For a few days, Bobby and Betty and Rover had fun playing hide-and-seek among the haycocks.
"Well, Bobby," said Father one morning, "can you and Betty spare the hay, so we can draw it into the barn?"
"Oh, no; we want to play in it some more," said Bobby.
"We must put it into the barn before a rain comes," said Father. "Come down to the field, you and Betty. Perhaps there will be some fun to-day."
Prince and Daisy were hitched to the big lumber wagon. Father and Hobson took the wagon box off and put the wide hay-rack on.
"Come, children, climb up on the rack for a ride to the field," said Father.
Father held Betty; but Bobby, sitting in the bottom of the rack, went jigglety, jigglety, shakety, shake.
And wasn't it fun!
When they came to the field, Father helped the children off. Then he drove along beside a haycock and stopped the horses. Hobson pitched the hay onto the rack with his pitchfork. Father placed the hay around, so the load would be even on both sides. Then he drove on and stopped at the next haycock.
Higher and higher the load grew.