,” said Jonas. 
 
 “ Will it upset,” said Josey, “ if the sail is 
 large ? ” 
 
 “ There is more danger of it. And you 
 see, as the boys about here are not used to 
 manage boats, I am going to make the sail so 
 small, that the boat cannot be upset by it, let 
 what will happen. I’d rather go slow, than 
 have the boat upset by and by, and some¬ 
 body get drowned, and then have the peo¬ 
 ple charge it to me.” 
 
 “ Fd have a bigger sail than that, at any 
 rate,” said Josey. 
 
 “No,” said Jonas; “ and there is another 
 thing I am going to do for security. I don’t 
 mean to have any belaying pin aft.” 
 
 “ What is a belaying pin aft ? ” said Josey. 
 
 “ Why, a belaying pin, to belay the main 
 
142 
 
 JONAS ON A FARM IN SUMMER, 
 
 sheet to. Then, if there comes a squally 
 whoever is in the boat will let go the main 
 sheet, by instinct, and so shake the wind 
 right out the sail.” 
 
 Josey did not understand this explanation 
 at all. He perceived, however, that Jonas 
 intended to go to the extreme of caution, to 
 prevent any accident happening to the boat, 
 in consecpience of his instrumentality in 
 fitting a sail to it. 
 
 u At any rate,” said Josey, “ I would have 
 a handsomer sail than that. I'd go and 
 make my aunt give me something better—* 
 some good white cloth.” 
 
 “Yes,” replied Jonas, as he was trimming 
 the edge of his sail with a large pair of 
 shears, “ I think it likely that that is the 
 way you would manage. But I am a little 
 more cunning than that.” 
 
 u Why ? ” said Josey. 
 
 “ Why, you see,” replied Jonas, “ people 
 would let us boys have our own plans a 
 great deal oftener, if we did not trouble them 
 in carrying them into execution. For in¬ 
 stance, if you want to make a dove-house, 
 and should go and ask your uncle to let you 
 do it,—ten to one he’d say no, just because 
 
THE HOLIDAY. 
 
 143 
 
 lie would expect, that you would come right 
 to him to get this thing and that, to make it 
 with, and so make him a great deal of 
 trouble.” 
 
 “1 wish he would let me have a dove- 
 house,” said Josey. 
 
 “Now,” continued Jonas, “I am going to 
 make a sail out of this old blanket; and 
 then I shall tell him that, if he should ever 
 want a better one, I can shift it very easily.” 
 
 About this time, Amos and Oliver returned 
 from the woods with their mast and spars,. 
 
 Jonas said that they would do very well. 
 lie trimmed and smoothed the mast, and 
 fitted it to its place. Then he selected one 
 of the largest of the other poles, which had 
 crotches at one end, and said that that would 
 make the best boom. 
 
 “ What is a boom ? ” asked Amos. 
 
 “ Why, a boom is to go along the lower 
 end of the sail, to keep it stretched out, so as 
 to take the wind.” 
 
 “What is the crotch for? ” said Amos. 
 
 “ W hy, the crotch is to fit to the mast. 
 One branch goes on one side, and the other 
 on the other. So the boom can swing around 
 the mast, and run off in any direction. 
 
144 
 
 JONAS ON A FARM IN SUMMER. 
 
 “ And now, Amos, will yon trim and smooth 
 the boom, while I select a gaff ? ” 
 
 “ A gaff,” repeated Josey; “ what is a gaff? ” 
 
 “ Why, the gaff,” said Jonas, “ runs along 
 the upper edge of the sail, and is to keep 
 that part stretched out too. It is not so long 
 as the boom.” 
 
 “ Why not ? ” asked Oliver. 
 
 u Because,” said Jonas, “the upper part of 
 the sail is not so broad as the lower part.” 
 
 “ And what are ail the rest of the poles 
 for? ” said Oliver. 
 
 “We shall not want the rest,” replied Jo¬ 
 nas. “I told you to get half a dozen, in 
 order that I might have enough to choose 
 from; though we’ll put away the rest, be¬ 
 cause one of these may get broken.” 
 
 While Jonas was rigging his sail to the 
 mast, he sent Amos down to the cove, to 
 measure the length of the boat, for he said 
 that he must have a keel. He then marked 
 out a piece of plank of the right length and 
 breadth for a keel, and, when Amos returned, 
 he asked him to saw it out and plane it. 
 
 When all was ready, the whole party went 
 down to the cove. Jonas carried the mast 
 and sail rolled up together, and Amos and 
 
THE HOLIDAY. 
 
 145 
 
 Oliver carried the keel. Josey, who was desi¬ 
 rous of rendering some aid, took an auger and 
 an axe, and some wooden pins which Jonas 
 had made. They were for the purpose of 
 pinning the keel on to the bottom of the boat. 
 
 When they reached the cove, they drew 
 up the boat, and turned it bottom upwards. 
 Then Jonas pinned on the keel ; he made it 
 very firm. They asked him what the keel 
 was for ; and he said that, without a keel, no 
 boat could be kept to the wind, though he 
 did not know what the reason was. The 
 other boys did not know what he meant by 
 keeping a boat to the wind ; but, as Jonas was 
 just ready to turn the boat over again, they 
 did not ask him. 
 
