"
There was a smile on James's face as he drove the plug into the
barrel. Prudy saw it through the open door, and it went to her heart.
The cream beer was excellent, but Prudy did not relish it. She and
Dotty had been whispering together.
"We will take two thirds of the rags in money, if you please," said
Prudy, in such a low tone that Mr. Bradley had to bend his ear to
hear.
"Because," added Dotty, who wished to have everything clearly
explained, "because we want to have our tin-types taken, sir. We saw
a saloon riding on wheels, and we thought we'd go there, and see if
the man wasn't ready to take pictures."
"And our little cousin may use her third, and buy something out of the
store, if you please," said the blushing Prudy.
CHAPTER IX.
TIN-TYPES.
Mr. Bradley said he did not often allow any one behind his counter, as
all the boys in the village could testify; but these young ladies were
welcome in any part of the store.
"That little one is the spryest child I ever saw," said the man with
the court-plaster, as Flyaway hovered about the candy-jars, like a
butterfly over a flower-bed.
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