The Little Washington's RelativesRoy, Lillian Elizabeth
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The Little Washington's Relatives
Roy, Lillian Elizabeth
Children -- Juvenile fiction; Families -- Juvenile fiction; Washington, George, 1732-1799 -- Juvenile literature
“Then you can help us make one now,” said Martha eagerly.
“We’ll have to find some boards and small logs then,” replied Jack,
looking about in the timber heap for suitable lengths for crossbeams.
“We’ve got some boards about six feet long in the lumber house near here
that I heard father say he wouldn’t use till next summer. Then he’s
going to lay a new boardwalk from the garage to the barn,” suggested
John.
“Just what we need. Come and show me where they are, and we four boys
will bring them here while the girls roll those small lengths of timber
down to the water-edge,” said Jack.
Soon all hands were working eagerly, nailing boards to some crosspieces,
and then roping loose ends securely to the logs so they would not slip
off when launched in the creek. The water of the stream was nearly a
foot deeper than usual, owing to the heavy rains of the night and
morning, so the raft would float easily if it was well built.
The battleship was ready to sail when the luncheon bell sounded over the
lawns to call the British and Continental armies to mess. The children
looked at each other in disgust, for now it seemed a wholesale waste of
time to go home and eat!
“What have you got for tea?” asked Martha at this moment.
“We’ll have to make-believe tea,” said John.
“That won’t be as much fun as if you had some chests and boxes stacked
on the boat. Maybe Jim can find some empty boxes in the store-room for
us to fill with sand,” ventured Anne.
“I’se got some broomsticks hided away in a alley under de pantry. Dey
kin be for guns,” remarked Jim, who hoped his news would divert the
thoughts of his friends from the raid on store-room boxes. Jim felt that
would be a dangerous attempt.
“Fine! Bring them out and leave them under the lilacs while you go back
for the empty boxes. We’ll eat lunch and meet you where you leave the
guns,” said George conclusively.
“Cain’t some uv yo’ all hep me in de store-room?” asked Jim plaintively.
“What for? You can creep in and empty some boxes out better than if a
lot of us went with you,” countered Martha.
“But onny one uv yo’ all will hep a lot! Not all uv yo’. One uv us kin
han’ down dose boxes an’ anudder kin shift it outen de store-room
winder. Den Garge kin stan’ unner dat winder an’ run wid ’em t’ de
lilacs,” explained Jim, who really was very cunning in self-defence.
“Good stunt! Martha, you go with Jim right after lunch and Jack and I
will carry away the goods,” said George, waving a hand at John, who
started in the opposite direction for home and luncheon.
“I’ll try to bring some things, too,” said John.
At the table that noon, the ladies suggested that they all take a nice
drive about the country in the automobile. The amazed children looked at
each other and then at their elders.
“Goodness me! We don’t care about scenery, mother!” objected George.
“Of course not! We want to play nice outdoor games,” added Martha.
“What have you been doing since we stopped reading?” asked Mrs. Davis.
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