 When the boat was in its proper position, 
 they launched her into the water, leaving 
 the boAvs resting slightly upon the sand. 
 Then Jonas raised the mast, having previ¬ 
 ously unfurled the sail. He said he had 
 not the proper rigging for unfurling the sail, 
 AAdien the mast Avas up. He asked Amos 
 and the other boys to get in first, Avhile he 
 kept hold of the boat by the boAvs. 
 
 “We’ll try her a little Avay first,” said he, 
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146 JONAS ON A FARM IN SUMMER. 
 
 “ to see if she will sail, before we go and get 
 the grain to take to mill.” 
 
 The boat sailed very well indeed. Arnos 
 was astonished to see it going out and com¬ 
 ing back, by means of the same wind. Jo¬ 
 nas steered with his paddle, 'which he held 
 out behind. There was a fresh breeze blow¬ 
 ing upon the pond, and Jonas said that, if 
 they had the cargo on board, he had no doubt 
 but that they should be able to make their 
 way to the mill, without any difficulty at all. 
 
 They all, accordingly, went up to the corn 
 barn to get the grain. They measured it 
 out, and put it into bags. They put some 
 of the bags upon a wheelbarrow, and Jonas 
 wheeled them down to the cove. Amos took 
 one upon his back. 
 
 Oliver went into the house to get some pro¬ 
 visions in a basket, for Jonas said that they 
 could not get back until after dinner-time, and 
 so they would take their dinner with them, 
 and stop and eat it upon some island. 
 
147 
 
 CHAPTER X. 
 
 THE SAIL. 
 
 The boys put in their cargo of grain, and 
 then embarked themselves. The farmer, and 
 his wife, and little Amelia, came down to the 
 cove to see them set sail. Jonas seated Oli¬ 
 ver in the bows to look over into the water, 
 and give warning in case they should be in 
 danger, as Jonas said, of running foul of 
 any thing. Amos and Josey took their 
 places near the middle of the boat, and Jo¬ 
 nas sat in the stern. “ Now I’m ready to 
 shove off,” said Jonas. “ You must all sit 
 still, and keep a good lookout, Oliver; for 
 there are several rocks about the mouth of 
 the cove.” 
 
 “Let me go and look out,” said Josey, 
 starting up from his place. 
 
 “No,” said Jonas; “sit still.” 
 
 “ Why mayn’t I go ? ” said Josey. 
 
 “You don’t get any reasons at sea,” said 
 Jonas “ nothing but orders.” 
 
148 JONAS ON A FARM IN SUMMER. 
 
 “ A great rock ! 77 said Oliver ; “ go that 
 way, go that way. 7 ’ 
 
 As he said this, he pointed very eagerly, 
 with his hand, off in the direction away 
 from the great rock. 
 
 Jonas turned the boat in the direction 
 which Oliver indicated, and so escaped the 
 rock. 
 
 “You ought not to say, ‘ Go that way,’ ” 
 said Jonas. 
 
 “ What must I say ? 77 asked Oliver. 
 
 “You must say, 4 Bear up' or 1 Bear away' 
 according as you want me to go towards the 
 wind, or away from it. Up is towards the 
 windy side of the boat j array is the opposite 
 direction . 77 
 
 “ Well, then , 77 said he, “ bear up j for here 
 is a great log lying upon the bottom. It is a 
 tree ; now I see the branches . 77 
 
 “ Let me see , 77 said Josey • and he half 
 rose, and would have gone forward, but he 
 perceived that he could now see the tree by 
 looking over the side. It was an old tree, 
 which had once been growing upon the shore, 
 but had long since fallen into the water, and, 
 after drifting about for some time, had sunk. 
 A few decayed branches remained upon it, 
 

u 1 Now I can see the bottom/ said Oliver. 1 It is sandy. 777 •*— Page 151. 
 
THE SAIL. 
 
 151 
 
 and the boat came very near striking one of 
 them. 
 
 Very soon, however, the boat got out of 
 the cove, and into deep Avater ; and here the 
 wind took the sail more powerfully, and they 
 went on though the water with considerable 
 speed. Jonas steered across a deep bay, to- 
 wards a point of land which made out from 
 the shore. There was a very pretty island 
 at a little distance from the point, and Jonas 
 said he meant to sail between this island and 
 the point. Both the point and the island 
 were covered with woods, only the extremity 
 of the point was rocky. 
 
 As they gradually approached the narrow 
 passage of water, through which Jonas was 
 intending to pass, Oliver began to say, — 
 
 “ Now I can see the bottom. It is sandy. 
 Now it is gravelly. Shoal water coming, 
 Jonas — shoal water. Bear up, Jonas ; ■— no, 
 away; away, bear away. There, I see a 
 great stump, but it’s on one side. We sha’n’t 
 run against it. Shoal water, shoal water, — 
 but its deeper on farther ; we shall get by.” 
 
