Johnny stood beside his mother as she made her selection from the huckster's wagon, and the farmer told the boy to take a handful of cherries, but the child shook his head.
What's the matter? Don't you like them? asked the huckster.
Yes, replied Johnny.
Then go ahead an' take some.
Johnny hesitated, whereupon the farmer put a generous handful in the boy's cap. After the farmer had driven on, the mother asked:
Why didn't you take the cherries when he told you to?
'Cause his hand was bigger'n mine.