“No,” said Joanna, “I never saw any such a tea-set, until I saw yours.”
“What kind of playthings did you have, then, when you were a little girl?”
“No playthings at all,” said Joanna; “I was a farmer’s daughter.”
“And don’t the farmers’ daughters ever have any playthings?”
“I never did, at any rate.”
“What did you do, then, for play?”
“O, I had plenty of play. When I was about as big as you, I used to build fires in the stumps.”
“Why, the stumps in the field, pretty near my father’s house. I used to pick up chips and sticks, and build fires in the hollow places in the stumps, and call them my ovens. Then, when they were all heated, I used to put a potato in, and cover it up with sand, and let it roast.”
“I wish I had some stumps to build fires in,” said Lucy. “I should like to go to your house and see them.”