 In fact, the boat was now in a line be¬ 
 tween the point and the island, and about 
 equally distant from them. The island 
 
152 
 
 JONAS ON A FARM IN SUMMER. 
 
 looked larger than it had done before. It 
 extended along for some distance, with a 
 white sandy beach at the water’s edge. As 
 they were slowly gliding along here, Josey 
 said, — 
 
 “Now, Jonas, you ought to let me be the 
 lookout man. Oliver has been lookout man 
 his share.” 
 
 “ We don’t go by shares at sea,” said 
 Jonas. 
 
 “ But I want to look out now,” he contin¬ 
 ued, in a complaining tone, “ and I mean to.” 
 
 Here Josey rose from his seat, and began 
 to move towards the bows of the boat. 
 
 “No,” said Jonas; “you must obey me. 
 I’m captain. There’s no getting along at 
 sea without obeying the commander.” 
 
 “No,” said Josey; “you are not captain 
 any more than I. It’s more my boat than it 
 is yours, because it belongs to my uncle.” 
 
 “ Your uncle put it under my charge, and 
 you must do as I say ; so sit down.” 
 
 “ No,” replied Josey ; “ I mean to go and 
 be the lookout man.’’ 
 
 So Josey attempted to step over the seat ; 
 but, just at that moment, he observed that 
 Jonas made a new motion with his paddle. 
 
THE SAIL. 
 
 153 
 
 and the boat began to move slowly round 
 away from the island, and towards the main 
 land. At the same time, the sail, which had 
 before hung off upon one side of the boat, 
 began to swing back towards the middle of 
 it, and the boom, which was at the lower 
 edge of it, came thumping against Josey’s 
 head and shoulders. At the same moment, 
 the sail began to flap and flutter in the wind, 
 with a loud noise, shaking the boom about 
 over Josey’s head. Josey sank down into the 
 bottom of the boat, to get out of the way. 
 
 “ What’s the matter ? ” said Amos, look¬ 
 ing frightened. 
 
 “ Nothing,” said Jonas, coolly. “Just 
 take hold of the boom, and pass it over to 
 the other side.” 
 
 Amos did so. The boat turned round 
 more and more, and the sail swung off over 
 the water, so as to be out of their way again, 
 only it was now on the opposite side. 
 
 “ What was that ? ” said Josey, after the 
 manoeuvre was over. 
 
 “Nothing, only our going about.” 
 
 “Going about?” repeated Josey; “what 
 for?” 
 
 “ I am going to put you ashore.” 
 
154 JONAS ON A FARM IN SUMMER. 
 
 “ Me ashore!” repeated Josey, more and 
 more surprised. He looked forward, and 
 saw that the boat was now pointed towards 
 the shore, at a place on the back side of the 
 point of land which they had just passed. 
 
 “ Yes,” said Jonas, “the only way, when 
 we have an unmanageable passenger on 
 board, is to put him ashore upon the near¬ 
 est land.” 
 
 A momentary thought passed across Jo¬ 
 se y’s mind, that he would not be put ashore; 
 he would resist. But, then, in a moment he 
 reflected, that all his attempts at resistance, 
 in respect to any of Jonas’s decisions, had 
 been utterly fruitless and vain. He there¬ 
 fore, after a moment’s pause, said, — 
 
 “ No, Jonas, you mustn’t put me ashore. 
 I’ll sit still.” 
 
 “ It’s very hazardous trusting to promises 
 at sea,” said Jonas. 
 
 “Why?” asked Josey. 
 
 “ Why, suppose a passenger, or one of the 
 crew, was mutinous or ungovernable, and the 
 captain should conclude to put him ashore, 
 and he should beg and promise, and so the 
 captain should conclude to try him, —and 
 then they sail away from the land out to sea 
 
THE SAIL. 
 
 155 
 
 again. Now, if the mutineer was to begin 
 to behave badly again, the captain might 
 have to keep him on board all the time, for 
 perhaps they would not have any opportu¬ 
 nity to touch at any land again, until they 
 arrived home, and he might do a great deal 
 of mischief.” 
 
 By this time the boat had got very near to 
 the beach. Josey, seeing that Jonas was in 
 earnest, began to be quite alarmed. 
 
 “ But what shall I do,” said he, “ if you 
 put me ashore ? ” 
 
 “ You can either walk home, or wait there 
 till we come back from the mill. I’ll call 
 for you when I come back.” 
 
 “ But I can’t find my way home,” said 
 Josey. 
 
 “O yes,” said Jonas. “If you walk up 
 the bank, and through the trees up on the 
 hill beyond, you’ll see the road a short dis¬ 
 tance across the fields. It is only about a 
 mile and a half home. I’m sorry to have 
 you obliged to take such a long walk. It 
 would have been a great deal pleasanter for 
 us all to have had you obeyed orders.” 
 
 So saying, Jonas changed the position of 
 his paddle in such a way, that the head of 
 
156 JONAS ON A FARM IN SUMMER. 
 
 the boat was brought up to the wind, and 
 the sail swung around to the middle of the 
 boat, and, after shaking a little, but not vio¬ 
 lently, it hung becalmed. There was not 
 much wind here, for the place was sheltered 
 by the land. The boat floated nearly at 
 rest upon the water, close to the sand. 
 
