CHAPTER VII.
ANDY OBTAINS A PLACE "Do you understand the care of a garden ?" asked Miss Priscilla.
"Yes," answered Andy, promptly.
"Then you are used to agricultural labor ?" "I've been workin' on a farm all summer." "Our man has just left us, and we must hire somebody else." "Just so," chimed in Sophia.
"And if you are competent----" "Just so." "Try me," said Andy.
"I really think we'd better, Sophia," said Priscilla, turning to her sister.
"Just so." "We'll try you for a week.

What compensation do you require ?" "Is it wages you mane ?" Of course, Sophia was the speaker.
"How much did you give the man you had before me ?" asked Andy, shrewdly.
"Twenty-five dollars a month and board." "That'll suit me," said Andy, audaciously.
At the farmer's for whom he had been working he had received board and a dollar a week.
"But you are a boy.

Men folks get more than boys." "I'll do as much work as he did any day," said Andy, stoutly.
"I really don't know what to say.

I think we'll give you five dollars the first week, and then we will decide about the future." "Just so," said Sophia.
"I'm to eat here ?" inquired Andy.
"Yes, you will make your home here.

We will put you in John's room." "When shall I begin ?" "We shall need some wood split at once." "All right, ma'am; but it's dinner time.