When I sprained my wrist, you gave me nice things to eat." "But it wouldn't follow that I should give Mrs.Littlejohn the same," said Mrs.Breynton, gently.

"Salmon and white sugar are expensive luxuries.

I might be able to do something to help Mrs.Littlejohn, but I might not be able to afford to take her down the two or three pounds of sugar you promised her, nor to spend several dollars on fresh salmon--a delicacy which we have had on our own table but once this season.

Besides, there are thirty or forty sick people in town, probably, who are as poor and as much in need of assistance as this one old woman.

You see, don't you, that I could not give salmon and peas and white sugar to them all, and it would be unwise in me to spend all my money on one, when I might divide it, and help several people." "But there's my five dollars," said Gypsy, only half convinced.
"Very well, supposing I were to let you give it all away to Mrs.
Littlejohn, even if she were the most worthy and needy person that could be found in town, what then?
It is all gone.