"How have you got along ?" "Very well, mother." "Was the work hard ?" "The hours were pretty long.

I had to work fourteen hours a day." "That is too long for a boy of your age to work," said his mother anxiously.
"Oh, it hasn't hurt me, mother," said Thomas, laughing.

"Besides, you must remember I have been well paid.

What do you say to that ?" He drew from his pocket twelve silver half-dollars, and laid them on the table, a glittering heap.
"Is it all yours, Tommy ?" asked his little brother wonderingly.
"No, it belongs to mother.

I give it to her." "Thank you, Thomas," said Mrs.Garfield, "but at least you ought to be consulted about how it shall be spent.