Fil continued: “We have beautiful marble quarries, out of which we can carve statues and table tops, and tops for seats. Our marble is full of colored veins just like jewels. Then we also have gypsum mines, which furnish both fertilizer for land, to make crops grow high, and plaster of Paris, out of which we make pretty white statues.”
“Wonderful!” I said, “I never thought of all this, when at home I bought the lovely white statues of lions and birds, from the vendor man with the basketful, on our street corner.”
Chapter XI
Water Buffalo
We were all so tired when we came out of the wood to the canal, that Fil’s father told us to wait until a buffalo cart came down the white shell road.
“A buffalo cart!” I exclaimed. “I’m afraid to ride in that. We used to shoot buffaloes in our country, and the few now remaining we guard behind iron fences in zoo gardens.”
“Here he comes!” exclaimed Fil and Moro together.
“Boys, boys, be careful!” I cried.