“I’ll run ahead,” said Yappa, “and get a pile of soft tule rushes ready for you to put it down on.”
In a few minutes more the lamb was lying on the rushes in the cool shade of the willow boughs.
“We must bring it some water,” said Shecol.
“Yes, and let’s name it Yisoo, after grandpa’s friend,” said Yappa.
The shearers stayed several days longer, but the children did not watch them any more, for they were taking care of their pet lamb.
THE BARBECUE
“WHERE’S father?” asked Yappa of her mother one afternoon.
“Gone off with Don Secundini to dig the pits for the barbecue,” answered Putsha.
“And where’s Shecol?”
“He has gone with them,” said Putsha. “But we must go to work, for we have bread to make and corn to get ready for tortillas to-day. The corn is all ready for you to grind. It has been soaked in the limewater. Begin to grind it while I build a fire in the oven.”