It was evidently hard for Aunt 'Mira to enthuse over anything. Marty volunteered:
"We got a waterfall on our place. Folks call it the Shower Bath. Guess a girl would think 'twas pretty."
"Oh! I'd love to see that," declared Janice, quickly.
"I'll show it to you after dinner," said Marty, of a sudden surprisingly friendly.
"You'll hoe them 'taters after dinner," cried his father, sharply. "That's what you'll do."
"Huh!" growled the sullen youth. "Yer said I was to be perlite, an' when I start in ter be, you spring them old pertaters on a feller. Huh!"
"Aw, now, Jason," interposed his mother. "Can't Marty show his cousin over the farm and hoe the 'taters afterward?"
"No, he can't!" denied Master Marty, quickly. "I ain't goin' ter work double for nobody. Now, that's flat!"
"Oh, we can go to the Shower Bath some other time," suggested Janice, apprehensive of starting another family squabble. "I don't know as I'd be able to hoe potatoes; but maybe there are other things I can do in the garden. I always had a big flower garden at home."
"Huh!" grunted Marty. "Flowers are only a nuisance."