And Clematis proved that she could shell peas, after all.
Mrs. Alder gave her a cookie for her pay, and said she had done very well.
“I guess you’ll get along all right, if you stay out doors,” she said.
“Thanks,” said Clematis, eating the cookie as she went out. She was glad enough to stay out doors.
Clematis watched the little fishes by the shore
“I’ll help Mr. Alder all the time,” she said to herself. “I’ll feed the pigs, and the hens, and I guess he’ll be glad I’m here.”