`` So I would . Now come and ask Mr. Bhaer if you ca n't go in town with me on Monday afternoon , so you can get the net , while I get the microscope . Franz and Emil are going too , and we 'll have a jolly time larking round among the shops . '' The lads walked away arm-in-arm , discussing the new plans with droll importance , yet beginning already to feel the sweet satisfaction which comes to those who try , no matter how humbly , to be earthly providences to the poor and helpless , and gild their mite with the gold of charity before it is laid up where thieves can not break through and steal . `` Come up and rest while we sort the leaves ; it 's so cool and pleasant here , '' said Demi , as he and Dan came sauntering home from a long walk in the woods . `` All right ! '' answered Dan , who was a boy of few words , and up they went . `` What makes birch leaves shake so much more than the others ? '' asked inquiring Demi , who was always sure of an answer from Dan . `` They are hung differently . Do n't you see the stem where it joins the leaf is sort of pinched one way , and where it joins the twig , it is pinched another . This makes it waggle with the least bit of wind , but the elm leaves hang straight , and keep stiller . '' `` How curious ! will this do so ? '' and Demi held up a sprig of acacia , which he had broken from a little tree on the lawn , because it was so pretty . `` No ; that belongs to the sort that shuts up when you touch it . Draw your finger down the middle of the stem , and see if the leaves do n't curl up , '' said Dan , who was examining a bit of mica . Demi tried it , and presently the little leaves did fold together , till the spray showed a single instead of a double line of leaves . `` I like that ; tell me about the others . What do these do ? ''
asked XXXXX , taking up a new branch .
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