“We certainly would,” laughed Miss Gordon. “The important thing though is that we have a chance to help Mr. Hooper save his crop. It seems he can’t have his turn at the professional pickers for several more days. By that time he’s afraid his crop will spoil.”
“I’ll ask my mother to go,” Veve promised.
Mrs. McGuire worked nearly every day at a downtown office. It so happened, however, that she was entitled to a little time off.
“I’ll be glad to accompany the Brownies to the orchard,” she assured her daughter. “Until now I’ve had little chance to help the organization. This will give me a splendid opportunity.”
All of the other mothers felt exactly the same way.
So the next morning, six Brownies and six mothers gathered early at Miss Gordon’s home.
“Thirteen of us,” the Brownie leader declared, counting noses. “Dear me, I hope that’s not unlucky.”
“It will be a lucky number for our Brownie troop!” laughed Connie. “Think how many pounds of cherries we’ll pick today.”
Everyone was in high spirits. The sun shone brightly and the day gave promise of being pleasant. With the mothers going along, the cherry picking would become a real outing.