 “I wish you’d try him once more, Jonas,” 
 said Oliver. 
 
 “Yes,” said Amos, U 1 wish you would, if 
 you can. I don’t think he’ll make any more 
 trouble.” 
 
 Jonas had begun to push his boat up to 
 the beach with the paddle, so that Josey 
 could get out; but he stopped at hearing 
 these words from Amos and Oliver, and 
 said, — 
 
 “ Well, if the other passengers intercede 
 for him, that makes it a little different case, 
 I admit.” 
 
 So saying, Jonas paused, holding his pad¬ 
 dle motionless in the water, as if at a loss 
 what to do. Tn the mean time, the boat 
 slowly glided inward from the effect of the 
 impulse which Jonas had given it before, 
 and at length it struck gently upon the 
 sand. 
 
THE SAIL. 
 
 157 
 
 “ Yes, Jonas,” said Amos, “ try him once 
 more.” 
 
 “ Well,” said Jonas, “out of respect to my 
 other passengers, I will j but I warn you all 
 that it is a dangerous experiment to take 
 mutiny out to sea,—even if the sea is a 
 pond, and the mutineer only a boy; he may 
 upset us.” 
 
 Jonas immediately pushed the boat off, 
 and headed her away from the shore. The 
 boom swung over again; Amos and Josey 
 bowed their heads to let it pass. They 
 moved very slowly at first, where the water 
 under the lee of the land was smooth and 
 still. They soon, however, came out where 
 the breeze took them, and then they glided 
 along quite rapidly towards the outlet of the 
 pond, which led to the mill. A stream run¬ 
 ning from a pond is called an outlet. 
 
 “ I don’t know how we shall find the en¬ 
 trance to the outlet,” said Jonas. 
 
 That part of the pond was so indented 
 with bays, and there were so many little 
 islands, that Jonas did not know exact¬ 
 ly whereabouts to look for the proper pas¬ 
 sage. 
 
 “ / know,” said Amos; “ steer directly for 
 
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158 JONAS ON A FARM IN SUMMER. 
 
 that large pine-tree, with the rocks on the 
 shore below it.” 
 
 “ Yes,” said Jonas, “I see it.” 
 
 “We go between that and the little green 
 island east of it.” 
 
 “ Yes,” said Jonas, “I s©e.” 
 
 In a short time, they were running along 
 between the little green island and the rocky 
 shore. Josey looked up at the tall pine, 
 which towered above their heads to a vast 
 height. He was almost afraid that it might 
 fall over upon them. But Amos said he need 
 not fear. 
 
 “It would be a good half hour’s work to 
 get it down,” he said, “with the best axe 
 that ever fell a tree.” 
 
 “ It isn’t the axe that falls a tree,” said 
 Josey; “it is the man that uses it.” 
 
 Amos made no reply to this criticism, but 
 pointed out the top of the mill, which was 
 just visible before them, over the tops of the 
 trees. The boat glided along very smoothly 
 over the surface of the mill pond, which they 
 had now fairly entered; and they soon reached 
 a little landing, where they were going to 
 draw up their boat, close in the rear of the 
 mill. 
 
THE SAIL. 
 
 159 
 
 They carried the bags into the mill, and 
 then, while they were waiting for it to be 
 ground, the three hoys rambled along the 
 bank of the pond. Amos went up into the 
 village to buy something at a store. When 
 they got tired, they sat down upon some 
 rocks near the water. 
 
 “ See the fishes, swimming in the water,” 
 said Josey; “ I wish I had my fishing-line 
 here.” 
 
 “ I wish 1 could swim as well as a fish 
 /Jan,” said Oliver. 
 
 It w r as a very warm day, and tha appear¬ 
 ance of the fishes, gliding along and bathing 
 their sides in the clear and cool water, was a 
 very refreshing sight. 
 
 Here Josey, who had strayed along the 
 bank a step or two, uttered a loud and long 
 exclamation, and called upon the boys to 
 come and see a monstrous long fish. 
 
 See ! ” said Josey; “there he is, right 
 there, in that little cove under the rock ; he 
 is as still, — O, how still he is ! ” 
 
 11 Yes,” said Oliver, “ it is a pickerel.” 
 
 Jonas looked, and he saw a long and ele¬ 
 gant-shaped fish, lying motionless in a still 
 
TOO 
 
 JONAS ON A FARM IN SUMMER. 
 
 place in the water, made so by the shelter of 
 the rock. He was still as a statue, except¬ 
 ing that two of his fins were gently moving 
 to and fro in the water, without, however, 
 appearing to give any impulse whatever to 
 his body. 
 
 u What a beautiful pickerel! ” said Josey. 
 “ O, how I wish I could float in the water 
 like that! ” 
 
 “ Why ? ” said Jonas. u Do you think it 
 would be pleasanter lying down there, than 
 being up here on the bank? ” 
 
 “ Yes,_ indeed,” said Josey. 
 
