All summer long, despite chores at home weeding and watering the garden, cutting wood and fetching waterReuben kept to his secret task.
Then all too soon the garden was harvested, the vegetables canned and stored, and the school reopened. Soon the leaves fell and the winds blew cold and gusty from the bay. Reuben wandered the streets, diligently searching for his hessian treasures.
Often he was cold, tired and hungry, but the thought of the object in the shop window sustained him. Sometimes his mother would ask: Reuben, where were you? We were waiting for you to have dinner.
Playing, Mum. Sorry.
Dora would look at his face and shake her head. Boys.
Finally spring burst into glorious green and Reubens spirits erupted. The time had come! He ran into the barn, climbed to the hayloft and uncovered the tin can. He poured the coins out and began to count.
Then he counted again. He needed 20 cents more. Could there be any sacks left any where in town? He had to find four and sell them before the day ended.
Reuben ran down Water Street.
The shadows were lengthening when Reuben arrived at the factory. The sack buyer was about to lock up.
Mister! Please dont close up yet.
The man turned and saw Reuben, dirty and sweat stained.
Come back tomorrow, boy.
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