Thirty dollars was a large sum of money in his
eyes. His earnings would amount to three hundred and sixty dollars
a year, and couldn't he and his mother live nicely on that and save
something for a rainy day besides? If he could get the contract, and
his father and Dan would only abandon their lazy, worthless mode of
life and go to work, how happy they would all be!
"What's the matter?" asked Don, for David's face became clouded again
when he thought of his father and Dan.
"There's a good deal the matter," replied David, "but it is nothing I
can help."
"You don't act like yourself at all to-day," continued Don. "Suppose
you go home and take a rest. Don't brood over your troubles, whatever
they are. Let them go, if you can't help them. Think about pleasant
things, and to-morrow you will come up here, feeling like a new boy.
Bert and I will set the traps we have made this morning, and then
we'll go up and take a look at our bear trap."
David thought it would be a good plan to follow this advice, so he
closed the door of the shop to keep the pointer from following him,
and started for home.
"Well," said Bert, as he picked up his knife and resumed work upon
the figure four he was making, "Dave has seen his father!"
"And had trouble with him, too," added Don.
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