 “ I’ll ask him,” said Jonas, and see what 
 he says.” Then, looking down into the wa¬ 
 ter, and pretending to address the pickerel, he 
 said, u Fish, what is your name ? ” 
 
 After a moment’s pause, he repeated his 
 question ; and then, in a little different voice, 
 gave the answer, as if it were spoken by the 
 fish ; and so he proceeded, carrying on a pre¬ 
 tended conversation with the fish for some 
 time, as follows : — 
 
 “ What is your name, fish ? —My name is 
 John Pickerel.—How do you like living 
 down under the water?—Pretty well. — I 
 
THE SAIL. 
 
 161 
 
 suppose you can swim very fast. — Yes, sir. 
 very fast ; all over the brook and pond.—Well, 
 it must be very pleasant. Here is a boy by 
 me who wishes he could swim about under 
 the water, instead of Avalking on the shore. — 
 Then he’s a very foolish boy ; for its very 
 gloomy down here : there’s nothing to see 
 but sand, and gravel, and rocks, wherever I 
 go ; no grass, no houses, no trees, nothing 
 but sand, and gravel, and rocks, every where ; 
 always the same. I wish I could live out of 
 the water, and walk on the bank in the pleas¬ 
 ant sun. — Then, it seems, this boy is mis¬ 
 taken.— Yes, very much mistaken. The 
 surface of the water is very pretty to look 
 upon when the sun is shining on it in a 
 pleasant summer’s day, but it is a very 
 gloomy place to live in. The next time that 
 boy goes in to bathe, let him hold his head 
 under water, and open his eyes, and he will 
 see that it is a very dreary and lonesome 
 place indeed. 7 ’ 
 
 “I mean to try it,” said Josey. 
 
 “ Well, good-by, John Pickerel,” said Jo¬ 
 nas. “Much obliged to you for the informa¬ 
 tion you have given us.” 
 
 14 * 
 
162 
 
 JONAS ON A FARM IN SUMMER. 
 
 Just at this time, the pickerel began very 
 slowly to glide off towards the deep water. 
 Josey got a stick to stop him; but the mo¬ 
 ment the stick touched the water, the fish 
 darted off like an arrow, and disappeared. 
 When the boys returned to the mill, they 
 found their grist ready; and the boat soon 
 conveyed both the company and the cargo 
 safely home. 
 
163 
 
 CHAPTER XI. 
 
 THE GRAY SQUIRREL 
 
 In the place where the farmer lived, going 
 to church was commonly called going to 
 meeting; and the church itself was called 
 the meeting-house. This meeting-house was 
 m the village, a mile or two distant from 
 the house where the farmer lived. 
 
 The farmer’s family generally went in a 
 large, covered wagon, drawn by two horses. 
 Jonas, and Josey, and Oliver, frequently 
 walked, taking a cross path which led 
 through the fields, which shortened the dis¬ 
 tance considerably. Josey always liked to 
 go this way. 
 
 One pleasant Sabbath morning in the au¬ 
 tumn, they set out together as usual. They 
 walked along through the orchard. They all 
 stopped a moment under an apple-tree, which 
 bore large, juicy apples, and picked up one 
 or two apiece, to eat as they walked along. 
 Beyond the orchard was a cornfield. There 
 
164 JONAS ON A FARM IN SUMMER. 
 
 was a stone wall between the cornfield and 
 the orchard, with a sort of gap, where the 
 boys used to get over. 
 
 The corn was nearly ripe. The tops had 
 been cut oft’, to admit the sun more fully to 
 the ears, whose golden tips appeared bursting 
 out from aniong the husks, all over the field. 
 In some of the largest and ripest ears, the 
 husks had turned back entirely, leaving the 
 long rows of ripe and yellow corn fully ex¬ 
 posed. On one such ear as this, Oliver saw, 
 a short distance before him, a large gray 
 squirrel. He was clinging to the top of the 
 ear, which was bent down by his weight. 
 
 “Stop!” said Oliver, in a suppressed 
 voice. 
 
 As he said this, he stopped suddenly him¬ 
 self, and extended his hands before Josey 
 and Jonas, to prevent their going forward. 
 He then pointed to the squirrel. 
 
 “I see him,” said Josey, “I see him. 
 Wait; — let me get a stone.” 
 
 “No,” rejoined Jonas, “don’t stone him; 
 — let us wait, and see what he will do.” 
 
 The squirrel filled his cheeks with the 
 kernels of corn, and then leaped down to the 
 ground. He paused a moment, eyeing the 
 
THE GRAY SQUIRREL. 
 
 165 
 
 boys suspiciously, and then he glided along 
 towards the path, with his long, bushy tail 
 extended behind him, just lightly touching 
 the ground. 
 
 Josey was so much excited, that he leaped 
 up involuntarily, and clapped his hands. 
 The squirrel stopped, turned suddenly to¬ 
 wards the boys, and remained motionless, in 
 a sitting posture, with his tail laid along his 
 back, its tip curved like a plume. 
 
 u Hush ! ” said Jonas, in a low voice ; — 
 u stand perfectly still.” 
 
