How John Became a Man - Life Story of a Motherless Boy by Isabel C. (Isabel Coston) Byrum
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we would want for a long while. I thought I would watch and see where
Dad put the key, but he took it with him. Guess he carries it with him everywhere he goes. I wonder if we couldn't manage in some way to break the lock. My, but I tell you we could get a big haul! I wonder if we hadn't better try it some day when the old folks go to town?" "Hooray, that's just it!" shouted the smaller boys in the same breath. And John asked quickly: "When will they go to town again? This is only Wednesday." "It won't be long, I'm sure," Will answered reassuringly. "They'll go either Friday or Saturday sure. But we'll have to get busy and think out a way to break that lock. My, but won't the old man be mad when he finds out about it! We'll have to act just as if we couldn't see how on earth such a thing could have happened." "Yes; and we'll have to hide the tobacco good, or Pa might find it," chimed in Charley. "Hey, Will," John exclaimed in a hurried undertone--for all the boys had learned to speak low when mentioning their plans--"if we could take the hinges off from the back of the chest, we wouldn't have to break the lock at all." "Why, John, that's just it! How in the world did you think of that scheme?" Will exclaimed, as he slapped his little cousin on the back. "I say, my boy, you had better look out or you'll be a man before your big cousin! It doesn't matter, you know, about the height, if you have the sense." |
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