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    The Story of Sugar

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    Release dateAug 1, 2003
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    Sara Ware Bassett

    Sara Ware Bassett (1872-1968) was an American author and textile designer. Unwilling to accept a designer's position away from home, she turned to teaching and for twenty years held a position in the Newton public schools. Spending her summers on the Cape she developed a familiarity with and warmth for the local inhabitants. She wrote at least forty popular novels based on her experiences on the Cape, mostly set in and around the fictional villages of Belleport and Wilton and sharing a common cast of characters.

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      Title: The Story of Sugar

      Author: Sara Ware Bassett

      Release Date: April, 2005 [EBook #7803] [Yes, we are more than one year ahead of schedule] [This file was first posted on May 18, 2003]

      Edition: 10

      Language: English

      *** START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK THE STORY OF SUGAR ***

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      [Illustration: Sugar it is, then!]

      The Story of Sugar

      BY

      SARA WARE BASSETT

      Author of

      The Story of Lumber

      The Story of Wool

      The Story of Leather

      The Story of Glass

      ILLUSTRATED BY C. P. GRAY

      To my cousin William Pittman Huxley this book is affectionately inscribed

      It gives me much pleasure to acknowledge the courtesy of the

      American Sugar Refining Company, and also the kindness of Senator

      Truman G. Palmer, of Washington, D. C.

      S. W. B.

      CONTENTS

      I. COLVERSHAM

      II. A NARROW ESCAPE

      III. SUGARING OFF

      IV. THE REFINERY

      V. VAN SPRINGS A SURPRISE

      VI. A FAMILY TANGLE

      VII. MR. CARLTON MAKES A WAGER AND WINS

      VIII. VAN MUTINIES

      IX. VAN'S GREAT DEED

      X. HOW VAN BORE HIS PUNISHMENT

      XI. THE BOYS MAKE A NEW ACQUAINTANCE

      XII. THE DAWN OF A NEW YEAR

      Illustrations

      SUGAR IT IS, THEN!

      I DON'T REMEMBER THAT BIG ROCK

      I SHOULD THINK IT WOULD STICK TOGETHER

      IT IS NO EASY TASK

      NO HORN HAD GIVEN WARNING

      THESE TANKS ARE CONNECTED

      THE STORY OF SUGAR

      CHAPTER I

      COLVERSHAM

      Oh, say, Bobbie, quit that algebra and come on out! You've stuck at it a full hour already. What's the use of cramming any more? You'll get through the exam all right; you know you always do, protested Van Blake as he flipped a scrap of blotting paper across the study table at his roommate.

      Bob Carlton looked up from his book. Perhaps you're right, Van, he replied, but you see I can't be too sure on this stuff. Math isn't my strong point, and I simply must not fall down on it; if I should flunk it would break my father all up.

      You flunk! I'd like to see you doing it. Van smiled derisively. When you fall down on an exam the rest of us better give up. You know perfectly well you'll get by. You are always worrying your head off when there's no earthly need of it. Now look at me. If there is any worrying to be done I'm the one that ought to be doing it. Do I look fussed? You don't catch your uncle losing any sleep over his exams—and yet I generally manage to scrape along, too.

      I know you do—you old eel! Bob glanced admiringly at his friend.

      I believe you just wriggle by on the strength of your grin.

      Well, if you are such a believer in a grin why don't you cultivate one yourself and see how far it will carry you? chuckled Van. The trouble with you, Bobbie, is your conscience; you ought to be operated on for it. Why are you so afraid you won't get good marks all the time?

      I'm not afraid; but I'd be ashamed if I didn't, was the serious reply. I promised my father that if he'd let me come to Colversham to school I'd do my best, and I mean to. It costs a pile of money for him to send me here, and it's only decent of me to hold up my end of the bargain.

      Van Cortlandt Blake stretched his arms and gazed thoughtfully down at the ruler he was twirling in his fingers.

      "Bobbie, you're a trump; I wish more fellows were like you. The difference between us is that while I perfectly agree with you I sit back and talk about it; you go ahead and do something. It's rotten of me not to work harder down here. I know my father is sore on it, and every time he writes I mean to take a brace and do better—honest I do, no kidding. But you know how it goes. Somebody wants me on the ball nine, or on the hockey team, or in the next play, and I say yes to every one of them. The first I know I haven't a minute to study and then I get ragged on the exams.

      You are too popular for your own good, Van. No, I'm not throwing spinach, straight I'm not. What I mean is that everybody likes you. Why, there isn't a more popular boy in the school! That's why you get pulled into every sort of thing that's going. It's all right, too, only if you expect to study any you've got to rise up in your boots and take a stand. That's why I shut myself up and grind regularly part of every evening. I don't enjoy doing it, but it's the only way.

      Van rose and began to roam round the room uneasily.

      Goodness knows, Bobbie, if one of us didn't grind neither of us would get anywhere. By the way, did you manage to dig out that Caesar for to-morrow? Fire away and give me the product of your mighty brain. I guess I can memorize the translation if you read it to me enough times.

      Bob did not reply.

      Well?

      I don't think it is a straight thing for me to translate your Latin for you every day, Van, he said at last. You ought not to ask me to do it.

      I know it; it's mighty low down—I acknowledge that, answered Van frankly. But what would you have me do? Flunk it? Come on. I'll get it myself next time.

      That's what you always say, Van, but you never do.

      But I tell you I will. This week I've been so rushed with the Glee Club rehearsals I couldn't do a thing. But you wait and view yours truly next week.

      Reluctantly Bob took up his Caesar and opened it.

      That's a gentleman, Bobbie. Some time when you're drowning I'll throw a plank to you. I knew you'd save my life.

      I do not approve of doing it at all, Bob observed, still searching for the place in the much worn brown text-book. I've done about all your studying this term.

      I own it, oh Benefactor. Are you not my brain—my intellectual machinery? Could I live a day without you?

      Leaning across the table Van affectionately rumpled up Bob's tidy locks until every individual hair stood on end.

      If it weren't for me you'd be dropped back into the next class—that's what would happen to you; and you deserve it, too.

      Van was silent.

      I know it. I haven't put in an hour of solid work for a month, Bob I ought to be ashamed, and I am. He paused. But there's no use jumping all over myself if I haven't, he resumed, shifting to a more sprightly tone. I've said I was going to take a spurt soon and I mean it. I'll begin next week.

      Why not start to-day?

      There was a rap at the door.

      Why not? echoed Van, moving toward the door with evident relief.

      "Don't you see I can't? Somebody's always breaking in on my work.

      Here's somebody this very minute."

      He flung open the door.

      Mail. A parcels-post package for you, Bob. I'll bet it's eats. Your mother's a corker at sending you things; I wish my mother sent me something now and then.

      Well, it's a little different with you. Your family live so far out west they can't very well mail grub to you; but Mater is right here in New York, and of course as she's near by she'd be no sort of a mother if she didn't send me something beside this prison fare. Come on and see what it is this time.

      Bob loosened the string from the big box and began unwinding the wrappings.

      Plum-cake! he cried. A dandy great loaf! And here's olives, and preserved ginger, and sweet chocolate. She's put in salted almonds, too; and look—here's a tin box of Hannah's molasses cookies, the kind I used to like when I was a kid. Isn't my mother a peach?

      She sure is; and she must think a lot of you, said Van slowly. "I wish

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