 The boys stood still; and presently Bunny 
 began to move forward again. He went on 
 in the path, the boys following him with 
 very cautious steps. He advanced rapidly, 
 
 * 
 
 sometimes leaping over the inequalities of 
 the path, and sometimes gliding smoothly 
 along like a bird. 
 
 The boys followed him eagerly, but with 
 great caution. At the end of the cornfield 
 he passed under a fence, and the path entered 
 a wood. The squirrel ran under the fence 
 by a hole near a post; but the boys climbed 
 over a stile, taking great care not to lose sight 
 of him. The path led down a gentle de¬ 
 scent, with trees on each side ; and the squir- 
 
166 
 
 JONAS ON A FARM IN SUMMER. 
 
 rel went on, until, at length, he came to a 
 place where there was a large and half-de¬ 
 cayed trunk of a tree, lying upon the ground, 
 half enveloped in bushes and leaves. One 
 end of this trunk was towards the road, and 
 under it was a small hole. The squirrel' 
 darted into this hole, and disappeared. The 
 boys gathered around the hole, and stood 
 looking at it. 
 
 “Come,” said Jonas, “let us go along.” 
 
 “ I wouldn’t go yet,” said Josey - r “-we will 
 wait a little while, and perhaps he will come 
 out.” 
 
 “No/ 7 replied Jonas,, “we mustn’t stop 
 any longer ; we must go to meeting.” 
 
 “But I want to see him again,” said Josey.. 
 “ Besides, I can catch him, when he comes- 
 out again.” 
 
 “It isn’t right for us to stop on the Sab¬ 
 bath, when we are going to meeting, and 
 catch squirrels,” rejoined Jonas. “ Come f 
 we will go along.” 
 
 So Jonas walked on,, and Josey and Oliver 
 followed, though Josey was very reluctant 
 to go. 
 
 “I don’t see what harm there is in stop¬ 
 ping to look at a squirrel,” said he. 
 
THE GRAY SQUIRREL. 
 
 167 
 
 Jonas did not answer. 
 
 “ And I don’t see any difference between 
 ■stopping to look at him and running along 
 after him in the path; and that you did, Jo¬ 
 nas. 5 ’ 
 
 “Well,” said Jonas, if we have done 
 wrong once, in running along after him, we 
 won’t do wrong again by stopping to look at 
 him, and so make ourselves late at meeting. 
 It is best to keep ourselves under pretty strict 
 rules, on the Sabbath day.” 
 
 So the boys walked on. About half a 
 mile farther they came out upon the main 
 road again, but it was not so pleasant walk¬ 
 ing along the main road, as it was in the 
 pathway through the fields ; because wagons, 
 and chaises, and persons on horseback, were 
 continually coming along, and the boys had 
 to be careful to keep out of their way. 
 However, the boys got safely to meeting. 
 They remained at the meeting-house during 
 the intermission at noon. For their dinner, 
 they ate some bread and cheese, which they 
 had brought in their pockets. They sat, 
 while eating it, in a shady corner, at the end 
 of a long shed with many divisions, which 
 had been built behind the meeting-house, for 
 
168 
 
 JONAS ON A FARM IN SUMMER. 
 
 the horses to stand under, in the cold storms 
 in winter. 
 
 In the afternoon, the boys returned home 
 by the same way they came. They came 
 along very cautiously when they approached 
 the great log, in hopes of seeing the squirrel 
 about his hole again; but he was not there. 
 Josey said that he meant to set a trap for 
 him, the next day. 
 
 When they got. home, they found the 
 horses and the wagon fastened in the yard, 
 waiting for the boys to take care of them. 
 Jonas unharnessed the horses, and then Josey 
 led one, and Oliver the other, to the bars which 
 opened into the pasture. It was then two 
 hours before supper-time, and so Jonas went 
 into the house, and got a book to read. He 
 brought his book out, and sat down upon a 
 bench, in a shady corner of the back yard, 
 and began to read. 
 
 “ Jonas,” said Josey, I am going to set a 
 trap for that squirrel, and catch him.” 
 
 “ I wouldn’t do any thing about it to-day ,” 
 said Jonas. 
 
 “ No, I am not going to do any thing about 
 it; I am only just going to see if that old 
 steel trap in the barn is in good order.” 
 
THE GRAY SQUIRREL. 
 
 169 
 
 u I wouldn’t,” said Jonas. “ I wouldn’t 
 see any thing about it to-day. Come and sit 
 here with me and read.” 
 
 u Why, I don’t think there’s any harm,” 
 said Josey, “ in just going to see if the trap 
 is there.” 
 
 11 But I know there’s no harm in sitting 
 here and, reading about old King David. 
 Let’s do what we’re sure of.” 
 
 u Are you reading about old King David ? ” 
 asked Josey. 
 
 “ Yes,” said Jonas, “ how he got Goliath’s 
 sword.” 
 
 “ O, I know,” said Josey; “he jumped 
 right on to him, and pulled the sword out of 
 his scabbard, and then cut his head off.” 
 
 “ I don’t mean that time. He got his 
 sword another time, — after that, — in a very 
 singular way. If you’ll go and get Oliver 
 and Amelia, and come here, I’ll read and ex¬ 
 plain it to you.” 
 
