[CHAPTER XIII.]
SCRAPS AND RIBBONS.
"HERE are two large sheets of cardboard," said Ada, after tea on that Saturday evening; "and a lot of ribbon, mamma, blue and pink, to bind the edges with."
"Did you think of any sewing silk?"
"Nellie did," said Ada; "but I am sure I should not, if she had not suggested it."
"I brought my large scissors, fortunately, and I have some tolerably stout needles. Now, Arthur, how many nearly square pieces will that sheet cut? See, we must have at least an inch outside the edge of the hymn sheets all round."
"I think it will cut three the top way, and as it is not square, it will allow three the other way too; then they will be slightly oblong. Is that right?"
"Yes; now what can we rule it with, to get it straight?"
They looked round the room. "I don't see anything," said Ada, leaning both her arms on the table, and resting her chin on her hands.
Suddenly a bright thought struck Arthur. "The edge of that sideboard drawer is straight enough, I daresay."