This fine-looking boy is going home from his work. His mother is poor.
He helps her by selling on the streets the buns that she makes. He calls
to the passers-by that he has buns to sell, “Fresh buns! Fresh buns!”
He makes the most money at the railway stations. He goes to the trains
and asks the passengers to buy. “Fresh buns! Fresh buns!” They like to
buy of him, because he has such a pleasant face and manners, and is
always so clean. He sells many more buns than he would if his hands or
clothes, or baskets were soiled. He sells many more than he would if he
looked cross and was crabbed.
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You can see that his baskets are empty. He has sold every bun that he
had; now he is taking home to his mother all the money he received for
the buns. He is a great comfort to his mother. Every little boy can be
that, but I am afraid there are some little boys who are not.