“And think of the money saved on milk and other things that a cow makes,” was Frances’ reply.
“The butter is churned!” corrected Janet, with superior wisdom for had she not read that book on stock-raising. “The cow merely gives the milk, she doesn’t make anything else.”
“Well, then, who does make the milk if she merely gives it,” retorted Frances, thereby creating a laugh at Janet’s expense.
“When you think of all the money we can make and still have cream and butter for our own use, it seems too good to be true,” said Belle.
“Can’t we get one tomorrow, Jimmy?” asked Natalie.
“I suppose it is too late to look about for one to-day, eh?” asked Janet.
“We’ll plan to drive through the country tomorrow morning and hunt about for a likely beast,” replied Mrs. James.
“I don’t suppose Farmer Ames has a cow for sale, has he?” asked Janet. “If we got it of him we’d be able to charge it.”
“Why, Jan! You surely wouldn’t buy anything else of him, would you? Just look at those useless hens and rooster! They never laid an egg since you’ve had ’em!” exclaimed Natalie.
“Oh, I forgot to tell you, girls. The chickens laid six fine eggs today, so Ames’s couldn’t help it if they took a week to finish the eggs,” said Janet.