[pg 40]The trees hung over the shop, and behind it there was a high rocky hill almost covered with forest trees. Between the shop and the mill they could see the road winding along a little way still farther up the stream, until it was lost in the woods.
The Corporal's
As soon as Rollo came in sight of the shop, he saw a little wheelbarrow standing up by the side of the door. It was just [pg 41]large enough for him, and he called out for his father to look at it.
“It is a very pretty little wheelbarrow,” said his father.
“I wish you would buy it for me. How much do you suppose the corporal asks for it?”
“We will talk with him about it,” said his father.
So saying, they drove up to the side of the road near the mill, and fastened the horse at a post. Then Rollo clambered down out of the chaise, and he and his father walked into the shop.
They found the corporal busily at work mending a chair-bottom. Rollo stood by, much pleased to see him weave in the flags, while his father explained to the corporal that he wanted a small seat made in front, in his chaise.