 Josey liked this proposal very much. He 
 went and found Oliver and Amelia, and they 
 came and sat doAvn near Jonas’s bench. Ame¬ 
 lia sat upon a wooden block, which she used 
 for a cricket, and Josey and Oliver upon the 
 grass. Then Jonas read and explained to 
 
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170 
 
 JONAS ON A FARM IN SUMMER. 
 
 them the account of David’s going to the 
 priest in the temple, and getting some bread, 
 and also the sword of Goliath, which was 
 kept there as a curiosity. 
 
 “ Did he do right or wrong ? ” said Jonas, 
 when he had finished the story. 
 
 “ Right,” said Josey. “ He got that sword 
 away from Goliath, and he had a rigjit to go 
 and take it at any time.” 
 
 “Wrong,” said Oliver, “for he told a 
 falsehood.” 
 
 Jonas was going to talk with the boys 
 more about this case; but just then, Isabella, 
 Amelia’s older sister, came out and called 
 them to supper. After supper, they all went 
 up into the pasture after the cows, walking 
 along quietly together. 
 
 After they had found the cows, and were 
 slowly returning behind them, Jonas said 
 that he read a remarkable verse in the Bible 
 that day. 
 
 “ What was it ? ” said Josey. 
 
 “ Why, it was this,” replied Jonas — “Not 
 a sparrow falleth to the ground without his 
 knowledge.” 
 
 “ I don’t see any thing very remarkable in 
 that,” said Josey. 
 
THE GRAY SQUIRREL. 
 
 171 
 
 “ Only,” replied Jonas, “ I did not know, 
 if he watches all the sparrows, whether he 
 would like to have you break and mangle that 
 poor squirrel’s legs in the steel trap.” 
 
 “ But I hav’n’t got any box trap,” said 
 Josey, “ and so I have to use the steel one. 
 If you’ll make me a box trap, I’ll catch him 
 in that.” 
 
 “ What are you going to do with him 
 when you catch him ? ” 
 
 “ O, I’m going to tame him,” said Josey. 
 
 “ Well,” said Jonas, “ I know a way to 
 catch him better than to set a box trap.” 
 
 “ What is it ? ” said Josey. 
 
 “ I’ll help you about it, if you’ll let me 
 direct the whole plan.” 
 
 “ Well,” said Josey. 
 
 “ It will take some time,” said Jonas. 
 
 “Well,” said Josey; “when will you 
 do it?” 
 
 “We will begin to-morrow morning,” said 
 Jonas. 
 
 Josey was very eager, the next morning, to 
 know what was the first thing to do to catch 
 the squirrel. Joaas told him to go and get 
 
172 JONAS ON A FARM IN SUMMER. 
 
 some crumbs of bread, and carry them down 
 to the squirrel’s hole. 
 
 “ If you happen to see the squirrel,” said 
 he, “ toss down some of the little crumbs of 
 bread before him as gently as possible.” 
 
 Josey went according to these directions. 
 He did not, however, see the squirrel. He re¬ 
 mained there watching for some time; at last, 
 he left the crumbs of bread near the mouth 
 of his hole, and sauntered along slowly home. 
 
 That day Jonas and Oliver went to work 
 in the cornfield, to get in the com, which 
 had become ripe enough to be gathered. 
 Josey found them at work when he went 
 back from the squirrel’s hole. He remained 
 and worked with them for a time, and, after 
 about two hours, he went down again to see 
 if his crumbs of bread were gone. He found 
 that they had disappeared entirely. 
 
 He went back greatly delighted, and asked 
 Jonas what he should do next. 
 
 “ After dinner,” said Jonas, u bring down 
 some more, and put in the same place.” 
 
 Josey did so. The next morning, too, he 
 went again. He climbed over the stile, and 
 was walking, with a careless air, down the 
 
THE G HAY SQUIRREL. 
 
 173 
 
 pathway ; but when he drew near to the great 
 log, his attention was suddenly arrested at 
 hearing a loud and long-continued chirup. 
 He looked up, and saw the squirrel, seated 
 upon the end of his log, singing him a song. 
 
 Josey approached very carefully. The 
 squirrel leaped off the log, and ran to the 
 mouth of his hole, and then turned round, 
 and began to look back at Josey. 
 
 Josey broke off some little pieces from the 
 crust of bread, which he was holding in his 
 hand, and gently tossed them down towards 
 the squirrel. Bunny was very timid and 
 suspicious; but presently he crept up near to 
 one of them, and picked it up. 
 
 “Bunny, Bunny, Bunny,” said Josey, 
 throwing down some more pieces of bread. 
 
 The squirrel picked up one or two more 
 of the crumbs, and then ran suddenly down 
 into the hole, and disappeared. 
 
 “Bunny, Bunny, Bunny,” said Josey; 
 “come out again, Bunny, and get some more 
 bread.” 
 
 But Bunny would not come. Josey 
 watched his hole for some time, and then 
 he went away and reported the facts to 
 Jonas. 
 
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174 JONAS ON A FARM IN SUMMER. 
 
