“I can do it,” Almira answered determinedly.
After another spell of thinking she said to Evaline, “We might raise some turkeys next summer. They bring a good price.”
“Oh, turkeys are such a bother!” cried Evaline. “They take so much running after—always going where they might get hurt.”
She had had some experience in minding young turkeys.
“But just think of the money we'd have,” Almira reminded her. “And you know we'll have to work for our missionary money somehow.”
“That's so,” said Evaline, who was not fond of work. “It might as well be turkeys as anything else.”
“Mamma,” said Marty one morning, “Hiram says he'd like to join the band. But a great big man can't belong to a mission-band, can he?”
“He might be an honorary member,” suggested Mrs. Ashford.
“What sort of a member is that?”
“He could attend the meetings, take part in the exercises, and contribute money, but he could not vote.”