杂货店老板把账单理了出来。
“你买了很多东西，”他说，“你妈妈叫你现在把钱付清吗？”
小男孩一边把那精确整洁的账单放进口袋，一边说：“这和我妈没关系，这是我自己的算术作业，我必须想办法把它做出来！”
nothing to do rocery one day ood,” said the grocer, and he noted do else, charlie?”
“yes. tar at 9 cents.”
“the loaf, eh? and ood brand. go on.”
“five pounds of tea at 90 cents; eleven and a half quarts of molasses at 8 cents a pint; tht-pound hams at 21 cents, and five dozen jars of pickled rocer made out the bill.
“it’s a big order,” he said. “did your mother tell you to pay for it?”
“my mother,” said the boy, as he pocketed the neat and accurate bill,“has nothing to do et it done somehoot a job in a big city and moved there arage and it hbor came by. hbor stopped and looked at it for a minute. then hank turned and sahbor said,“that’s a nice car. is it yours?”
“sometimes.” hank anshbor s to my daughter, jane. ame somes to my son, joe. s to my as, it’s mine.
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