“She got out of the pasture somehow,” said Jonas, in reply, “and I must go and drive her back. How do you get along with your chips?”
“O, not very well. I want you to help me get the wheelbarrow up on the platform.”
[pg 30]“The wheelbarrow!” said Jonas. “Are you doing it with the wheelbarrow?”
“No. I am not picking up chips now at all. I am piling wood. I did have the wheelbarrow.”
In the mean time, the cow walked along through the yard and out of the gate into the field, and Jonas said he must go on immediately after her, to drive her back into the pasture, and put up the fence, and so he could not stop to help Rollo about the chips; but he would just look in and see if he was piling the wood right.
He accordingly just stepped a moment to the shed door, and looked at Rollo's work. “That will do very well,” said he; “only you must put the biggest ends of the sticks outwards, or it will all tumble down.”
So saying, he turned away, and walked off fast after the cow.
An Overturn.
Rollo stood looking at him for some time, wishing that he was going too. But [pg 31]he knew that he must not go without his mother's leave, and that, if he should go in to ask her, Jonas would have gone so far that he should not be able to overtake him. So he went back to his wood-pile.