But it was nearly noon before he got around to fence fixing, and then he had but one wire stapled when he heard a "halloo" and, turning, saw old Jason Southby hobbling across the field toward him.
Jimmy, who was holding the wire for his father, let go the pliers and joined Stella who was trying to capture a bumble bee in a fruit jar.
"Howdy," said old Jason, reaching the fence. "Got a couple of helpers, I see."
Mr. Tapping smiled and nodded his greeting.
"I came over to ask if you're goin' to post your property for no-huntin' this year."
"Don't think so," replied Mr. Tapping. "Aren't many grouse, and I don't expect there'll be many hunters."
"No," agreed old Jason, "the birds are dyin' out. It ain't like the old days."
Mr. Tapping nodded.
"Remember when Maudsley was here. Things was different then."
"Who did you say?" said Mr. Tapping.