bout his learning
to work, and about his having seen the wheelbarrow at the corporal's, and
how he trundled it about, and liked it very much.

"I should like to see it very much," said James. "I suppose I can, when we
get to the corporal's shop."

"No," said Rollo, "he said that that wheelbarrow was engaged; and I
suppose it has been taken away before this time."

Just then the corner of the corporal's shop began to corner into view, and
presently the door came in sight, and James called out,

"Yes, yes, there it is. I see it standing up by the side of the door."

"No," said Rollo, "that is not it. That is a green one."

"What color was the wheelbarrow that you saw?" asked James.

"It was not any color; it was not painted," said Rollo. "I wonder whose
that wheelbarrow can be?"

The boys walked along, and presently came to the door of the shop. They
opened the door, and went in. There was nobody there.

Various articles were around the room. There was a bench at one side, near
a window; and there were a great many tools upon it, and upon shelves over
it. On another side of the shop was a lathe, a curious sort of a machine,
that the corporal used a great deal, in some of his nicest work. Then
there were a good many things there, which were sent in to be mended, such
as chairs, a spinning-wheel, boys' sleds, and one or two large
wheelbarrows.

The boys walked around the room a few minutes, looking at the various
things; and at last Rollo spied another little wheelbarrow, on a shelf. It
was very much like the one at the door, only it was painted green.

Rollo said that that one looked exactly like the one he trundled when he
was there before, only it was green.

"Perhaps he has painted it since," said James; "let us go to the door, and
look at the other one, and see which is the biggest."

So they went to the door, and found that the blue one was a little the
biggest.

Just then they saw the corporal coming across the road, with a hatchet in
his hand. He had been to grind it at the mill, where there was a
grindstone, that went round by water.

"Ah, boys," said he, "how do you do? Have you come for your wheelbarrow,
Rollo."

"Yes, sir," said Rollo; "how soon can you get it done?"

"Done? it is done now," said he; "there it is." And he took the blue
wheelbarrow, which was at the door, and set it down in the path.

"That is not mine," said Rollo, "is it?"

"Yes," said the corporal; "your father spoke for