The $500 Check — page 175: what you’re looking at

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158 THE $500 CHEOK. ‘““¢Boast not thyself of to-morrow’ !* quoted Mrs. Wilson solemnly. ‘Come, Bert, let us set down to dinner,” said Silas hastily. ‘‘ What have you got for us, Sophia ?’’ ‘* lve warmed over them beans we had yes- terday,’’ answered his helpmeet, ‘‘and there’s two sausages besides. I don’t want any. You'd ought to make a dinner off of that.” ‘*Why, to be sure! Beans and sausages is hearty, and will stand by us in the field. The laborer is worthy of his meat.”’ ‘* Where’s the meat,’’ thought Bert. Silas Wilson put a moderate portion of beans on a large plate, flanking it with a thin, consumptive-looking sausage. ‘* Help yourself to potatoes,’’ he said, as he handed the plate to Bert. Bert availed himself of the invitation, and helped himself to a potato in that condition known as soggy. He tried to eat it, but, though fond of potatoes, he left it almost en- tire on his plate. This, however, was not all. There was a plate of rye bread on the table, Irom which Bert helped himself toa slice. It (E(@) Al G JOO “S