picking a little here and a little there,
wasting a great deal of time, and not
getting many hemes. If yon do as
they do. you will come home with an
empty basket. If you want berries,
stick to your bush.'
I went with the party, and we had a
capital time. But it was just as my
father said. No sooner had one found
a good bush than he called to the rest,
and they left their several places and
ran off' to the new-found treasure. Not
content more than a minnte or two in
one place, they ram bled over the whole
pasture, got very tired, and at night
had but very few berries. My father's
words kept ringing in my ears, and 1
'stuck to my bush.' When I had done
with one. I found another, and finished
that : then J took another. Wheo
night came, I had a large basketful
of nice berries, more than all the
others pat together, and was not half
so tired as they were. I went home
happy. But when I entered I found
my lataer had been taken ill. lie
looked at my basketful of ripe, black
berries, and said. 'Well done, Joseph.
