"MR. ROD ROYAL," so the letter began,
"Dear Sir: Your favor of the 12th received, and its contents noted. I
shall be pleased to receive as many berries as you can send, and will
give you market prices for the same.
"Yours respectfully,
"PETER McDUFF."
This was the first business letter Rod had ever received and he was
delighted. After showing it to Mr. and Mrs. Royal, he rushed over to
tell the good news to Captain Josh and Whyn. The latter was much
pleased, and she gave him some sound advice.
"You must keep that letter," she told him, "for you cannot always trust
people. I have heard some queer stories of mean tricks which have been
done. Then, you had better read the market prices every day in the
paper, and cut the piece out, so you will know just exactly how much
your berries are bringing. How I wish I could help you pick them."
Monday morning Rod began to pick his first berries. The patch was not
a large one, but it seemed big to him. Hour after hour he worked, and
at times his back ached. The day was hot, and the perspiration poured
down his face. But he kept faithfully at his task, stopping only long
enough to eat his dinner. When supper time came he had twenty boxes of
nice ripe berries lying side by side upon the kitchen table.
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