CHAPTER XIII.
THE JUNK.
A few days after this, when David and Dwight were at work one evening upon their mole, and Caleb was playing near, sometimes helping a little and sometimes looking on, Mary Anna came down to see them. They had nearly finished the stone-work and were trying to contrive some way to fasten up their flag-staff at the end.
“We can't drive the flag-staff down into our mole,” said Dwight, looking up with an anxious and perplexed expression to Mary Anna, “for it is all stony.”
“Couldn't you drive it down into the bottom of the brook, and then build your mole up all around it?” said Mary Anna.
“No,” said Dwight, “the bottom of the brook is stony too.”
“It looks sandy,” said Mary Anna, looking down through the water to the bottom of the brook.