“Oh, this is great! It’s going to be lots of fun!” exclaimed Russ, as they rumbled along.
“I hope there’s a big, old-fashioned kitchen at Farmer Joel’s,” said Rose. “Mother said I might help her with the baking of cake and pies.”
“Well, I’ll help with the eating,” laughed Russ. “I hope there’s a brook on the farm. I want to make a water wheel and build a little toy mill that the water wheel will turn.”
“I’ll help you,” offered Laddie, as Russ whistled merrily.
The way to Cedarhurst where Farmer Joel lived was along a pleasant road, and the children, sitting on the straw in the big truck, enjoyed looking out through openings in the canvas sides.
“Did we bring anything to eat?” asked Vi, after a few miles had been journeyed.
“No, daddy said we were going to stop in Westfield for our lunch,” explained Rose. “We are going to meet mother there and all eat together in a restaurant.”
“Oh, that’ll be fun!” declared Vi.
“It would be more fun if we could camp beside the road, make a fire and cook something,” suggested Russ.
“If I had a gun I could shoot something and we could cook that,” cried Laddie.