Identifier: stnicholasserial31dodg (find matches)
Title: St. Nicholas (serial)
Year: 1873 (1870s)
Authors: Dodge, Mary Mapes, 1830-1905
Subjects: Children's literature
Publisher: (New York : Scribner & Co.)
Contributing Library: Information and Library Science Library, University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill
Digitizing Sponsor: University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill

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orward many notches. One hundred and twenty-two pounds !was the announcement. Mr. Armitage gazed about him. Joes wasthe last squash weighed. Ladies and gentle-men, said he, I take pleasure in awardingthe forty-five-dollar parlor suite to Mr. —consulting the card tied to the stem of thevegetable on the scales—to Master JosephEdwards. Where is he ? Here ! shouted Joe, joyfully stepping for-ward. Hold on, thar ! came a voice from thecrowd. I enter protest agin that squash. Itaint fair. It s loaded to make it weigh heavy. The speaker was Williams. It aint natral 796 THE LARGEST SQUASH. (July, that this squash should weigh more n mine, tion; for Joe was as popular in Daltonville as he growled, as he advanced and pointed out Williams was disliked. the rivals where they lay side by side, for his You ought not to make such grave charges, certainly looked the larger. neighbor Williams, without proof, said the I say there s something been put into this storekeeper, mildly. We all know widow
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■ HOLD ON, THAR! CAME A VOICE FROM THE CROWD. I ENTER PROTEST AGlN THAT SQUASH. one to make it weigh heavy, repeated the oldman, angrily, rapping on Joes squash with hisknuckles. Nothing of the sort, replied the boy, in-dignantly. You have no right, Mr. Williams,to accuse me of a dishonest trick. To this the crowd murmured its approba- Edwardss son, and hesitate to believe that hewould stoop to any such thing. Proof ! shouted Williams. I ve gotproof enough ; I ve got a witness. Here, Hi,tell them what you and me saw Saturday even-ing when we were comin cross lots. At this, the old farmers hired man- stood THE LARGEST SQUASH. 797 forth and told, not without reluctance, of hav-ing watched Joe put a funnel in the top of hissquash and pour in some fluid whose exactnature they could not make out. But wesuspected t was white lead, he added, thatbein the heaviest liquid he could get aroundhere. Look over his squash and see if it splugged, suggested some one. It has nt a flaw, answered Mr.

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