Berries were in demand at Rosehaven, and she had very little time to spend in going after them.
"I'll give you five cents a gallon for all you'll pick," she said to John Jay.

He looked at her in amazement.

As he had never had any money in his life, this seemed a princely offer.

He was standing outside by the stick chimney when she made the promise.

After one sidelong glance, to see if she were in earnest, he threw his feet wildly into the air and walked off on his hands; then, after two or three somersaults backward, he stood up, panting.
"Where's the buckets at ?" he demanded, "I'm goin' to pick every bush in this neck o' woods as clean as you'd pick a chicken." Now it was Mammy's turn to be surprised.