 Jonas said that the plan was working very 
 well. And he told Josey to go again every 
 day, and feed him just as before. “ By and 
 by, 55 said Jonas, “you’ll get him so that you 
 can call him out of his hole.” 
 
 “Yes,” said Josey, with a look of great 
 pleasure; “ and then, you see, I’ll stand all 
 ready, and when he comes out, I’ll grab him.” 
 
 “ No, indeed,” said Jonas, “ no grabbing 
 him. Do you be sure and not make the least 
 effort to catch him, till 1 give you leave.” 
 
 Josey promised that he would not. So he 
 went, day after day, to feed his squirrel. He 
 got so, at last, that, whenever the squirrel was 
 in his hole, he would always come out when 
 Josey called, and come up quite close to Jo- 
 sey’s hands to feed, as he stooped down to 
 drop the small pieces of bread upon the 
 ground. At last, Josey got him so that he 
 would feed out of his hand; and he told 
 Jonas that he could catch him just as well 
 as not. 
 
 “No,” said Jonas, “you must not catch 
 him : but you may put your hand on his head 
 a little, and stroke it down.” 
 
 Josey tried to do this, but it frightened the 
 squirrel away. He seemed to be willing to 
 
THE GRAY SQUIRREL. 
 
 1 75 
 
 feed out of Josey’s hand, but he did not 
 want to be touched. 
 
 Josey was very strongly tempted to seize 
 him suddenly; but he remembered Jonas’s 
 prohibition, and so he refrained, and only at¬ 
 tempted gently to put his hand upon his 
 head. When he found, however, that the 
 squirrel darted away, he was almost sorry 
 that he had not seized him. 
 
 “ I could have caught him,” he said to Jo¬ 
 nas, when he returned, “just as well as not.” 
 
 “ I am very glad you didn’t,” said Jonas. 
 
 “ Why ? ” said Josey. 
 
 “ Why, perhaps he would have bitten you, 
 and struggled to get free ; and then perhaps 
 you would have torn off half of his tail. 
 Besides, he would have been so frightened, 
 that probably you couldn’t have got him near 
 you again. But now I suppose that, the next 
 time you go down, he will come out just as 
 usual.” 
 
 Josey went on several days more, feeding 
 the squirrel in the same way. At last, he got 
 him so tame, that he could pat him on his 
 head, and move his hand gently along his 
 back, while he would remain quietly eating 
 the crumbs of bread from his hand. Still 
 
176 
 
 JONAS ON A FARM IN SUMMER. 
 
 Jonas would not allow him to attempt to 
 catch him until he could go down himself 
 to see. 
 
 One evening, about sundown, Jonas went 
 down with Josey, in order to see for himself 
 how tame the squirrel had become. Josey 
 called him out, gave him some bread, and 
 patted him, saying, —~ 
 
 “ See, Jonas, 1 can take him up just as 
 well as not. Mayn’t I ? ” 
 
 “ Yes,” said Jonas, “ take him up gently, a 
 very little way, and then put him directly 
 down again.” 
 
 Josey did so. The squirrel, alarmed at 
 this new movement, struggled a little to get 
 free ; and, as soon as his feet touched the 
 ground again, he wheeled around, and ran 
 away to his hole. 
 
 “ There,” said Josey, “now, if you had 
 only let me have kept him, I could have car¬ 
 ried him home as well as not.” 
 
 “No,” said Jonas; “the time hasn’t come 
 yet.” 
 
 The next time that Josey was going down 
 to feed his squirrel, he said to Jonas, “Now 
 may I bring him home ? ” 
 
 “No,” said Jonas; “you mustn’t attempt 
 
THE GRAY SQUIRREL. 
 
 177 
 
 to bring him away, until you have accus¬ 
 tomed him to be quiet in your hands there. 
 Then you may bring him off a little way* 
 and put him down, and let him run home. 
 The next day, you may bring him a little 
 farther,—and so, by degrees, until you get 
 him up to the house; and then you may 
 carry him in, and show him to Isabella.’ 5 
 
 All this was accomplished in about a fort¬ 
 night afterwards. Josey brought the squirrel 
 home one frosty morning, and showed him 
 to Isabella. Bunny looked about him a little 
 wildly, at finding himself in the kitchen, and 
 then he slipped between Josey’s fingers, and 
 ran up, and mounted on his shoulder. Josey 
 walked off with him to show him to Jonas 
 and Oliver; and he said, — 
 
 “ I acknowledge, Jonas, that this is a better 
 way to catch a squirrel, than it would be to 
 gripe him in a steel trap.” 
 
 Josey then went and put the squirrel down 
 gently in the pathway, and let him run 
 away home,—while he himself went down 
 to the pond, to throw some stones out upon 
 the ice, which had formed upon it during the 
 night, to see if it was strong enough to bear 
 him. He found that it was not. The first 
 
178 JONAS ON A FARM IN SUMMER. 
 
 stone that he threw on, went directly 
 through; and the wave which it made, 
 spreading in every direction, hove up and 
 cracked the thin sheet of ice for a consider¬ 
 able distance around. 
 
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