“What do you mean?”
“I mean to earn money. I know how we can do it!”
“How?”
“Give goat rides. Don’t you know how once, when we went to New York, in Central Park we saw boys giving rides in goat wagons for five cents apiece—I mean the rides five cents apiece, not the wagons.”
“Yes, I remember.”
“Well, we could give rides to the boys and girls here, charge ’em money and give all we got to the Home. Maybe it wouldn’t be much, but it would be some.”
“Oh, Ted! that’s just lovely!” cried Janet. “We’ll do it! Oh, how nice it will be! Let’s make a sign and put it on Nicknack.”
“How’re you going to put a sign on the goat—paint him?”
“No. We’ll get mother to make one on cloth, and we can pin the cloth to his harness, and let it hang over his side like a blanket.”
“Say, that’s great!” cried Ted. “We’ll do it!”