"I shall have to save that for my
little girl."
Ida left the shop with the two rolls and the silver change.
"Did he say anything about the money?" asked Peg, a little
anxiously.
"He said he should save it for his little girl."
"Good," said the woman, approvingly; "you've done well."
Ida could not help wondering what the baker's disposal of the dollar
had to do with her doing well, but she was soon thinking of other
things.
CHAPTER XIII.
BAD COIN.
THE baker introduced to the reader's notice in the last chapter was
named Crump. Singularly enough Abel Crump, for this was his name,
was a brother of Timothy Crump, the cooper. In many respects he
resembled his brother. He was an excellent man, exemplary in all the
relations of life, and had a good heart. He was in very comfortable
circumstances, having accumulated a little property by diligent
attention to his business. Like his brother, Abel Crump had married,
and had one child, now about the size of Ida, that is, nine years
old. She had received the name of Ellen.
When the baker closed his shop for the night he did not forget the
silver dollar which he had received, or the disposal which he told
Ida he should make of it.
He selected it carefully from the other coins, and slipped it into
his vest pocket.
Ellen ran to meet him as he entered the house.
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