“I think they’re going to run for it when they get out of sight,” said Dick. “They are aiming to make a cross cut and reach the flats first.”
“Suppose they do?”
“Oh, they think they’ll gather up all the nuts. Huh! there’s a month’s picking for ten schools.”
CHAPTER X
“THE DAY OF THEIR LIVES”
The boys kept on their way. As they reached the farm where Dick lived, he took them all into the dairy. His mother came out and welcomed the crowd. She brought half a dozen tin cups.
“Now then, boys,” she said, passing these around, “Dick will show you where the buttermilk is.”
“Say,” spoke Tom, as he helped himself to the second cup of the cool, refreshing buttermilk, “I’d like to live here.”
“Jed’s crowd are missing it, I tell you,” said Sammy, smacking his lips.