Georgie | Page 2

several things, Jonas told the boys that
lived about there, that they had better buy them of him, when they had
a few cents to spend for toys; and they did. In fact, they liked the little
windmills, and wagons, and small framed houses that Georgie made,
better than sugar-plums and candy. Besides, they liked to go and see
Georgie; for, whenever they went to buy any thing of him, he looked so
contented and happy, sitting in his easy chair, with his small and
slender feet drawn up under him, and his work on the table by his side.
Then he was a very beautiful boy too. His face was delicate and pale,
but there was such a kind and gentle expression in his mild blue eye,
and so much sweetness in the tone of his voice, that they loved very
much to go and see him. In fact, all the boys were very fond of
Georgie.

GEORGIE'S MONEY.
Georgie, at length, earned, in this way, quite a little sum of money. It

was nearly all in cents; but then there was one fourpence which a lady
gave him for a four-wheeled wagon that he made. He kept this money
in a corner of his drawer, and, at last, there was quite a handful of it.
One summer evening, when Georgie's father came home from his work,
he hung up his hat, and came and sat down in Georgie's corner, by the
side of his little boy. Georgie looked up to him with a smile.
"Well, father," said he, "are you tired to-night?"
"You are the one to be tired, Georgie," said he, "sitting here alone all
day."
"Hold up your hand, father," said Georgie, reaching out his own at the
same time, which was shut up, and appeared to have something in it.
"Why, what have you got for me?" said his father.
"Hold fast all I give you," replied he; and he dropped the money all into
his father's hand, and shut up his father's fingers over it.
"What is all this?" said his father.
"It is my money," said he, "for you. It is 'most all cents, but then there
is one fourpence."
"I am sure, I am much obliged to you, Georgie, for this."
"O no," said Georgie, "it's only a little of what you have to spend for
me."
Georgie's father took the money, and put it in his pocket, and the next
day he went to Jonas, and told him about it, and asked Jonas to spend it
in buying such things as he thought would be useful to Georgie; either
playthings, or tools, or materials to work with.
Jonas said he should be very glad to do it, for he thought he could buy
him some things that would help him very much in his work. Jonas
carried the money into the city the next time he went, and bought him a

small hone to sharpen his knife, a fine-toothed saw, and a bottle of
black varnish, with a little brush, to put it on with. He brought these
things home, and gave them to Georgie's father; and he carried them
into the house, and put them in a drawer.
That evening, when Georgie was at supper, his father slyly put the
things that Jonas had bought on his table, so that when he went back,
after supper, he found them there. He was very much surprised and
pleased. He examined them all very particularly, and was especially
glad to have the black varnish, for now he could varnish his work, and
make it look much more handsome. The little boxes that he made, after
this, of a bright black outside, and lined neatly with paper within, were
thought by the boys to be elegant.
He could now earn money faster, and, as his father insisted on having
all his earnings expended for articles for Georgie's own use, and Jonas
used to help him about expending it, he got, at last, quite a variety of
implements and articles. He had some wire, and a little pair of pliers for
bending it in all shapes, and a hammer and little nails. He had also a
paint-box and brushes, and paper of various colors, for lining boxes,
and making portfolios and pocket-books; and he had varnishes, red,
green, blue, and black. All these he kept in his drawers and shelves, and
made a great many ingenious things with them.
So Georgie was a great friend of both Rollo and Jonas, and they often
used to come and see him, and play with him; and that was the reason
that Rollo knew his voice so well, when he called to him from the
landing, when Rollo was standing on the bridge, as described in the
beginning